"I am a Drascar; I was born to be a dragon rider."
Lethe has known her fate from the moment she'd been born. Each and every person who carried the same last name ended up either dead, or as one of Navarre's elite. With a bloodline of dragon riders, it had been obvious which path she would aspire to take; she was quick-witted and able to play the longer, deadlier games. She has always been her father's daughter, and the lure of dragon back beckoned her just as it once did him. Only, their family was very small in number now, and she was the last one capable of defending their name, thus her family's legacy rested solely in her hands.
To fail, means to diminish the Drascars' reputation. Fortunately for Lethe, failure has never been an option.
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Nemesism | Act One
Fanfiction(n.) frustration, anger, or aggression directed inward, to oneself and one's way of living. "I am a Drascar; I was born to be a dragon rider." Lethe has known her fate from the moment she'd been born. Each and every person who carried the same last...
