Imagine if Fitz had found Sophie when she was only six years old?

Who will she choose? The handsome boy she has crushed on for years and who seems to be perfect in every way? Or the sweet, broken boy who always supported her and stayed by her side no matter what?

The color red. To some it signifies blood. To others it signifies a mark. A sealed future for either death or pain. This is a challenge the moonlark was not designed to face.