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Elara Verran has spent six years carrying a name Navarre refuses to forget.
The only child of two prominent members of the Tyrrish Rebellion, Elara watched her parents burn alongside the families of the other marked children. Her mother saved lives. Her father took them. And the rebellion relic permanently marking Elara's skin ensures no one at Basgiath will ever let her forget which side her family chose.
At twenty years old, Elara enters the Riders Quadrant already knowing exactly what everyone expects to find when they look at her:
A traitor.
A threat.
Her father's daughter.
Then she's assigned to Violet Sorrengail's squad, forcing two daughters carrying the consequences of their families' choices into an alliance neither of them asked for.
Elara knows how to survive. She's dangerous with her bare hands and lethal with a dagger, and when someone threatens the people she considers family, kindness quickly gives way to something far more ruthless.
But surviving for herself has never been Elara's strength.
She has spent her entire life taking care of everyone around her-feeding them, protecting them, tending their wounds, and stepping between them and danger without stopping to consider what it might cost her.
At Basgiath War College, that instinct could get her killed.
As friendships form in unexpected places, old loyalties are tested, and everything Elara thought she understood about the rebellion begins to fracture, she'll discover that surviving Basgiath isn't only about making it across the parapet, bonding a dragon, or becoming powerful enough to fight.
Because Elara Verran would die without hesitation for the people she loves.
Learning to live for them might prove far more difficult.