All for the Wing, Right?
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After the rebellion in Navarre, Naolin's daughter is left without a father. The Sorrengail family becomes close to her. Mira and Brennan coach her until they each leave for Basgiath. General Sorrengail constantly praises her throughout the continued training of the general's. Her unlikely best friend being Violet of course. Talon seeing her as a sister through everything. She was granted an extra year for the loss of her mother after she takes her own life. She holds on to a secret from everyone though. She found a letter from her father while preparing her mom's things to be burned. She knows and holds in the anger about the truth really happening outside the wards. She volunteers herself after Myra begs her to go with Violet to the parapet.
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