Father's daughter - Fourth wing
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Haven Melgren, daughter of General Melgren, Also a scared 19 year old. Not even supposed to be old enough to attend Basgaith war college. Yet the great general couldn't let Sorrengail get another one into the college before him again.
Haven grew accustomed to her father ways. Whether she liked it or not. She was just as manipulative, cruel, and selfish as him. She'll always resent him for making her that way but she'll never let go of his ways. Because deep down, she truly is her father's daughter.
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