The First Flight (Empyrean)
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Dernière publication sam., juin 7, 2025
Venus had a choice.
Die in the Riders Quadrant or ruin her father's reputation and join the Healer's Quadrant.
Venus dreamed of being the best healer in Navarre. She idolized her mother, Estelle Heron, Most Prestigious Doctor of her time. Her work was better than what any mender could do, curing illness after illness, saving life after life. That's when Venus knew her true passion. Medicine.
When her father, a respected Lieutenant, forbids her, Venus is torn.
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