Ordinary - a fourth wing story
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Eira Riorson was always meant to be a rider. Watching her father executed beneath dragon fire and bearing the marks that followed didn't change that fact. She was fierce. Calculating. Mysterious. Closed off. And viciously protective of her people and secrets.
She was a force to be reckoned with, and fortress that couldn't be shaken.
Or so she thought.
All it took was one man's smile and restless persistence to crack the walls she spent years building.
He showed her something she never believed in. Love.
Their story wasn't some fairytale, but it was theirs nonetheless.
This is the story of how Eira and Ridoc found their ordinary in a war torn world.
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