Why am I still alive-A Fourth Wing Satire
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Fourth Wing satire story-
Oren (short for something she'd rather not tell you) Sorrengail tries to survive Basgiath College while attracting as little attention as possible, which proves quite difficult due to nepotism. And on top of that, there is a strange third year who has an unreasonable amount of interest in her...
Please excuse any inaccuracies to in the world building, it's very funny, please read :)
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"I'd watch yourself, Sorrengail. There are things going on you have no idea about, and I will not hesitate to eliminate you if I must. I am your Wing Leader, and you will obey every order I give you." His lips brush the shell of my ear and I repress a shiver. Gross.
I crane my neck away from him, looking up at his face. "Um, okay?" Are all these theatrics really necessary?
"You'd better, or else..." he trails off, giving me a look. I don't know what kind of look it is, but maybe it's supposed to be menacing.
"If you can get me expelled, please by all means, knock yourself out trying. Maybe if you get creative enough the school really will let me leave."
If I can get Riorson as my Wing Leader to report as many rule violations as possible, even Mom will have to submit to the pressure of the other academic staff and release me.
Riorson raises an eyebrow. Again. "Play by the rules, Sorrengail. You'll be sorry if you don't."
"Whatever you say", I answer, half distracted because I see Rhiannon by the counter, waving her mug in some rider's face. "Gotta go. Enjoy your ale. Although you look so stiff I bet that not even an entire barrel could loosen you up."
"I'm not-" Riorson begins to protest, but I don't care to hear his answer, because it looks like Rhiannon just managed to get herself two mugs of ale without needing to exchange any coin for it.
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