Fics like no armor half as soft

Some children are raised to heal. Others are raised to survive what breaks them. Sabrina grew up the coddled youngest child, destined for the healers — until her parents’ choices led to a fiery death, and at fourteen, she was placed under the care of General Sorrengail. She learnt to break bones instead of mending them, to take lives instead of saving them. Her path is clear: train, bond a dragon, keep Violet alive. It doesn't matter that most hate her for the brand on her arm, or resent her because they can't beat her. It doesn't matter that those closest to her flinch at exactly how far she'll go to keep Violet breathing. She has old weapons and ill-fitting leathers, but she's going to make it — and she's going to prove she's her mother's daughter. But a certain onyx eyed Wingleader from her past might complicate matters, especially as when they’re pulled closer together, the lines between loyalty, desire and survival begin to blur. She was never meant to be a weapon. She's going to be one anyway. 16/07/26: archived 19/08/26: reposted; chapters 1-21 underwent extensive editing

Fics like no armor half as soft

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