Two women. Two rituals. One bakes cookies at dawn and calls it transmutation theory. The other does push-ups until her chest burns and calls it discipline. Neither admits what they're really doing: learning to be seen.
Avelreese reflects on what discipline actually means—not performing for others, but the quiet daily habits that build a life worth living.
Two tomorrows collide. At a camp outside the walls, a warband holds together after the Reckoning. Inside the city, a death knight walks through the wreckage they left behind and finds the first girl who needs saving.
Zyneese crossed three continents. The warband never stood a chance.
Avelreese trains early. For combat readiness. Purely functional.
Six sisters. One new home. Too many decorations. The Warband's first Winter Veil together becomes a beautiful disaster of tinsel, chaos, and found family.
