The Fate-Chosen
Wren Calder
The world had no place for a girl with a sword. She decided to make one.
A twenty-year-old squire's daughter raised beneath Duskhold's walls. Wren wears her dark-brown hair in a tight braid, carries a fine scar through her left brow, and has sword calluses the world calls ugly. She does not want power given to her. She wants the right to earn it—and fears how much she enjoys the power the covenant lends.
- Unyielding
- Protective
- Power-hungry
- Gray-green eyes