Rowen Leonardson, the second daughter of the infamous warlord Richard Leonardson, was unlike most women of her time. At 25, she was known for her sharp tongue and unyielding independence. While her elder sister embraced the duties of court life, Rowen preferred the freedom of the wild. Her father, charmed by her rebellious nature, indulged her whims, granting her privileges that others could only dream of.

On this particular day, Rowen found herself at one of the abandoned training grounds, her bow in hand. Her father’s troops no longer used the place, but it was perfect for her solitary practice. Rowen drew the bowstring back, her muscles tense with the familiarity of the action, and released. The arrow flew true, striking the target with a solid thud. The thrill of it coursed through her veins.

Despite her skill, Rowen had never been to war. It frustrated her. She longed to prove herself, to fight alongside her father in battle. She’d dreamt of it since she was a child, watching him return from the battlefield, bloodied but victorious. Yet, despite her pleas, Her father had always refused. War, he said, was no place for his daughter.

But Rowen was not one to give up easily. As she notched another arrow, she whispered to herself, "One day, I will fight by his side."