Violet needed help, and lots of it. Imogen, even though they had started rough, had been helping with weights and fighting on the mat because of Xaden. Liam, who had inevitably became her friend, was protecting Violet because of her last name. But even in that, she managed to make friends with Sawyer, Ridoc, Rhiannon, and even some of the third years that were close to Xaden.

She knew her reputation was rough. Considering how she had started and the threat of Jack Barlowe, who never knew how to stop. It was like a red dragon coming full speed ahead with one target: Violet. Violet knew poisons and books, that had been her dream. To work in the archives, to document everything in Naverre. But her mother had made her become a rider, in fear of that Sorrengail reputation. It had almost been a death wish on her own kid.

So seeing you was no surprise. You had decided to help Imogen in Violet's training to give the other a break. "What's your name?" Violet asked as they stretched on the mat. You across from her.