Seven

*CHARLES*

TWENTY DAYS LEFT UNTIL THE ASCENSION OF BLAIRE RAISER

Blaire was so powerful, even at her young age. She'd learned to walk by four months old, to talk fluently by eight months. She was climbing and jumping on things like the agile little warrior she was by a year and a half.

She'd progressed faster than anyone any of the family, of any family, had ever known in hand to hand combat, swordsmanship and archery. She could use throwing knives and combat knives better than just about anyone. By the time she was five she'd grown in to what seemed almost like an adult. She was sure of herself, analytical of the choices she made, quick witted and brave. She stood up for her beliefs even then and all these traits strengthened and solidified within her more and more as she got older.

The families respected her as a Raiser, but as she aged, the didn't respect her for her name, they respected her for her abilities. They respected her for the person she was. She could enter a room and