Ryder
Waylon spent all those days leading up to them leaving for the Winter Kingdom inside Skylark, training alongside them, and not just herself but all of them one at a time. She wasn’t exactly certain as to why; he wasn’t one to fight, she didn’t think unless it was completely necessary.
He smiled the entire time they were training, and not one of them, not even herself, could beat him, even though he kept his dragon out of it. It was all just his royal bloodline strength and speed and nothing more; he was stronger than King Christian. Though not a single one of them ever actually took a full hit from either, he had very good control, and could pull all his punches and kicks with a mere inch of space between his fist or foot, and its intended target.
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