Azure had been doing nothing but battle training for four days.

  The SeaWings had been at war with the MudWings for the past two years, but that wasn't why she was training; she was going to challenge her mother for the throne.

  "All right, now we're going to practice fighting against multiple enemies at once," Azure's teacher and uncle, Creek, instructed the eager SeaWings. "Remember, MudWings are extremely loyal to their siblings, so they will be fighting in large groups, not one on one," he went on, "For this exercise, we will be fighting in large groups."

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  This wasn't too important to her queen-murdering plan, but she was assigned to a battalion that was leaving for battle in two days.

  But I won't be there, she realized, I'll be Queen Azure of the SeaWings.

  These people will be my subjects.

  No, she didn't need this training.

  "Uncle Creek!" she shouted, "May I be excused?"

  "What for?" he asked.

  She took a deep breath, fully knowing that she could die fighting her mother.

  "I would like to challenge my mother for the throne of the SeaWings."