Author's Note: One-shot. What if Sandry isn't the Vedris's heir and feels slightly lonely after his death? Sad.
Sandry knew it was time she grew up. She had to. She had to face the fact that her life was at a dead end. She would either have to cut, thrash, and bang her way through, or just stay there and wait. And wait for what? A knight in shining armor?
When her uncle died, part of Sandry's heart had died with him. That was the truth. She was not his heir. She had wanted to, a little, and she was a little sad not to be able to carry on what her favorite uncle had done. Never mind. His son would do it right, hopefully. Sandry just felt a little lost. She didn't really belong in Duke's Citadel anymore, or Discipline Cottage. Maybe her place was with Daja, Tris, and Briar at their home.
It was time she spread her own wings and flew. Maybe she would find a home somewhere. She just had to believe.
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