(fallen london stamps by I want to imagine that over the course of the Coilheart Games, Wren got to befriend a member of the Eagle Clan who showed neither judgement nor pity about her history (Khaganian by birth and ethnicity, orphaned young, first adopted by a Londoner and then grew up on London's rooftops), or her inability to speak Mongolian, or her lack of familiarity with the Khanate outside of the very distorted spectrum that filtered through to her through London's lenses. I want to imagine that this friend was delighted to introduce Wren to what she could of Khaganian culture, that this same friend was eager to introduce her to the rest of the Khaganian delegation, that she secured a standing invite for Wren to visit the Khanate with full rights of access and a promise to personally accompany her so that she wouldn't have to navigate it alone.
I want to imagine that this friend sees her not as damaged goods or a lost lamb, but as a remarkable individual who both London and the Khanate should be proud of.
