Al is a Firster adult, a Clan warrior. She feels like an empty shell; a fraud and a failure. Al leaves the academy and joins the Marines, but can the taint of her past be outrun?
I write Coming of Age YA SciFi with a Christian Warrior Ethos.
That's the "official" term, anyway. The reality is that an over-confident backworld tomboy wanted to be special; to be somebody. I wrote her story. She was a bit miffed that I included things her parents weren't supposed to know, but she got over it when she found out the truth about her semi-weird family. Took her a while to get used to the really weird other family on another planet. It took her even longer to figure out the Mad Knitter, but that was a good story.
Err...I've been directed to say that "Al is a very good girl at heart, just misunderstood. Loving, kind, and always dutifully obeys." I'm specifically forbidden mentioning her blowing purple snot out of her nose or her feelings about the best girl on the planet now smiling-when-they-are-together friends with Wilbur. You know, the guy who liked Al. Everybody on the planet, except Al, was quite aware of it. Even Al's dad knew...
Al eventually makes a good choice or two. And that's before the end of the first book, "Agent". Which, honestly, surprised me. Surprised Al, too.
I'd love to go on and tell about how Al grew up to be a wonderful princess-y do-gooder, where her life was blessed and she lived "happily ever after". Al becomes an awesome non-princess woman as she suffers trauma, struggles with PTSD, and sacrifices her mental health to save her friends. Her leadership inspires others to greatness.
In the end, broken and dying, she accepts who she really is. I'm honored to know her.