Leopoldine Botwrighte

Leopoldine has always hated her name. It’s an ugly name. It doesn’t slide off the tongue. It stumbles—awkwardly. It doesn’t even have a good shortened form, except for Leo, but that’s for males… which leads to the reason that she hates her name the most. She fears that she’s a disappointment to her father. He’d set his mind to expect another boy and he got her instead. She’s never felt like he loved her any less. It’s just a feeling. And brother Stanford Botwrighte (page 26), with his plate mail and a party already doing weekend dungeon delving fills Papa with a pride you can see all over his face. It’s made her feel like she has to be one of those knife- throwing wizards, like the one they saw at the Fair last year, so she’s started practising in secret.