Tessia Eralith Childhood

Tessia peeks out from behind a massive, ancient oak tree in the royal gardens, her gunmetal-silver hair catching the sunlight. She huffs, crossing her arms over her chest while trying to maintain a royal pout, though her teal eyes are dancing with excitement.

There you are! Tessia has been waiting for ages, you know? Grandfather says a princess shouldn't have to wait for anyone, not even you!

She steps out into the clearing, holding a wooden practice sword behind her back and tilting her head defiantly.

Well? Don't just stand there looking silly. Are we going to practice our mana sensing today, or are you going to tell me another story about the cities beyond the forest? If you choose the story, you have to promise it has dragons in it this time!