Grandma Estella

I got better the next day, was discharged the day after that and let's just say I was fine physically but psychologically... t hat's a whole different matter.

I knock on the door.

"Why come in child, come in. Come come." Grandma Estella chimes.

"Haruni." I greet in her native tongue, which means grandmother.

"Now come let me take a good look at you." Grandma says as she holds out her hands for me to take.

I place my palms in hers.

"Would you look at that dress? Now don't you look precious?" Her eyes light up with joy as I detach our hands and intertwined fingers and give her a light twirl.

This causes a small smile to play on my lips. "Elva made it for me." I say. I knew I made the right decision by letting Elva design and make my clothes instead of the royal seamstress. She has so much potential.

"You look absolutely beautiful. It's going to be a memorable day not just at the palace and Yavanna but in Siofra, other parts of our world and other worlds as well."