A Year Of Training!

Six Months of Training…..

When the mage extended his hand to Tuile and presented her with a wand to help her control her unstable magic, she couldn't help but feel a sense of apprehension. Nevertheless, she listened intently to the man's instructions, hoping that this would be the key to reuniting with the young prince. As Tuile took hold of the wand and a dazzling purple light radiated from its tip, causing the pillar to shatter into countless fragments, she didn't feel any elation or sense of accomplishment. Instead, she was filled with a profound sense of emptiness and hollowness that left her staring at the scattered remnants of the once-beautiful garden pillar.

How is this even possible? I heard that you aren't supposed to obtain magic until the age of maturity – which is fourteen.

"Look at the princess. I never doubted for a second."

"It's the royal blood!"