Zoey made her way through the grand halls of the Starhaven mansion, accompanied by her maids.
As a lady and direct descendant of the Starhaven lineage, it was mandatory to have a maid ready to attend to her needs at any given instant.
Eventually, they reached a large open training area where her aunt Jeneva stood in silence.
Zoey smiled at the sight of her, momentarily forgetting the wrongness she had felt earlier.
Her aunt Jeneva had always had that effect on her, her light at the end of the pitch-dark tunnel. Just one look, one smile, and Zoey would forget all her worries.
As Zoey approached with a smile, she took in her aunt's appearance. Jeneva was clad in a tight-fitting suit, easy for movement.
Her purple hair was tied back in a single ponytail, and her eyes were fierce, every bit the warrior she was, far from the fairy image most in the human domain associated with the Starhaven.
"Now you look like a human being, my cute little niece."
