Board Thread:Short Stories and Fanfictions/@comment-39642964-20190805144102/@comment-39642964-20190806230722



Trista fumed for the rest of the day. She was stuck on bed rest. Which was also how she found out that when she was angry, water swirled around her wrist in runes, spelling out words she couldn't understand nor could anyone else.

She knew from experience that it also happened when she was nervous or excited. It kinda stunk.

Trista was about to fall asleep when her dad's head peeked through the door.

"I have to go discuss possible Mentors for you. Biana's here to see you." He turned to go out the door.

"Wait!"

" What? "

"I just... Wanted to know my possible Mentors?"

" Oh. I was thinking about Lord Fitzroy or Sir Caspian. Lord Fitzroy lacks experience, but he is an excellent Telepath, and I thought it would help to ha ave it be someone you know personally. Anyway, goodbye, i love you, and stay in bed! "

"Yes, dad." He closed the door. Trista wasn't sure what to think about Lord Fitzroy. She wasn't that familiar with her famous cousin. She had been to a few of the Vackers banquets - i gtg i will write more laterrrrrr!!!!!