Inyata growled under her breath, she hated what she saw; it appeared to be a scene just exploding tempers and unpleasant conversation, all she knew was that this might not make her mature but might make her more childish during the journey ahead, she finally drifted off as she held onto Regalia. She wondered what the princess would look like, if she was beautiful and kind, and young like all the other elves she encountered during her journeys on her ships, Damn; she was half elf herself so she should very much know by now, the only thing she didn’t understand was; why couldn’t she cast magic like all the others?? she was taught how to use it but she never was able to cast it. The worst thing was that her mother and father could use it.

She finally snapped out of it when she heard a young lady’s voice calling her madam and instantly looked at her, she seemed kind and mature; maybe she could talk to someone normally after all, she chuckled to herself and answered;

‘Well! I come from a ship!’ she answered in delight ‘Unfortunately I don’t know what that ship was called, but grandfather took care of me in there and everything! he taught me invasions, he taught me how to fight, he taught me quite a lot actually! hehe!!!’