TBATE - What if Tessia was the legacy ? - The legacy of it all

Keeping in and letting out

{POV : Tessia Eralith}

-What would your highness like to eat for breakfast today?" Asked one of the maids as she placed a plate along with a knife and fork in front of me.

-Can I have some more pommes fruit?" I asked in an enthusiastic tone, knowing very well that I had finished the last one yesterday.

-Unfortunately, your highness finished the plate yesterday, and the next delivery will only be next week." Answered the servant in a calm and professional tone as I pouted slightly at the news. Not because I was upset, but because it's how others think I should react.

-We can serve you some apples instead, princess." Said the maid as she respectfully stood slightly back to my right.

-Okay..." I grumbled while crossing my arms and frowning in an over-the-top manner to make sure everyone understood and perceived the feeling of frustration I wanted them to see.

-We'll buy more for you next time, sweety." Said Mom with a wide, caring smile.

-Really?!" I asked while forcing myself to excitedly bounce in my chair.

I didn't even like pommes that much. In, they're okay, but I can't go to my parents and tell them: "Although the texture and appearance are quite attractive from the outside, the taste of the fruit in itself is a bit too bitter for my palate at this time of my life.", now, could I?

-Only if she finishes her exercises before the brat." Added Grampa in a taunting smile.

-Uhm" I shrugged while jerking my head to the side, "I was going to beat Art this time anyway." I answered while trying to balance the confidence, strength, and childishness of my tone as a servant placed a basket of apples in front of me.

Enthusiastically grabbing the apple closest to me, I dug in and started eating it.

"They weren't even washed properly," I complained to myself as I tried to hide my growing annoyance at my situation. No matter what I was doing, I was trapped overreacting to every little thing. I couldn't just "like" something; I had to "love" it. I couldn't dislike something; I had to "hate" it.

Hearing footsteps approaching, I turned my head to the entrance and saw Father walking with a tired expression. He had most likely spent the entire night awake to deal with the drought in the eastern regions of Elenoir and would most likely spend a few more sleepless nights before coming up with the policy he had put in place in my previous life.

I could tell him what this policy was right now, sparing him a lot of trouble and stress, but I couldn't.

Stepping in, I saw his expression soften a bit as his gaze landed on Mother, then onto me. Answering with a wide smile, I saw him walk to me, gently place his hand on my head, and shuffle my hair a bit.

-Did you sleep well, Tessia?" He asked with a forced smile as I answered with an even more forced smile as I pushed down the voice inside of me that wanted to tell him no, that I hadn't had a single good night in a week, and instead lied to him while looking in his eyes.

Breakfast then continued on like usual until both I and Arthur had finished our plates and headed to the training ground with Grampa.

-So, what's the plan for today?" Asked Arthur as he looked up to Grampa, with Sylvie mimicking his question with a small "kyu"
-We'll do a bit more of physical training." He stated matter-of-factly.

-I had hoped to train my mana manipulation a bit more before leaving." Answered Arthur in his usual composed and rational tone as I started to nod along despite agreeing with his training and knowing full well that there was no point to complaining.