Third Person's Point of View
A pair of eyes followed the young lass making its way between the drabbed and pillared corridors of the academy, with hair as white as snow, and eyes that glimmered like that of blue crystals.
Celandine Snow. The ice elemental mage from the City of Erdan, from Peirronia; a commoner, said by someone, coming from the mouth of the entitled. Couldn't be any better.
Or so everyone thought.
With the ice mage disappearing through the crowd, the sound from the black clogs, coming from the person eyeing her, echoed as it made contact with the timeworn concrete floors, leaving. Almost an hour of walking until that person, draped with black clothings, and a pair of books attached in his arms, for a show, reached the dense forest beyond the boundaries of Saerromia Academy.
Heads turning left and right, searching for a pursuer, anything that could see what the person is about to do. Coast is clear. No traces of a thing or two, living or not.
Its hands moved swiftly, with open palms, a cascade emerged from the middle of the forest. The person walked over the water, until it reached the running water up front. Following this, the person encircled its hands around, creating a barrier-like perimeter, making the inner part concealed for those who can see.
The person, now inside the barrier, mouthed a talismanic incantation, prior to the emergence of a portal. Stepping its foot forward, the person vanished along with the barrier.
Arriving in front of a cozy cottage in the middle of nowhere, the person entered the place and decluttered the objects found inside, like how a person moves in its own abode.
Doing another incantation-like of a bizarre phrase, using a foreign language, another voice resonated in the whole room, coming from the sole mirror inside.
"It was her," the person started. "She was able to do it."
There was no response from the other side. A deafening silence enveloped the place.
"And the kasyn?" The voice queried.
"Hers," answered the person.
Another silence.
"What shall we do, your Majesty? Should the girl return there?" It came out as a proposition rather than a question.
"Not yet," the voice decided firmly. "She's still not enough. Let her have what we need."
The person nodded, as if the voice could peripherally see the response. "Yes, your Majesty."
"A year or two, perhaps, will do." Before it fades, it commands one last time. "If things didn't work out, take the matters into your hand."
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