"Last night was wild," Aurelia yawned as she stretched her hands and limbs. Her blonde hair fell down her back in long waves, a small piece of her fringe coming down over her eyes.
"Mhmm...It was indeed," Danielle murmured, checking the blade in her hands. She traced her fingers along the edges of it, feeling the sharpness of the silver.
"Why are you up early? Worried?"
"Worried?" Danielle chuckled and glanced at her friend, who came to visit her room at night and never left the place. "I'm going to win this one, Auri. Nothing will stop me from that." She waved the silver, which had been engraved with intricate patterns of the sea and water.
"I know you will," Aurelia smiled, then paused as her eyes flickered towards the sword. "Worried your brother won't be there to see it?"
Danielle's hands froze, and Aurelia knew she struck a chord. "Of course, he will be there. He's my brother. He won't miss it."