She’s nothing like he is. Refined, poised, trained to respond to every situation precisely as nobility should; she’s more of a typical royal than he could ever be.

He hated that about the Ylissean court; he loves that about her.

But she’s not all perfect manners and statuesque beauty. She takes to flying well and to battle better and before he knows it she can stand beside him in battle (where Aversa once stood) and they can fight together.

She’s prettiest when she loses that poise and grace in battle and becomes a savage beast just like everyone else.