Sparkle like a sunken pirate wreck

Seren

I am magnet for all kinds of deeper wonderment
Destined to seek, destined to know

A little bit frazzled, Seren needed quite a bit of time to regain her composure. But the praise helped. It made her swell and preen like a contented cat, and if she was a bit wide eyed still, her responding smile was all the brighter for it.

She was tired though, even with the healing, and the option to stop for now was received with obvious relief. "Maybe it is enough for now," she said. A little bit hesitant, eyes searching Weaver's face for signs of disappointment. If she was supposed to keep going anyway.

There was something more important that needed to be seen to though. As the woman stepped closer, Seren held out her arms for her, in a universal sign for wanting a hug. Or perhaps to be lifted up. Or possibly both. And regardless, she meant to wrap her arms around Weaver's neck and press a soft cheek to hers. "I am sorry for punching you," she said, with a deeply heartfelt regret. "Thank you for teaching me."

Many a valuable lesson... even if her parents perhaps wouldn't approve of them being taught here and now. But Seren didn't know anything about that.

I am a princess on the way to my throne
Destined to reign, destined to roam