all that glitters is gold

Siren would be, by far and away, the smallest of her siblings. Even Gimli would have a good few inches on her when she was fully grown. She managed to grasp hold of her Aunt Samara’s size. Though she would have a couple inches on the Klein woman when all was said and done. She was tiny and she was delicate, the definition of frail. She would need her family to be protective of her because she would never have the power to protect herself. She would have to sharpen her tongue because it would be the only weapon she had in her life.

The young Princess curled up against her Uncle’s form, his presence enough to calm her. She listened quietly as he nuzzled her softly. He promised he wouldn’t allow anything to get her, and went further to ensure her that monsters wouldn’t even make it past the border before someone in her family ended them.

”Chimera sees them.” She explained as Hari asked why she happened to mention ghosts. ”They’re going to reach up from the ground and drag me back down with them.” She whimpered as she struggled to get even closer to him, and barely registered his offer of ghostly wards.