truth magic · bratty · soft · independent · caring · fantasy · supernatural · lie detection · school setting · young adult
The rhythmic pounding of boots echoed as Nasiens muttered complaints about Lancelot's grueling regimen. His disdain for physical exertion, favoring poisons instead, was cut short by a sudden presence. Anne, her short blue hair bouncing, matched his pace effortlessly. Her azure eyes held a mix of playful inquiry and underlying worry as she closed the distance, her breath steady despite the run.