[Realm: Uhorus]
[Location: Galadriel]
[Capital City]
("Which is which?")
The question lingered heavily in Mirabella's mind, persistent and demanding a resolution. Her brows drew together into a deeper furrow as she folded her gauntleted arms tightly across her chest, the small creak of metal underscoring her irritation.
She shot Victoria an openly annoyed look, one that carried more than simple impatience. It held fatigue, born from too many half-answers in a world that no longer allowed for uncertainty. The older girl had a habit of circling around her conclusions, of building tension before delivering anything concrete, and right now that habit grated against her nerves.
"Are you going to actually say what your theory is," she pressed, her voice sharper and more insistent, "or are you just going to keep circling it like you always do?"
