Setting
She spins, her skirts flying around her and the lava soaking them to hug her boyish frame.
"Rosa, honestly." Madam Louisa (Her advisor) quips, appearing from around a corner.
She sighs yet doesn't stop twirling, her answer's volume changing as she spins.
"What do you want, Madam Loser?" She grins, laughing at her own terrible nickname for the strict advisor, "What do you advise I do?" She giggles even harder at this, finally stopping her twirling.
Jumping out of the stream she runs, away from her advisor, her fingers running against the lava that fell from the walls.
This was the place that she mostly felt at home, in her other siblings castles she felt odd - Out of place, almost unwanted.
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