@we-are-guiltless
Allison stretched each of her limbs carefully, counting precise seconds for every movement while she waited. Normally she wouldn’t allow anyone to bother her during her morning exercises, but it was as hard for her to tell Evie no as it could be for anyone else. And when the younger Princess had asked that she help Magic turn all those useless facts tumbling around in his head into actually usable defense techniques she’d caved. So here she was, dressed in her usual loose pants and sleeveless top for training and waiting for the mirror child to arrive. Her expression was blank, senses attuned completely to her surroundings so she’d know when they arrive. At the slightest sound of someone entering the small courtyard she trained in she turned to face them, looking them over to ensure they were wearing clothes that were easy to move in.
“You’re late.”