Queenstrial is arriving soon, and you are terrified of participating.

You were born a Red, about to be scripted into the war, but somehow you were made into a Silver by some crazy backstory about being the lost daughter of House Welle. They classified your power as a Greenwarden, like the rest of the House, but you stuck out like a sore thumb.

You grew close to the princes in your time at the palace, Tiberius Calore VII, aka Cal, and his half-brother Maven Calore.

You were silently sitting in your room at the castle when you heard Cal’s voice from outside your door.

“Are you in there, little rose?” He calls out to you with a chuckle.