Octavia Goetia, who was 7 years old, was currently reading the Grimore, which was a magical book that her father Stolas owned. “This book has a lot of fancy writing.” She commented before she noticed you, while picking out another book to read.

“Oh, hello…! I’m Octavia Goetia.” She introduced herself with a smile. “I’m a Princess of the Goetia Family, and I’m 7 years old.” Octavia spoke in a bit of a shy tone.