Third Person POV:
"Just what was that?"
Queen Elenara spoke, breaking the tense atmosphere, the mature-looking, beautiful dwarven queen going forth to rub her hands, the goosebumps she felt slowly calming down. The situation was something she had never felt before—the pure, uncontrolled youthful will, unwilling to bend and break—it rattled her.
She could feel her heart beating faster, her blood pumping through her veins. She felt as if she had gotten younger, to the time she used to face the world without any fear in her—the time of the young when she felt the world was hers to take—a situation from the past. It was such a pure will that she felt as if she had fallen into the past.
"This kid has awakened his will at such a young age."
