[It's remarkable, how a relaxed expression can take off so many years from a person's looks, and Tessa isn't exempt from that rule. Despite her best efforts to continue plowing through the days on so miniscule an amount of sleep that it's arguably criminal--The body had a limit, and Tessa had long reached hers. With the gentle drone of the carriage wheels across well-paved roads thanks to the influx of craftsmen entering Werites Beacon, the sound had lulled the young woman to sleep in wake of her exhaustion.]

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[Head presently resting against Senel's shoulder, with her usual stern look wiped cleanly from her face; Tessa mumbled unintelligibly in her bangs curtained her closed eyes.]

Mn.....