Blackfeather Woods The sunlight hurts my eyes

Potema had only heard offhand about the return of Kove, but heard nothing about a son. She was surprised by that, but hid her surprise and embarrassment with a sneer, lifting her weight off the boy and onto the ground. She looked down at him, wondering why on earth Kove had brought this one and if there were any more of his bastards running around the Woods, taking resources that could be used for her mother and her children. She tilted her head in an arrogant yet bird-like manner, smirking at his ignorant question.

"I was born here." She held back a mocking laugh, though her mirth made itself perfectly clear in her voice. She would savor his reaction, whatever it was. "I am Meldresi and Burke's daughter, Potema. So, you may call me Princess." She was not lying, but she wondered how gullible this boy was. No one else ever formally called her princess, it was merely a title she held. She wondered how long it would take him to realize that no one else called her Princess.