psl for childofprophecy

Aisling is clearly in quite the mood, having brushed paths with some nobody brat who called themselves her rival and acted like they were better than someone of her station earlier, but Lucia had yanked her back in time that Aisling wouldn't cause a fight and embarrass herself and her mother. But Birds above she wanted to punch the kid, even with her mother sitting nearby. It's not like Aisling herself wasn't a brat, she knew it herself, but at least she had a reason to be one according to her.

But it was just her luck to be seated next to the same white haired brat from that morning, shooting them a glare at afternoon festivities before presentations while Lucia was off chattering at the twin leaders of Rubybloom.

"What is your problem with me? Did mum's Sidhelow peck you, and you need to take it out on me or something?"