Thrudd had watched her older sister for her entire life.
Thea was the flower that captured everyone's attention no matter where she went.
If it wasn't because of her beauty and aura, then it was her personality. In a room filled with people, Thea had a way of picking out the people she didn't know, or the people who seemed to be having a hard time and befriending them.
She was good at making friends. She was even better at creating followers.
Though it never seemed to be something that she intentionally strived to do. It was a natural consequence of being around her.
She was a ray of genuine light. A woman who never lost her childlike sense of wonder with age, like the rest of the world.
Thea was an eternal optimist. The mystery of mankind, connection, and empathy intrigued her. She devoted so much of herself to exploring it.
