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Elena held the girl close, her eyes closing for a moment. If anyone had any inkling of what the princess was going through, it was Elena... though even then she wasn't sure how much help she'd be. After all, Sofia had been in the amulet for an hour, two at most, Elena had been in there for over four decades. More importantly, Elena had been alone, not trapped with a deadly foe as her little one was. From the letter she'd received from Queen Miranda, there were scars... nightmares...

Wordlessly, Elena guided her former charge into another room, away from the worried gazes of both their families. She took a seat on one of couches, inviting Sofia to join her.

"Er excuse me, but would you have happened to see a little grey bunny with floppy ears?"

♦️ for headcanons

While Elena has a soft spot for all the princesses she tested, Sofia is without a doubt her favorite. Due to the circumstances and everything the child was dealing with when she was chosen, Elena was fairly protective of her... especially as she could see hints of not only herself in the girl, but ... she reminded her of Isabel. Elena considers her a second sister.

During the time jump in season 2... Elena left for Enchancia to check on Sofia after the events of her graduation. Since Shuriki needed to master her scepter in hiding, and Elena was working on hers... she took the head start she had to make sure Sofia would be okay. She couldn't stay as long as she liked, only a week and half but it was enough to help Sof a little.

Elena and Sofia often exchange letters... Though Elena sometimes omits certain truths or details in hers.

Like with all her previous students, Elena was connected to Sofia in a way no one else will understand... Due the intuitive magic of the amulet, She was privy to things the girl hid even from her own parents... her thoughts, what she was telling Clover, or writing in her diary... Elena heard, saw, and sometimes even felt it all. Each time the child closed her eyes... each time she set off on a mission... Elena made a silent promise to Queen Miranda that she'd watch over her daughter to the best of her ability.

  He staggered into what appeared to be someone’s garden. The smells of flowers, roses, lavender and possibly daisies hit his nostrils along with the stench of blood as well. Vanitas held his wound, located on his side, attempting to stop the blood, but could feel it seeping through his white robes. His mismatched orbs shifted around as he staggered.