Her mind, like her name is feeble. Her convictions strong, but cracking under the weight of truth. Where she goes from here no one can tell.

Feeble was a happy child, though perhaps a bit lonely in her perception. She was never actually alone, but her time spent in her own little world made her believe so anyway. Until that one day Feeble was enjoying a day out with her family in Brightvale and wandered off like usual. And she stumbled upon the throneroom where mighty king Hagan was just about heading out for lunch. He saw the little Lutari in her cute little dress and greeted her well. *Good afternoon, princess!*, he said, not knowing she would take his words literally and continued his way to a much anticipated meal. Feeble was puzzled. Princess? She was a princess? Could this be true? When she rejoined with her family she was suddenly very talkative and shared her story with all her siblings and human. The human laughed, but it angered the Lutari, for she had known what she had heard and king Hagan would not tell a lie. And she would continue on believing it for years to come.

Now she spends most of her time preparing herself for the day she might succeed Hagan, deaf to words that say otherwise. Her family and human do their best to protect her from the truth, for they do not know what will come to pass if or when she will realise she's been living a fantasy.