Aaran's eyes gleamed mischievously. He couldn't resist playing jokes on people. He stooped over and held his hand over the ground to create an icey sword. He picked it up and tossed it a couple times to test it's weight,"Hmmmm...." He had never actually made an ice sword before but there was a first time for everything. He swung it, but it didn't matter if he was strong enough. He was just directing the sword with his mind. He tapped the ground with it and ice spread from it's tip. "Hey, guys!" He shouted to the guards. He swung his sword around carelessly,"Any of you brave enough?" He grinned mockingly knowing the king would never let them out.
Elina stepped forward into the crunch of the ice and snow. She looked at thw ice sword with marvel.
"No, princess!" Xar said, as he broke ranks.
Elina made as sound of announce as she stepped closer to Aaran. "Who taught you this? You had no control. Why now? What has changed?" She questioned, as she reached out her hand to touch the crystalline blade.