Now that I am 5 years old, I know many things...for now...

I stood in front of the mirror to look at myself, a white haired girl with crimson eyes "It's beautiful..." I said mesmerized by my new look

My name is Ellizabeth Laynrad, princess of the kingdom of Laynrad. A kingdom of peace and prosperous life

My father is the king of this kingdom named Alistair Laynrad, my mother named Reine Isolde Laynrad and my two older brothers named Prins Kaelan Laynrad and prins Dorian Laynrad. Ellizabeth/Elliz as the youngest child in the family was always pampered.

For the first time, Elliz felt what emotions were like, what was happy, sad, angry and others.

"Come on Princess! This dress is a gift from Her Majesty the Queen Reine! Let's get ready for your 5th birthday party!" Elliz's personal maid said

The maid was named Lamy, a girl with brown hair in two braids, she was assigned as Elliz's personal maid and was always cheerful, "Oh my...how many dresses have been given..." Elliz said with a grasping expression."Oh my, Princess! This is a luxurious gift! Her Majesty has chosen the best dress!" Lamy said with great enthusiasm.

On the way to the party hall, there was one thing that bothered Elliz's mind, her skills and intelligence were still the same as before coming back to life in this world, "is this a blessing?" Elliz thought while staring out the window, Elliz just ignored it and lived this new life according to her old wishes.

In the great hall where the party was taking place, the trumpet was blown signaling the arrival of the king and family members and the king spoke, "Ehem .... thank you-" his speech was cut off by Elliz because she wanted to do it herself and the king let her.

Elliz took 2 steps forward and began to speak in a firm but gentle tone "thank you for coming to my 5th birthday party, Elliz can see everyone looks beautiful and handsome today...please enjoy the dishes we have provided, cheers!" And all the guests toasted, many were amazed and appreciated Elliz's courage to give a speech.

"Wow! I didn't know you could give a speech like that, I'm so impressed and proud of you! Where did you learn that?" Elliz's father said with a happy smile, "isn't our daughter a genius?" Elliz's mother said gently.

Elliz felt something warm in her heart at the praise, "so this feels well...warm" Elliz thought clenching her right hand on her chest.

"Hueeee!~ Princess! You were so great just now! I'm so amazed!" Said Lamy who suddenly hugged her while crying

"Good job lil sis! I'm quite jealous you know" said Prins Dorian while patting Elliz's shoulder.

"Happy birthday Elliz, your speech was great" said Prins Kaelan in his gentle tone.

There were so many compliments thrown at Elliz...it was a new moment that she will always remember...

Tomorrow in the king's office, the grand room reflected the light from the large windows overlooking the royal garden. King Alistair Laynrad was sitting in his chair accompanied by his advisors, Marcus. When a little girl came in, it was Elliz.

"Elliz," the king's voice sounded heavy yet gentle, "what brings you to father's office at this time of the morning?". Elliz bowed politely, her crimson eyes sparkling with curiosity. "Father," she said in an unusually serious tone for a child her age, "I want to learn magic!".

King Alistair paused, looking at his daughter with an unpredictable expression. The request was surprising, though not entirely unreasonable. Elliz, his daughter, was a child prodigy. At the age of five, she had always been a fast learner and even read quickly, painted, counted, and played musical instruments that no child her age could even learn that fast, and she even made food recipes that had never been heard of and it became a favorite or special dish in the kingdom.

"Learning magic?" muttered Alistair, trying to find an excuse to refuse without disappointing his little girl. But before he could continue, a soft yet firm voice came from the side.

"Your Majesty, perhaps it is time we trusted Princess Elliz," said Sir Marcus the king's advisor Alistair who had been quietly watching beside the king, "Princess Elliz is a remarkable child. If anyone can master magic at such a young age, its her."

The king let out a long sigh, his eyes looking up at Sir Marcus in hopes of finding support, but found only conviction. "Elliz, this is not an easy decision," he said finally. "Learning magic is not just an art, it is a great responsibility. Are you sure you want to do it?"

Elliz nodded vigorously, her eyes shining. "I'm sure, Father. I want to be strong enough to help and protect."

Those words left King Alistair speechless again. He knew that rejecting his daughter's wishes would only expose the hardness of his heart in the eyes of his little princess. After a few seconds that felt like an eternity, he gave in.

"Very well," he said finally, his voice firm yet gentle. "I will call the royal wizard, Goldon, to teach you. But you must promise that you will study seriously and never abuse your powers."

Elliz nodded again, her smile widening. "Thank you, Father! I promise!"

King Alistair's office, evening

King Alistair sat in a large chair behind his desk, piles of documents scattered about. He let out a long sigh, massaging his temples tiredly. The door slowly opened, and Queen Reine stepped in gracefully, carrying a folding fan in her hand.

"Alistair, what is it that makes you look so agitated tonight?" the queen asked in a soft yet caring tone.

The king looked at his wife, then leaned back in his chair. "It's about Elliz. I agreed to have Goldon teach her magic. But I'm still not sure if this is the right decision."

The Queen smiled faintly, walking over while looking at her husband with a loving gaze. "You finally allowed it? Thank goodness. I know Marcus had a big hand in convincing you. Sometimes, I think he's wiser than your stubborn self."

The king opened his mouth to defend himself, but before he could say anything, Queen Reine tapped him on the head with a folding fan. "Don't make excuses, Alistair. Your worries are excessive."

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Alistair rubbed his head, grumbling. "I'm only thinking of her safety, Reine. She's still too young."

"Too young? Alistair, Elliz is a gifted child. A talent like that is a blessing. You never know, she might be destined to become a Saint, the savior of this kingdom in the future."

The king was silent for a moment, contemplating his wife's words. Then, he nodded slowly. "You may be right. But that doesn't make me any less worried."

Queen Reine smiled, then placed her hand on the King's shoulder. "I know you only want to protect her. But believe me, we have made the right decision."

The king could only smile slightly, feeling the calmness brought by his wife's confidence. "You always know how to make me feel better, Reine."

"And I will continue to do so," the queen replied teasingly, leaving the room with a confident smile, while King Alistair could only shake his head softly.

The next day at noon, a carriage arrived at the palace. From it descended a man in a long, dark purple robe, decorated with ancient symbols that exuded an aura of magic. His gray hair combined with a thin beard added to the impression of wisdom. He was Goldon the Arcane, a wizard who had served the kingdom for decades.

In the palace hall, Goldon bowed respectfully to the king and queen before looking at Elliz with sharp yet friendly eyes. "Your Majesty, is this the disciple you are referring to?" he asked in a heavy voice that echoed.

"Yes, Goldon," King Alistair replied. "This is my daughter, Elliz. I'm sure you understand how great a responsibility this is."

Goldon smiled slightly, glancing at Elliz who stood confidently despite her small frame. "This child has a sharp gaze. Perhaps this will be an interesting lesson."

Elliz stepped forward and bowed gracefully. "Mr. Goldon, I'm ready to learn. Teach me everything about magic."

The old wizard chuckled, his eyes glittering. "Very well, Princess Elliz. Be prepared, for this is not an easy path. But I believe it will bring glory to you and the kingdom."

And so, Elliz's journey in the world of magic began, carving out a destiny that would shake the kingdom of Laynrad and the world around it.

Outside the vast grassland kingdom, noon

The vast grassland stretches out under a clear blue sky. A gentle breeze stirred the grass, and the sound of birds could be heard faintly in the distance. In the center of the field, Sir Goldon stood in his fluttering robes, while Elliz stood beside him, full of enthusiasm.

"The first lesson in magic is to understand mana," Goldon said in his heavy voice. "Mana is the energy that flows in your body, like blood. However, not everyone can sense it, let alone control it. Therefore, we will start with meditation."

Elliz nodded, paying serious attention despite being only five years old. Goldon looked at her for a moment, impressed by that seriousness, before continuing.

"Sit down," Goldon ordered. "Close your eyes, take a deep breath, and imagine a warm light flowing inside you."

Elliz complied. She sat cross-legged on the grass, closed her eyes, and tried to feel the energy Goldon mentioned. It took a few minutes before she finally spoke. "I feel it... something warm... moving like a river."

Goldon nodded in satisfaction. "Good. That's your mana. But feeling is not enough. You must learn to direct it to your hand."

Elliz held out her small hand. "How?"

"Imagine the stream flowing into your hand, like you are pouring water from one vessel into another," Goldon explains. "Focus your mind. This requires patience."

Elliz tried, and within minutes, a faint light began to glow in her palm. Goldon raised an eyebrow, surprised at the speed of her understanding. "That's amazing. You're really a talented kid."

After the mana practice, Goldon stood up and gave some distance. "Now we get into shipping. This is more complicated, because you have to use thought, mana, and speech to form magic. Repeat after me."

He recited a simple incantation, and a small ball of light appeared in his hand. "Lux Minor."

Elliz frowned, confused. "Sir Goldon, do I really have to cast a spell?" she asked while staring at the ball of light. "This is different from what I imagined..."

Goldon raised an eyebrow. "Different how, Princess Elliz?"

Elliz seemed to be thinking, recalling memories from her previous life-the fantasy books she read so passionately. "It's like....you don't always have to cast a spell, or just say the name of the magic, or just imagine it and it happens right away."

Goldon frowned, his eyes looking at Elliz in surprise. "Imagining or just saying the name of magic? Is there even such a thing?"

Elliz nodded, convinced. "Yeah...like, just relying on focus instead of long spells. Isn't that more efficient?"

Goldon was pensive, rubbing his chin. All magic taught and practiced in the kingdom required spells as mana guides. However, Elliz's idea made him think. Is it true that just by focusing or saying a name, mana can be directed?

"This is an unusual idea," Goldon muttered, still looking at Elliz. "I've never heard of such a method... but maybe it could be tried, but... how?"

Elliz closed her eyes, breathed deeply, and imagined a soft light spinning in her hands. In a few seconds, a small ball of light appeared, though it was not as bright as Goldon's.

Goldon was astonished. "It's amazing! It works, but it's not perfect. Perhaps this method can be developed further. You really surprised me, Princess Elliz."

Elliz just smiled widely. In her heart, she felt both proud and curious to try more things outside the traditional boundaries. The lesson continued with Goldon now seeing Elliz as a special student who might change the way magic was taught in the future.

King Alistair's Office, Evening

King Alistair sat in a large chair with Marcus standing beside him, both of them discussing the daily report. A knock on the door echoed through the room.

"Come in," the King said, his voice heavy as ever.

Sir Goldon stepped in, his face serious yet mixed with admiration. He bowed respectfully before speaking. "Your Majesty, I have come to report on Princess Elliz's training today."

Alistair nodded. "Proceed."

Goldon took a deep breath, trying to form words. "I started by teaching the basics of mana and spellcasting. However, Princess Elliz... she introduced a completely new approach. She asked if magic could be done without casting, just by imagining the result or saying the name of the magic."

The king frowned, while Marcus looked curious.

"At first, I thought it was impossible. But when Princess Elliz tried it, she succeeded-though not perfectly. She created a small ball of light without a spell, just with her focus and will."

Alistair fell silent, his body frozen in place. His mouth opened slightly, but no sound came out. Marcus glanced at the King, then patted his shoulder lightly. "Your Majesty, are you alright?"

"What... did you say?" Alistair finally spoke up, his eyes still fixed on Goldon.

Goldon confirmed, "Princess Elliz is showing extraordinary abilities, far beyond those of a child her age. If these are developed, she could become the greatest witch ever. Perhaps even a Saint."

The door opened again, and Queen Reine entered gracefully. She saw the look of shock on her husband's face and approached. "What is it, Alistair?"

Marcus answered quickly, "Sir Goldon has just reported that Princess Elliz might be a Saint in the future."

The Queen looked at Goldon, paused for a moment before saying, "This is... incredible." Her face was a mixture of amazement and pride. "I always knew Elliz was a talented child. But to hear this... Alistair, you should be grateful for this gift."

The king finally rubbed his face, trying to process everything. "It's too soon. She's only five years old. If this is true... she's not just a gift, she could also be the cornerstone of hope for the kingdom."

Marcus chuckled, trying to ease the tension. "Your Highness, isn't it time we were proud? If Princess Elliz is truly a Saint, then we have even more reason to support her."

Reine nodded as she looked at her husband. "Alistair, believe in Elliz. She is a blessing, not your average princess."

Alistair took a deep breath, finally smiling faintly. "Alright. But I will still watch her closely. If anything threatens her..."

"She doesn't even need protection yet," Reine cut in with a chuckle. "Elliz will probably protect herself with her incredible strength."

Goldon smiled slightly. "I believe that, Your Majesty."

That night, the Laynrad royal family recognized the great potential hidden within Elliz, a child who was beginning to be regarded as an invaluable blessing for the future of the kingdom.

While Elliz was in her room, she sneezed "ughh...is someone talking about me?" She said while rubbing her nose

To be continued....