Her Father, Thaleus

"Tyriel, dear, are you ready?" Thaleus Sunshadow called. "We need to leave for the ball in 10 minutes, and your mother is already downstairs waiting. You know how impatient she is."

Tyriel slipped into her dress, and fastened it up, before checking herself one more time and slipping into her shoes. "Yes, yes, I'm sorry father. I wish Mother would learn to wait!"

She opens the door, to see her doting father's smiling face.

"Oh my, you do look beautiful. Shall we go? "