"I just... kinda found the sword!" Adora says, voice creaking with forced lightness. That really must be the most lackluster summary she could've offered. They all look at her with just barely-concealed frowns, and Adora pushes herself to keep going.
"Turns out it was lying around on Etheria the whole time, just waiting for the next She-ra to come pick it up. But there was nobody to come pick it up, because Etheria was stuck in its own dimension-- but then the portal sucked me up and dropped me there, so..."
"So it's true," her father's voice comes from the other end of the table, deep and severe. "It's not just a myth. The previous She-ra really stranded her planet in isolation."
Adora's shoulders tense, and her eyes drop to the shimmering surface of her teacup. "Well-- sort of. I mean. Yeah. But it's more complicated than your history shows, Mara-- the previous She-ra, she wasn't a bad person. She was trying to protect her world."
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"Turns out it was lying around on Etheria the whole time, just waiting for the next She-ra to come pick it up. But there was nobody to come pick it up, because Etheria was stuck in its own dimension-- but then the portal sucked me up and dropped me there, so..."
"So it's true," her father's voice comes from the other end of the table, deep and severe. "It's not just a myth. The previous She-ra really stranded her planet in isolation."
Adora's shoulders tense, and her eyes drop to the shimmering surface of her teacup. "Well-- sort of. I mean. Yeah. But it's more complicated than your history shows, Mara-- the previous She-ra, she wasn't a bad person. She was trying to protect her world."