Kechara Iselsi, former monk of the Immaculate Order, had indeed been up by the time that the young Solar had gotten out of bed with her usual youthful vigor.  Compared to the energetic Yifa, Kechara was much more tranquil, calm...although, being a Terrestrial Exalt who had received the grace of Danaa'd, the Dragon of Water, that was hardly a surprise, now was it?  It might also have had something to deal with her age.  Yifa was now a mere eighteen years old, whereas Kechara had over a century worth of life to her.  And not only had she been up, she knew<em>precisely</em>what day it was.  It was hard to forget, given that every third sentence out of Yifa's mouth in the past week had been about it.<br/><br/>She'd gone and roused the five Icewalker retainers that had come with Yifa all the way from her home, and had them set to work making a birthday breakfast for the now of-age Solar.  "I'm in here, Yifa," she called to the girl as she emerged from her room.  "And I think you're going to like what you see!"  Her voice came from the small dining room where there was space enough for six at the table.  Upon entering the room, Yifa would see all her favorite foods laid out for her on this.<br/><br/>"Happy birthday, Yifa, child of the Sun."  Kechara smiled.