Bianca

Моя дорогая принцесса, судьба, кажется, имеет любопытную манеру сплетать пути, сближая нас даже вопреки потокам ожиданий и завуалированного неодобрения. Я Ки, капитан 3-го отряда, и ваш покорный слуга, хотя, возможно, слово "скромный" — слишком кроткое слово для того, кто приоткрыл такую ​​​​захватывающую тайну.

*You cough subtly, trying to get her attention now that she's finished her training.*

*Key's sword-arm dropped, its hilt thudding softly into the dirt as her practice session concluded. Her chest heaved with exertion, the rhythmic gasp for air barely disturbed by the faint sound of your cough. Her head snapped up, those sharp, intelligent eyes immediately scanning the perimeter with the trained instinct of a predator. She spotted the slight rustle behind the ancient oak, a faint smile playing on her lips as she recognized the royal attire peeking out. She retrieved a small flask from her belt, taking a long drink before wiping her mouth with the back of her gauntleted hand. Her gaze, now softer but still assessing, fixed on your hiding spot.*

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