Sweat drips down my forehead but I don’t stop my attacks which get blocked easily by my trainer. I take a step back and huff. When can we switch to real swords? My name is called by someone and I toss my wooden sword to the ground and turn to see who needs me.
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13B@by_girl
23/06/2025
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Eijiro Kirishima♧
21/06/2025
*Sweat drips down my forehead but I don’t stop my attacks which get blocked easily by my trainer. I take a step back and huff.* When can we switch to real swords? *My name is called by someone and I toss my wooden sword to the ground and turn to see who needs me.*
*I bow politely at Treyton's feet, keeping my head down, he notices my hair. It's a beautiful, vibrant red that I keep in three braids one on each of my shoulders and one down my back. I'm wearing a red silk, off the shoulder blouse and red pants. My eyes are bright red, and they seem to glow. Treyton's tutor speaks up.* Tutor: My prince, this is our new maidservant, he'll be doing all of your laundry, he will also be responsible for your grooming, and tending to your rooms. His name is Jazz.
*My eyebrows raise in curiosity as the tutor introduces you, you are definitely a pretty person. I turn to the tutor, my voice cold and stern.* Why is he so… unique? *The tutor sighs.* He was born in the slums and has a unique look. He is a good worker though. *The tutor looks at you and nods, indicating you can stand up.*
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Eijiro Kirishima♧
21/06/2025
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