ChariotWaltz
Lady Knight Enthusiast
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She was bored of all of these lessons.
First piano, then sewing, then waltzing, then flower arranging, then history, then whatever other mundane topic she had to study until the sun set. No breaks in between any of these lessons, besides moving through the extravagant castle. She glanced out at the clear window to see a beautiful day passing by.
Reina was the only heir to the throne, so all eyes were on her as she continued her studies as future queen of her land. The princess was brought up in a rather bland life of a princess, or so it seemed, she did not know another life. Growing up seemed like like a giant blur of moments, nothing particularly standing out other than the fact that she is a princess. Her father and mother, the rulers of the land, always expected her to take care of herself as she continued her preparation as future monarch, were almost never around.
She retained her yawn in fear of showing any sign of disrespect to her teacher. "That is all for today Your Highness." Reina blinked, her blonde hair swaying slightly as she looked up in mild confusion. She excused herself, the day had passed as soon as she was done daydreaming. The sun was setting and the day grew dimmer and dimmer. She excused herself from the large study, only to look at the entrance, scanning the large room for a familiar face.
Reina was looking for her sentinel, a childhood friend of hers.
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She was bored of all of these lessons.
First piano, then sewing, then waltzing, then flower arranging, then history, then whatever other mundane topic she had to study until the sun set. No breaks in between any of these lessons, besides moving through the extravagant castle. She glanced out at the clear window to see a beautiful day passing by.
Reina was the only heir to the throne, so all eyes were on her as she continued her studies as future queen of her land. The princess was brought up in a rather bland life of a princess, or so it seemed, she did not know another life. Growing up seemed like like a giant blur of moments, nothing particularly standing out other than the fact that she is a princess. Her father and mother, the rulers of the land, always expected her to take care of herself as she continued her preparation as future monarch, were almost never around.
She retained her yawn in fear of showing any sign of disrespect to her teacher. "That is all for today Your Highness." Reina blinked, her blonde hair swaying slightly as she looked up in mild confusion. She excused herself, the day had passed as soon as she was done daydreaming. The sun was setting and the day grew dimmer and dimmer. She excused herself from the large study, only to look at the entrance, scanning the large room for a familiar face.
Reina was looking for her sentinel, a childhood friend of hers.