[ lumine watches him walk past her, his strides steadfast and purposeful. seemingly unwilling to allow her to catch up, given their differences in height.
it's such a lonely path to take, the path of loyalty and fealty to one's country. after all, it shackles a person down to their duties, to the obligation of protecting an ideal. and more often than not, the ending is quite tragic; heroic, because who dies a martyr but is not revered as one, but tragic all the same.
too bad, she thinks. guys married to their jobs are often a pain to deal with.
with a sigh and a helpless smile, she follows after him, quickening her pace until she manages to come to. really, he could stand to wait for his charge; it's his job, after all. ]
I bet you're popular with your knights. [ subordinates tend to look up to their superiors when they wax poetic on codes of honor. ] I suppose you've never dated anyone before, then?
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it's such a lonely path to take, the path of loyalty and fealty to one's country. after all, it shackles a person down to their duties, to the obligation of protecting an ideal. and more often than not, the ending is quite tragic; heroic, because who dies a martyr but is not revered as one, but tragic all the same.
too bad, she thinks. guys married to their jobs are often a pain to deal with.
with a sigh and a helpless smile, she follows after him, quickening her pace until she manages to come to. really, he could stand to wait for his charge; it's his job, after all. ]
I bet you're popular with your knights. [ subordinates tend to look up to their superiors when they wax poetic on codes of honor. ] I suppose you've never dated anyone before, then?