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❝𝙞'𝙡𝙡 𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙢𝙮𝙨𝙚𝙡𝙛 𝙪𝙨𝙚𝙛𝙪𝙡, 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙣.❞
"damn it!"
you winced and gripped the dirt beneath your hands, feeling it dig under your nails. above you stood your most trustworthy knight, kazuha, smiling down at you with a hint of pity. you pushed yourself to your feet and shook off the faint ache in your wrist from swinging your sword, frustration encouraging you to continue.
"are you certain it's a good idea to carry on?" he asked. "you've gotten quite a few scrapes, your highness."
"i don't care," you huffed, switching to a battle-ready position. "keep going."
he sighed, lifting his own blade, "you seem unusually aggressive, did your father say something again?"
your swords clashed together as you initiated, gritting your teeth, "of course not, why would you think that? not as if he's been constantly harassing me about marriage!"
"so that's what it is," he mumbled, forcing you backward and slicing toward your mid-section. in retaliation, you blocked his attack and raised your hands, bringing your blade down over his head. thankfully, he was able to step aside, but you shifted trajectory with his movements and aimed toward his side, grazing his skin briefly before he pushed your weapon away with his own.
"i mean, can you blame me for being angry!?" you snapped, relentlessly attacking him with each sway of your arms. "both him and mother! they rarely listen because their word is law, and even though i'm their child, they continue to ignore my wishes and insist that this is better for my happiness!"
