The Black Swan

Chapter 11: Falling Down

"How is she?"

"No injuries, she's fine - perhaps just a little shaken after your friendly fight." The nursing attendant reported to Yoonie and Wonyoung, who had been waiting in a panicky state outside the Royal Castle's treatment room. In contrast to her tender and caring nature, her eyes resembled the sharp gaze of a fox. With a head of neatly-combed, short and bronze hair, she donned a set of brown, long-sleeved vest and shirt - with a nametag over her right chest that read "Oh Seunghee".

"What kind of magic did you use on her? You should know better than to unleash your full potential." Seunghee reprimanded Yoonie, who couldn't say anything to defend herself. She was right, and that was final.

"Anyway, she's stable now, you can visit her if you wish." Seunghee informs them, before getting her assistants to follow her out of the treatment room - leaving the girls to check on Chaewon.

Her brown outfit told Yoonie that she belonged to the faction called "The Noble Servant". This was a versatile and adaptable faction that recruited magicians and non-magicians alike - whether they were graduates of the Allied Academies or just looking for jobs. Their main purpose - to serve the Kingdom in non-violent methods. They provide the country's most renowned craftsmen, toolsmiths, butlers, and many other essential services required to keep the Kingdom running - and healing professionals, like Seunghee.

"Chaewon!" Yoonie notices Chaewon struggling to sit up from her supine position, running over to help prop her body up with a pillow...

...and with careless fingers, lightly grazes her bosom.

Yoonie retracted her hand quickly, but Chaewon turns and returns her stare. Their eyes met for a moment - and things became (surprisingly) sensual.

"Yah!" Chaewon leaned away from Yoonie, covering her chest with her arms. "What are you doing!!!" She chided the girl, who looked on apologetically with much embarrassment. "At least not in front of Wonyoung, and in the treatment room!"

"And who said you could call me by my name?"

"I didn't mean it!" Yoonie lapsed into a frenzy of apologies, coaxing Chaewon that she didn't mean to touch/outrage her modesty/feel her bodice.

"Sorry, Ms Chaewon... And for causing you this much hurt in that fight." Yoonie bowed down to her knees in her sincerest apologies.

"Hey, it's alright - it's also my responsibility as your tutor to understand how your magic works." Chaewon eased the tension between them. "And I must say, you have some really vile magic up your sleeves."

"Yea," Wonyoung added, telling of what she observed as a spectator of their duel. "It even felt like you really weren't holding back when you fought Ms Chaewon - like you were a completely different person."