Six

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Your room is right here," Evelyn announced, opening the door.

The room was spacious, with walls painted a soothing dark blue instead of the stark white of the previous room. White curtains covered the windows, and I noticed two beds placed opposite each other.

"You'll be sharing this room with someone," Evelyn explained.

I nodded.

One wall was dominated by two small wardrobes, while a long dressing mirror adorned the other. A slightly ajar door revealed a cream-tiled bathroom and toilet. It was a stark contrast to my room back in the village, reminding me of life before the war.

It had been two days since I woke up here, and I had been persistently asking the general to let me leave. However, the bald man had consistently refused.

Finally giving up on his help, I decided to find another way out. The question was when and how?

"This one's yours," Evelyn said, bringing my attention back to her.

She stood in front of the first wardrobe. I walked over as she opened it, revealing a colorful array of clothes.

"These are all yours, and if anything doesn't fit, which is unlikely since most of them are tailored to your measurements, there's a seamstress in the other building who can help," she explained.

I nodded, a multitude of questions swirling in my mind about how they knew my measurements and prepared the clothes so quickly. But I chose to focus on the beautiful garments before me, a luxury I had lost in my village.

"There's a welcoming party for all the newbies in Safe Land, and you're expected to be there," Evelyn informed me.

That caught my interest. A welcoming party?

I turned my gaze to her. If I had a choice, I would never want to be seen anywhere near Evelyn. She was effortlessly beautiful, a constant reminder of how inadequate I felt. Today, she wore a peach-colored floral dress that accentuated her curves and showcased her legs. I didn't even want to think about what I was wearing. Her long red hair was styled in a high ponytail, making her stunning face stand out even more.

"Do you have any questions?" she asked.

I paused my visual inspection. "Where and when is this party?"

Her eyes lit up even more, "It starts at six. Don't worry, I'll take you there."

"Why are you so excited?" I inquired.

She sighed, "All we do within these walls is train, train, and train some more. Only the general and a few chosen hunters get to leave for missions. I've only been outside once when I was part of his team. You have no idea how monotonous it gets. But today..." She grinned. "There's a party for the first time in forever. Everyone's excited to finally take a break from training and have some fun."

I forced a smile. The thought of a party meant being around people, something I didn't want or enjoy.

"Is it mandatory?" I asked.

She nodded, "Yes, it is."

The idea of attending a party was already painful, but the fact that I had no choice made it even worse.

"I'll leave you to settle in," she said, smiling at me and heading towards the door.

"Evelyn," I called, stopping her.

She turned, still smiling. "Yes?"

"Thank you, and I'm sorry for being rude when I first woke up," I apologized.

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