Descent of a God

Kathyln I

|Jude|

(A/N: Dense mc trope no more.)

As I woke up in my spacious and slightly luxurious bedroom in the palace, I felt a sense of ennui wash over me. The routine of daily training with Galahad had become tedious, and I longed for something to break the monotony.

I reluctantly made my way to the training ground, where Galahad was already waiting for me. Though I considered him to be my Master, having taught me many valuable mana techniques to complement my swordsmanship, I couldn't shake the feeling that something was off today.

Galahad surprised me by announcing that our training would only last an hour. This was highly unusual, and I couldn't help but feel curious about the sudden change in schedule. However, I knew better than to question my Master and simply nodded in agreement.

Our training began, and I pushed myself to keep up with Galahad's rigorous pace. Despite my efforts, exhaustion soon overtook me, and I collapsed to the ground. Galahad seemed equally drained and suggested we take a break.

After resting for a few minutes, Galahad declared that it was time to go. Confused but intrigued, I followed him to my room, where he presented me with fancy clothing to wear. I quickly changed into the garments and joined Galahad outside, where an envoy was waiting for us.

Galahad nodded his approval at my appearance, and we set off on our mysterious errand, the anticipation making me feel alive with excitement for the first time in what felt like ages.

|Kathyln|

As the princess of Sapin, I had met countless noble boys who lacked maturity and behaved impulsively, much like my own brother. But then, there was Jude. His presence in the VIP seating immediately caught my attention. His sharp features, jet black hair, and striking emerald eyes made for a truly handsome appearance.

Jude exuded confidence and didn't bow down to royalty. He even stood up to my father, defeating the Royal Guards with ease. While he showed a lack of composure when it came to his family, he still had a cool mind and knew his limits. He calculated that he could insult my father without consequences, but also that the Royal Guards would attack him and bring shame upon themselves.

Seeing a true man in action was an amazing feeling. Jude was hot-blooded, but knew when to strike, and had the composure and strength to back it up. Even Master Galahad had taken notice of Jude's potential and took him in as a disciple, which only added to my interest in him.

Master Galahad wasn't interested in training me as a conjurer, but he did see potential in my brother and occasionally trained him. He was another great man in Dicathen, with strength that could easily pressure even my father.

Despite being intrigued by Jude, I knew it would be improper for a princess to meet with a commoner. But after he became Master Galahad's disciple, his status rose above even high nobles, so I seized the opportunity to formally invite him to meet with me.

I had a sudden urge to invite Jude to a mini tea party, to get to know him better. It wasn't a grand event, just an intimate gathering between the three of us. I spent hours picking out the perfect dress and styling my hair to look my best for him.

My brother caught wind of the plan and insisted on joining in, despite my reservations. I reluctantly agreed, hoping he wouldn't ruin the atmosphere.

As we waited for Jude's arrival, I couldn't help but feel nervous. I caught a glimpse of him walking in with Master Galahad, and my heart skipped a beat. Why was I feeling this way? I couldn't quite understand the emotions stirring inside me.

|Jude|

I received a surprise from my Master Galahad that day: an invitation to a tea party with the Prince and Princess of the kingdom. It was an unexpected honor, considering my commoner status and brief interaction with them in the past. However, my Master explained that the royal siblings preferred spending time with individuals who valued humility and integrity, traits that were highly valued by their mother, the Queen.