[Xaden x Y/n] Love on the Parapet

Chapter 1

It's me. 

First, I'm sorry I couldn't reply to any of your letters for the past year. Even though I had told you that first years aren't allowed to write or receive any letters home anyway before I left. 

The first year had been terrible. I can't put much information about that in a letter, but just know that it was enough for me to think of you every time I thought I couldn't take it anymore. And thanks to you, I passed. I made it. I'm in my second year now, and that means I'm still alive. And can finally write to you. 

But enough about me. How are you? 

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The last few days have been....probably the worst days of the entire year. I hope I didn't worry you too much by not writing back While the second year has its perks, like dying to get your letter the whole week, it sure is hell. But all the negativity aside, the breakfast here today was like bliss after the terrible few days I had, and it reminded me of the pancakes we used to make together back at home. Not as good as yours, but warm enough for me to savour them. 

I'll get through the next few months knowing that next year, you'll be here with me. Not the best place to be, but even the most terrible places always felt like home because you were there.

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I know you want to always hear more about me, but today's about you. However excited we may be about finally seeing each other after all this time, the Conscription Day is in a few weeks. And that day isn't to be taken lightly. Even for you, Y/n. Do you feel ready? 

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Remember to never look down. Don't stop, keep your constant speed. 

You probably already know this, but you can only bring what you can carry. Try to reduce the things you have to carry that will slow you down. 

I'll be waiting on the other side. 

Love, Xaden.

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Y/n's pov

You sigh, tucking in Xaden's letter into your leathers, his letter one of the small number of items you are carrying into the college, for luck. Pulling your hair into a bun, you strap the matching black quiver and bow higher on your shoulder, staring at the gigantic place in front of you surrounded by grey clouds. The other candidates rush past you, their parents also following them around before the last sign for the candidates to start the assessment. You feel two pairs of eyes on you, one brown, the other.... a mixture of blue and hazel. Their gaze slips down to the rebellion relic peeking through your hood. Pulling your armor higher up on yourself, you walk past them, clutching the strap of your quiver and putting your head through the other side to secure it onto yourself better.