Walking back to the school showed only little challenge to Estalet since she knew her way around the woods like the back of her own hand, though she did have some difficulty at explaining why she was returning so later to the school. You can bet that Elder Retsame made her scrub the halls and dust the small useless vases littered at every corner and next to doors for the entire night, even 'till morning to finish the cleaning she had missed at doing earlier. Though now she hadn't bathed and did not look even presentable at all, she had to, for today was the day that the Captain of the High Guards came!
Pausing to take a break and wiping her face for a moment from the heat and humidity, Estalet had somehow managed to clean the whole main hall, in exception of the ceiling. How she managed to finish with enough time to spare, she'll maybe never know, but that wasn't what she was determined to focus on, she focused on how to finish her current issues which began to build with every thought.
Good to the rushing high guard in training, no one had stopped her on her way out to go back to what she called a home to try to get ready in time, she remembered for a second that if you are a high guard too young, you would live at the school until you were older. Opening the door with a creaky, but soft 'thud' and momentarily looking at her small bed, she determined that she will have to live without getting a wink of sleep today. Ever so recently bathed and dried the high guard quickly clothed herself in a clean set of her usual green and white mandatory guard uniform that she didn't mind wearing unlike the other girls in the school whom would bicker and would rather wear formal dresses.
After she thought to be fit enough to return outside she exited the small home running immediately to see what time of the day it was; She determined it was only around 10:00 in the morning. Breathing in a desired breath, Estalet let out a sigh that fogged up the area around her chin.
"You are up for patrol slightly early, what brings you to be?", a familiar feminine voice asks the guard in training from a small distance away.
"The earlier, the better I'd like to say and its not like I am busy today, got my cleaning and preparing finished yesterday", Estalet says as she twists her head to the side to regard one of her teachers appearance.
"It has been a while since you've learned to not be spooked from being approached from behind...", the teacher was heard partially, since at that moment was when Estalet recalled that exact day even if it was many, many years ago.
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9 years ago
The younger high guard in training was standing silently, lost, , staring off into space inside one of the halls of the high guard training school when a light-pale eyed, blond haired figured approached from behind.
"Boo!", the eleven year old young high guard whispered into the eight year old Estalet's ear.
The younger high guard let out a high pitch shriek with eyes starting to tear up. Suddenly she was spun around and light green eyes met with pale ones.
"Awe, the wittle nwew bwaby gonna cwy all over again?", the older figure muttered into Estalet's ear threateningly.
When the substance that pooled in the young girl's eyes was finally overfilled, it leaked into a steady stream down her cheeks.
"Leave me alone Lonny, please", asked Estalet in a shaky soft voice, she squeezed her eyes shut in embarrassment when she noticed she and Lonny were gathering a crowd of attention.
"You and me both know your wishes will never come true", the slave driver of a girl muttered clearly audible to her tormentee with a large grin.
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FantasyThe life of avoiding corruption, dodging assassinations, and trying to escape the past. After the youngest years, a female is unintentionally tested for the strength, skills, and knowledge she is unsure of. - Still only a high-guard in training and...