You and Marth are childhood friends, but one day you had to leave with out any explanation. Now you are the best assassin in the whole kingdom of Altea. You are tasked with the assassination of the leader of a group of bandits, until you have a fate...
The day had finally arrived. The day where I would meet him in person. So far we had only communicated through a single letter, but one was enough. I though I was alone, the last of my family, and even though most of the ones I knew treated me like shit, the care put into the wording of the letter, the nickname, and fear for my well being was enough to tell me that this person cared for me. In a way only a few people ever have.
"Oh! Milady! this one would look wonderful on you!"
"No you must try this one on first!"
"What are you talking about! (f/c) brings out her eyes! She should were this dress!"
And through out all of their nonsense and an overdose on dresses, I was able to conjurer that thought. Maybe the fear of meeting him over took the fear of the maids burying me in a pile of dresses. But enough of that. If I was going to get out of here and finally meet him face to face, I had to pick a dress, try it on, and waltz out of here. I looked around at all of the dresses they put out on the floor, hug on door ways, and fitted up on mannequins. Through out the chaos I saw a dress that had just been tossed aside. They said it was 'too plain' and that I would 'look like a pirate' so I never got a good look at it. I picked it up went into another room while they were arguing, put it on and walked out. I slammed the door a little excessively, to get there attention.
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(this is your dress)
It was a simple single color dress with a corset around the middle. I may look like a pirate but, fuck it. I liked it, so I was gonna wear it. Before I could say just that, they started squealing. Not gonna lie I thought they were gonna explode.
"OH MY GOODNESS! Milady, I never though that you would be able to pull off a dress like that! It looks wonderful!" The rest agreed, and decided on my makeup and hairstyle for the evening. They always seam to enjoy dressing me up like a doll, I guess they get a kick out of it.
~~~Time skip~~~
boom boom
I stepped through the halls of the castle, the sound of my heart beat over powering the sound of my heavy steps, and the click of wedges beneath my heals.
boom boom boom boom
The two wooden doors seamed so far away, and with every step I took it felt as if i was taking three steps back, at this rate I will never get there.
boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom
I would be the last one there, I just know it. I would open the doors and all eyes would fly too me. I would search for him in the sea of faces unknown to me before Marth would snap me out of my trance. I would listen to the meeting and then we would meet.
Would he be as kind and accepting as I was led to believe? Would he be like (b/n) and care for me? Or would all my hopes be for naught and he just wanted me for something. Or wanted me dead.
