❝𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘱𝘪𝘵𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘱𝘦𝘰𝘱𝘭𝘦 𝘮𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬, 𝘪'𝘮 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘢𝘯 ❛𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘱𝘪𝘥❜ 𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘷𝘪𝘥𝘶𝘢𝘭. 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘪'𝘮 𝘵𝘳𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘰 𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘥. 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶.❞ 🌱
in which a girl learns to become an intrepid individual in t...
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"I can feel my soul paint glittery footsteps in my wake. "
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CLING! THE SOUNDS OF METAL SWORDS being thrown to the floorboards of a weapons shop, rang through the walls in haste. "Damn...doesn't this old geezer have smaller weapons..?"
L/N Y/N was getting quite annoyed with the fact that she had to push her hair out her face as her and her best friend, Son Hak, quickly searched around for weapons.
"Ah!! Wha!? Lord Hak..?! P-Princess Y/N..?!"
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To the sound of the owner's voice, Y/N grinned nervously at him, still pushing a strand of hair from her [e/c] eyes while Hak dismissed him. "What are you two doing??! Going through my merchandise in the middle of the night!?"
"Sorry, old man."
The 19-year-old made a tick-mark, clicking her teeth at how insensitive Hak was towards the old man.
"What he means to say..is were sorry for waking you up..." However, the man didn't seem to care much about being awoken in the middle of the night, (though that did attribute to his annoyance), "No that's not the problem..it's my door...it's all broken.."
To the complain, Y/N was quick to childishly put all the blame on the ravenette, "That was Hak!" To which he glared at his best friend, pushing the side of her head with his hand.
"We're gonna..need bows and daggers.." Hak voice had suddenly made a bitter tone of melancholy, as he dragged his fingers against a *Tanto he held. "Are you two going hunting?"