Jejejellyfishlover
Why do you survive? A question with a question as clear as glass yet to some, more unclear than ever.
The most important thing to survive, is to have a reason to even do so. Yourself, just for the sake of it, anyone, anything. My love. A disease. A cure. Futility. Asche, a war orphan desired by most elites for her skilled servitude, has lost her only purpose in life. For what reason must she continue?
"Go away..."
Ah... Ah voice so pitiful. A death wish, her last mission.
A disgraced prince, stripped of his title as a royal and now adopted by a marquess. With a grieved heart, she has decided to take on an unwanted job by most.
"Young master. Asche, at your service."
It's her last so she may very well give it her all.