The Divine Conspiracy [ p ]
Nov 15, 2015 21:24:45 GMT -5
Post by Kendra on Nov 15, 2015 21:24:45 GMT -5
How many years had passed?
Two, if she wasn't mistaken. Possibly less, but with how busy the King and Queen kept her schedule, it didn't much matter. Training recruits, keeping herself in practice. And now she found herself with a new assignment. It wasn't what she expected, not in the least - But if it kept the royal family safe that was all that mattered. She knew of their daughter, though their interactions were lacking. Polite nods, assistance when needed. Nothing personal, and certainly nothing like what they were currently faced with.
Protect the princess.
If someone had told Kendra that would be her assignment in the future, she would have simply laughed. In that case, she also would have had a hardy laugh if she had been told at her recruitment that she would end up besting multiple tournaments and being a force on the battlefield. Maybe when she had only been eight years old and was dreaming of one day holding a sword for her king. Although, beginning training at fourteen had certainly shaped her into the serious person she become in the twenty years since those silly dreams.
"Your highness, may I enter?" She called through the thick wooden door while armored knuckles rapped on the surface. Her stance shifted as she waiting, adjusting her gauntlets and making certain the banner of their kingdom was properly situated under her pauldron. She wore it with pride.
"I've been asked to assist you with your clothing and supplies."
Two, if she wasn't mistaken. Possibly less, but with how busy the King and Queen kept her schedule, it didn't much matter. Training recruits, keeping herself in practice. And now she found herself with a new assignment. It wasn't what she expected, not in the least - But if it kept the royal family safe that was all that mattered. She knew of their daughter, though their interactions were lacking. Polite nods, assistance when needed. Nothing personal, and certainly nothing like what they were currently faced with.
Protect the princess.
If someone had told Kendra that would be her assignment in the future, she would have simply laughed. In that case, she also would have had a hardy laugh if she had been told at her recruitment that she would end up besting multiple tournaments and being a force on the battlefield. Maybe when she had only been eight years old and was dreaming of one day holding a sword for her king. Although, beginning training at fourteen had certainly shaped her into the serious person she become in the twenty years since those silly dreams.
"Your highness, may I enter?" She called through the thick wooden door while armored knuckles rapped on the surface. Her stance shifted as she waiting, adjusting her gauntlets and making certain the banner of their kingdom was properly situated under her pauldron. She wore it with pride.
"I've been asked to assist you with your clothing and supplies."
