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god, FUCKING GOD...MY DRESS IS RUINED!!!...RUINED!!! how am i supposed to be survive like like, omg so much blood too, not that my savior cares!! like god could daddy send a crueler 'knight in shining armor'? NOO! and now i must suffer not only the cold but fashion disaster! and the worst part is my bare nails! how is a girl to live with bare nails? SHE CANT! like god you'd think a lady would atleast be given a vanity when she gets kidnapped, but NOOOO, suffer i must for no one treats a lady right nowadays~
oh but where am i? some stupid ruins a month away from court, because some moronic politician thought of using me as a captive and that daddy negotiates, he only kills~ like any man should for a lady! but it's past that now, i must face and see my savior head on. his sword was big...or did he even have a sword? was it even a he? why cant i seem to care? oh I KNOW, MY DRESS IS RUINED!!! god and my silk gloves too! does that ruffian knows how expensive my gloves are?? evidently not!
i've been trying to clean off the blood with the snow for a while as my 'hero' pretends to be heroic by checking if the corpses are dead, honestly at this point the kidnappers and their terrible mage who honestly thought daddy's mage's wouldn't be able to track me sound more civilized than daddy's knight! though i do hope the stories of haunted ruins and old Serai are simply fairy tails...i have no intention of running into a unbound Djinn or Ghoul, such barbarity the preternatural can be!