#grumpygladiator

[hcngyu]

@grumpy-gladiator ;;

“Here... you were fighting in the arena today, am I right?” The princess asked while extending her hand towards the man in the cell, revealing a package she was holding. “It’s medicine for your wounds. I am sorry I cannot do more than that for you and your comrades.”

[laetationis]

grumpy-gladiator replied to your post:

You should train more and get more muscles. Yeah....

What muscles. Can’t see any muscles.

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“That shall do...” The girl happily rested her hands on her hips, looking at the two finished beds. She wasn’t too used to such work. Fighting, guiding a carriage all that were things she was able to do but making a bed? She never had possessed one besides the years in the palace or in Sindria and there she always had servants do such work for her. 

With a hum she walked over to a window, grabbing a cloak while doing so to wrap herself in before looking out. “Hey, do you think we can get more woods from the forest? It’s getting really cold and a fire would be nice.” Of course she could just use Amon but the dagger hang behind her on the wall as if it was simply decoration. Sometimes Ali wondered if the djinn inside was angry that she had decided to follow this kind of life.

           “I wanna go to the village later as well, care to come with me? Or              will you stay here? The girls are gossiping about you all day:             how handsome and mysterious you are with that dark glare of             yours.”