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“Thank you for your help, miss. I daresay I’d be in much worse shape if it weren’t for your magic.” Absently, he runs a hand over his newly-healed wound.

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“Princess Elise,” Deep voice is quiet, soft as he speaks to the Nohrian princess. Boots crunch against the grass, gentle in his movements as he steps towards her. His height is leaned, arms crossed over his chest as he watches the young girl, gaze intent on watching her actions.

“What is it that you are doing there?” The question is sincere, curious as he observes how her fingers twine stems of flowers together, weaving them to and fro like one would weave a basket.

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“Ah - Elise. Seeing your hair like that brings back memories of when we were younger.” Leo mused before realizing that the princess in front of him was not the Crown Princess of Nohr, but a younger version of her. “Wait - you’re not my sister I know.”

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❝ Perfect! ❞ The tigress’ ears twitched happily atop her head as she looked over the finished meal, a bright smile on her face as she just put the finishing touches. Rice, steamed vegetables and some delicious looking honey soy beef strips. It was rare to come across such good ingredients while on the war path, but talk about luck in the neighbouring town! She was just about to see who she could round up for lunch when the sound of footsteps inside the mess hall caught Lihwa’s attention, causing her to peer outside the kitchen.

❝ Oh, Princess Elise! You’re just in time for lunch! ❞

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Morning Stroll || Closed RP with yuelise

Madea sometimes tended to cause trouble with authority, especially ever since she came to Cheve when she was fourteen.

Stealing important items, messing with enemy supplies, helping the rebellion whenever she could.

Of course, she blamed her troublemaking on her blindness, saying she didn’t know any better, that she couldn’t tell the difference.

But it was just an act.

She was just a small, scared girl, and being a nuisance was just her way of coping with her grief.

Today, though, the diviner had heard that some of the royals were visiting.

Madea was out for a “walk”, and brushed passed a group of people. She assumed they were royals by the way they spoke. Reaching into one of their pockets, the diviner snatched up something small and continued on her way, pausing for only a moment to tuck it into the waistband of her dress.