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“Hey, Pretty Boy,” Aranea said with a chuckle as she launched herself lance first into her first encounter with Prince Noctis Lucis Calem. “Let’s see what you can do.”
Prince Noctis was a great dance partner. He was fast. His warping ability allowed him to fight both in the air and on the ground. He was also skilled enough to give Aranea a run for her money. She smiled, as she parried a strike of his sword and was enjoying herself as they fought. It was rare for her to actually have to work for her victory. A worthy adversary was so hard to come by these days.
All too soon she reached the end of the time on her contract. It was a shame that she wouldn’t get to see this fight to its conclusion. She would have liked to test him further. See exactly how well that sword of his held up against her lance. Then again, at least this way she’d get paid for this dance and still get another chance to toy with him.
With a final thrust of her lance, Aranea retreated to a higher vantage point as she waited for her ship to come around for her scheduled pick-up. Mildly, she complained as she peered down at her target, “Awe, is it that time already?”
“What time?” Noctis asked in confusion from the ground below.
“Quittin’ time,” Aranea explained. “Sorry, but this girl doesn’t work after hours. I could but there wouldn’t be a single gil in it for me. We should play again sometime, pretty boy.”
With a smirk, Aranea leapt up into the sky and into her approaching ship, leaving her pretty little boy toy behind. She looked forward to dancing with Prince Noctis again. He really was easy on the eyes. Hopefully next time, she’d have enough time to play with him properly and maybe even get to see if he was as skilled in the bedroom as he was on the battlefield.