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“What if i dont WANT another knight, what if i wanted to keep the other one!” A voice shouts, they emphasise their words with a growl. “Ren, darling, the last knight died on the battle field… i cant just bring her back to life, necromancy isn’t real! Im trying my best!” Another voice replied, loud but calmer than hers.
“Well try harder! If she was supposed to protect me why was she sent out on the battlefield in the first place, huh? Is it because you hate me or something!?” The girl stood up, her chair (or much so throne) scrapes against the floor and tumbles backwards with a bang.
“No ren, i dont hate you, none of us do! We were low on knights and i had to send her out, otherwise dogwarts would be in flames right now, the enemies would be closer and you wouldn’t even be close to a princess!” The other voice replied, growing louder and more sinister as if getting close to their breaking point.
“I hate you, Etho! I hate you so much, why dont you go back to praising your other kids like BDUBS, im sure you would NEVER SEND THEIR KNIGHTS OUT AND GET THEM KI-“ rens voice was cut off by a loud smack sound, and before she knew it her cheek stung and the tears in her eyes stung even more.
“… im… im sorry ren, your new knight will be here soon…” etho whispered, getting out of his chair and walking out leaving a crying ren to defend herself.
“… i hate you… i hate you so much.” She whispered into the air, she knew no one could hear her. After saying that, ren walked off towards her room, the bottom of her dress catching on a few loose floorboards and her heels clicking against the floor.
She knew her father meant no harm, at least she had convinced herself he didn’t. Once she reached her room all of the things she had learnt today finally started to crash down on her, making her feel like she was carrying the world on her shoulders.
She sat down on her bed and just started sobbing while taking off her heels and dress. She had been best friends with her knight for a few years so her dying broke rens heart more than anything, not even the pain of being beheaded or stabbed could compare to her loss, at least, thats what she thought.
She wanted so desperately to be able to hate her dad, but despite everything, she couldn’t. She wanted to hate him for getting her knight killed, but he needed to send the knight to keep defending dogwarts… she couldn’t bring herself to blame him.
As she got into a fresh dress, she couldn’t help but think of the other thing etho had mentioned… her new knight. Her father had not specified if the knight was female nor male, wether the knight was tall or strong or- well- able to defend her.
As much as ren didn’t want to admit it, she was silently praying it was another girl knight… all the male knights she had in the past were either HORRIBLE at defending her, tried to flirt with her or talked about the jester being… hot with her- yeah it was a lot.
Once ren finished slipping on her new dress, she looked in the mirror. She wore a long, puffy dress made of gorgeous red silk with white spikes at the bottom to symbolise dogwarts as a kingdom. The puffed sleeves had white stars scattered across them to symbolise the darkness that came with red winter.
She smiled, she looked gorgeous. Honestly, this made her feelings for etho go from trying to hate to… eh.. the dress fit perfectly around her waist. She sat down on her bed and opened her bedside table drawer up, grabbing her ink pot, feather pen and leather diary.
She found a comfortable enough position to lie in, opened her diary, dipped her feather pen in ink and started writing.
“Dear diary
03/12/19??
“Today father (etho) informed me my knight had unfortunately passed away on the battlefield. It broke my heart as me and this knight had been friends since… a few years ago, maybe 2017? Not that it matters that much. I shouted at father, rightfully so, and he argued back saying that he was doing his best. During the heat of the argument, he slapped me and it hurt… physically and emotionally. I know i should not have argued with him anyways, and it was unladylike of me to do that. During the argument he told me that i was getting a new knight, which may distract me from my broken heart and misery of my now favourite knight being dead. Im straight, obviously, but i would MUCH prefer a woman knight over a male knight any week of the month (i think thats how they say it). I mean i guess its OKAY if its a guy… but they usually arent as strong and competent as woman, i mean i dont think they should have unequal rights or anything, i just prefer woman… IN A STRAIGHT WAY… but im really excited, maybe, just maybe, me and them can be the bestest of friends! As long as father doesnt SHIP THEM ONTO THE BATTLEFIELD AGAIN WITHOUT TELLING ME ANYTHING… anyways, i have to go as my dad, or someone else will probably collect me to go and meet my new knight soon!! Fare well me!!”
Ren smiled down at her leather diary before carefully closing it, ensuring she doesnt smudge any of the ink. She slides the diary back into her drawer along side the ink and feather quill. She had become more excited about meeting her new knight and it had on fact distracted her from the loss of her previous one!
It wasn’t long before she got a knock on her bedroom door and a knight guiding her to the throne room to meet her new knight, ren had an unusual bounce in her step this time.