Miss Athena’s Guild

⟬ Two weeks later. ⟭ 

Ptolema looked around the Brazen Guard war camp. She stood guard since Guild Snowy Village was on one of the outer perimeters. It was a little lonely, but everyone else was doing more important things... weapons' maintenance, scouting, other prep...

It seemed everyone was being extra nice to her, insisting that she take the 'easiest' jobs, as of late... It was often annoying... but also... nice at the same time. 

She did like the others showing that they cared... as strict as she thought she was. 

She also liked having privacy. 

...And she did get sore in the most bothersome places. 

She took a quick look to ensure that no one was watching... Once she was certain, she decided to massage her tender chest. 

"Hey, Ptolema! How's it--"