HER MAJESTY, A SWORDSWOMAN

"I refused the engagement." Should I express my gratitude? What does it have to do with me, exactly? It's early in the morning. Don't get it started. I'm disgusted just by seeing her face and hearing her little tweety voice. What am I supposed to say?

"Oh, wonderful, you're not idiot enough for choosing your own image. You're not meant to marry him anyway. He's disgusting along with his father." I respond as I continue to eat my breakfast. Serina, who's standing beside me let out a little yawn.

"I don't care about my image—"

"Did you have a restless night?" I asked as I continue to eat my breakfast. "I'm fine." My eyebrows meet as soon as I heard her chippy voice.

"I'm not talking to you. Are you my maid? Well, having you to serve me as a servant isn't bad in my hearings, Lithia. I might accept that." It felt awkward since she was abruptly silent. GOODIE. The tweety bird's mouth has finally been SHUT.

"I can't sleep last night, Your Majesty. It could be due to several knights passing down the corridor." That reminds me, I heard those large steps last night as well.

"The hallway is not a training ground father." He coughs and glances at me. "I need to tighten the palace's security." He simply answer. Perhaps someone may be plotting to assassinate the Royal Family.

I will be glad if they'd come into my room. I need some exercise as I'm not allowed to hold my sword. A Princess should be gentle, do crochet, and stay well mannered, they say. But I'm far too attractive to be that type of wife. I'd rather kick my own prince charming into the ground till he pass away.

"I guess you're scared to die this early, I understand, father." But a bad omen doesn't die easily. What is he afraid of?

"Tell the knights to keep it down, Your Highness. I don't want anyone to interrupt me when I'm sleeping or it'll cost them their life." It is actually a threat that I would do, honestly. Especially if it's intentional. You're already aware of how I cut someone's tongue.

It was juicy~

"They're just making sure that we're safe, Hel." Mother says as she rubs my hand. Begging for me to stop talking at the dining table.

"In a scene where the culprit hears the hero coming, can the hero still catch the suspect if the culprit's aware of his presence already? He might've the chance to kill the hero instead. You know that mother. You're both smart and pretty."

I stand up as I finished my breakfast. "Now, if you'll excuse me," As I closed the door, I can hear father's mouth; complimenting things about her beautiful daughter. Which is me. Who else do you think is pretty? Lithia? You must be inexplicably insane.

Complimenting me with snide remarks that I'm expecting to hear. But come on, Is that it? I've heard them a bunch of times. I want to hear a unique one.

"Perhaps I might pay a visit to those bunch of morons." I'm talking about those knights who really wants me to cut their feet off. TOO NOISY for guarding a quiet palace in the night.

As we went straight to the knight's camp, they all stop their swordfights, looking at me with their disgusting sweaty faces.

"Greetings, Your Majesty." They said as they bow.

"Topless knights. What a revolting sight to see first thing in the morning. Lithia must be getting easy to all of you. I guess she's enjoying the view." They remains in silence as they starts to dress themselves.

"Your Majesty?" It's been a while since I've last saw her. She's working too hard, I see.

"Van, isn't it?" I don't really remember. I have many matters in my hands. "It's Vien, Your Majesty." I look at the other knights as I've remembered what she said back then.

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"I just wanted her majesty to acknowledge me as a knight of the palace. If you don't see me in that way, then I'll be invisible in the eyes of others."

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I remember she wanted to be acknowledged.

"Are you a knight or a housewife?" They dare to laugh at her after I asked such stupid question. Shouldn't they be mad instead? My question is offensive for a knight.

"A knight, Your Majesty." But then she gave a clear response and even bowed respectfully. "You must fight with the General if you want these ignorant men to acknowledge you." The boy, who's chuckling a little while ago, straighten up his body as he steps forward.

He's not a man if he didn't step forward to protect his people. Well, his body is well built tho, but not quite handsome I'll give him 0.5/10.

I rarely rate someone. He better appreciate my compliment.

Give me some entertainment. I want a real sword clicking. What is training for? I'd like to see some bloodbaths. "The one who'll stay alive will win." They both looked at me as I stated the rules.

"What? Swords are meant to kill people in war. Unless you're both a scaredy cats, that is." The knights stare at me in astonishment, whispering to each other like a bumble bee.

'I'd like to know how much you improved in these days, Miss Knight.' Father might chastise me after this. But, as they say, what's done is done.

"Start the fight. Don't make me wait for too long." They stand in position as they both glances in my directions.

"Should I get something for you, Your Majesty?"

"No. Just take a seat next to me. Watch, or take a little nap. I don't want to catch a falling maid who hasn't gotten enough sleep." It's not my cup of tea.

I look at the knights as the swords start clicking. KENJUTSU. It is a form of sword fighting that has no boundaries or limitations and stresses a quick fighting style. It's more about accurate striking skills and swordplay.

The basic feature of a martial arts sword fight is a quick strike. This is where one hand remains on the panel of the sword and the other on the ridge of the blade. The posture allows for a quick strike with the sword. The main target is the collar, wrist, neck, and chest. The quick strike technique can strengthen your forearm, wrist, and muscles. It also enhances hand-eye coordination.

In this case, I know that Vien will lose.

In a swordfight, the speed of the eyes must cooperate with the rest of the body or it may cause a great injury. As the for the General, he was a complete moron.

The only thing that seems to work is his body that weights too much. His brain is nothing, but a piece of shit.

A head lands in my thighs as the swords continue to click. As much I wanted to wake her up, I feel responsible for her weariness.

She's been working a lot to accompany me. Now that I think about it, she'll get up extra early, simply to open my curtains.

She'll wake up at dawn because she might think that I'm awake at any moment. Her room's near to the kitchen, but didn't complain about the small features and called it big instead.

She referred to the palace as her home. And she's scared to be thrown away. Aside from giving her material things, I never really give her time to rest. As I would always whines and complains about her imperfections.

I gently stroked her hair, as she let out a little smile. "My thighs are far too attractive to be used as a pillow, you fool." I whisper as I tried to look at the knights who's been watching me for quite some time.

Let alone their stares and curiosity kills them. I have a fight to watch.

"Your Majesty..." This woman even dream of me. How bold she is. I return my gaze to Vien as the General spit blood on the ground as it was hit on his left part stomach.

The sword thrust is one of the main fighting techniques of kenjutsu. The strategy behind thrusting is to first lure your opponent into an ill-timed strike. This is accomplished through a subterfuge. Fake your intention to draw your opponent in and then perform a forward thrust, targeting the face or chest.

"Kill him." I ordered, but Vien swing her sword over her head in a fast, circular motion as she slides the blade into the sheath.

"Is this all entertainment for you?" The answer is way too obvious.

"It is." She stares at me as if she would devour my existence.

"Then how about having a duel with me, Your Majesty? I've heard that you know how to swing a sword."

"Are you sure you want to deal with me?" I asked as I gently laid my maid's head on the bench.

"What will I get if I win?" I asked with a smile.

"Your Majesty will decide." Now this is what I call an entertainment.