That he does xD
And oooh boy lol
And oooh boy lol
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Hello! This is Buzzingbee! I used to be on here as BuzzBee but I had some trouble. I had issues in real life that made me go off for a while and then when I was going to come back on, passwords, emails, etc were forgotten and lost. xD But I'm back and ready to jump into where I left off!
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The two knights stood opposite to each other, each preparing for their match to begin. Penelope drew her sword with a determined gleam in her gaze. This nobleman had pissed her off in a matter of a few minutes of talking to him and she had every intention to knock his pride down a few bars. "May the best man—or person I suppose, win." Francis said with a respectful nod to her. The gesture nearly made her snort since his words sounded more belittling than respectful in her opinion. She didn't know how Beatrix could put up with such a man.
Beatrix frowned, casting Penelope a concerned look. The female knight wanted to assure her friend she had faced far worse foes than her husband but knew better than to say anything in front of her opponent's face. Instead she just ignored the look and kept her green eyes trained on her enemy. "We're ready, Beatrix. Give the signal whenever you want to." she instructed her friend who would be acting as a officiator over their match. Bee nodded her head and stepped forward, raising her hand up and then swiftly lowering it to signal that the match had officially begun.
The match didn't last long.
Penelope charged squarely for Francis, their wooden swords meeting rather heatedly. A few blows were traded between the two knights before she saw an opening and whacked his hand with her sword. The sharp pain made him loosen his grip enough for her to knock the practice weapon from his grasp, sending it flying off to the side of them. She didn't give him a chance to recover and raised her wooden sword to rest at his neck before he could make a move to retrieve his weapon. The nobleman froze, looking bewildered and damn near confused on how he had lost the match so suddenly. His expression left the female knight feeling plenty satisfied with her victory.
"Well looks like I win." Penelope mused with an air of mock casualness. She turned her head to look over at Beatrix, who stood there staring rather amazedly at her friend, and gave her a warm smile. "Next time you feel like learning more, be sure to find me." Her gaze drifted onto Francis and a smirk tugged at the corner of her lips. "And feel free to join her, Francis. It might do you some good to brush up on the basics."
Penelope usually wasn't the type to rub in a victory but she couldn't help it after how arrogant the man had been. Knowing she had likely overstayed her welcome, she tossed her wooden sword to the ground and dipped her head to her opponent in a formal manner. "I better be off, supper will be starting soon after all. I'll see you around, Beatrix." she said before turning to walk off. She heard Beatrix offer quiet parting words and felt the glare from Francis burning on her back. However, it hardly bother the knight who was pretty sure she had made her point very clear to the nobleman. With that in mind, she began her walk back into the castle, planning to relax a moment before heading to supper.
Beatrix frowned, casting Penelope a concerned look. The female knight wanted to assure her friend she had faced far worse foes than her husband but knew better than to say anything in front of her opponent's face. Instead she just ignored the look and kept her green eyes trained on her enemy. "We're ready, Beatrix. Give the signal whenever you want to." she instructed her friend who would be acting as a officiator over their match. Bee nodded her head and stepped forward, raising her hand up and then swiftly lowering it to signal that the match had officially begun.
The match didn't last long.
Penelope charged squarely for Francis, their wooden swords meeting rather heatedly. A few blows were traded between the two knights before she saw an opening and whacked his hand with her sword. The sharp pain made him loosen his grip enough for her to knock the practice weapon from his grasp, sending it flying off to the side of them. She didn't give him a chance to recover and raised her wooden sword to rest at his neck before he could make a move to retrieve his weapon. The nobleman froze, looking bewildered and damn near confused on how he had lost the match so suddenly. His expression left the female knight feeling plenty satisfied with her victory.
"Well looks like I win." Penelope mused with an air of mock casualness. She turned her head to look over at Beatrix, who stood there staring rather amazedly at her friend, and gave her a warm smile. "Next time you feel like learning more, be sure to find me." Her gaze drifted onto Francis and a smirk tugged at the corner of her lips. "And feel free to join her, Francis. It might do you some good to brush up on the basics."
Penelope usually wasn't the type to rub in a victory but she couldn't help it after how arrogant the man had been. Knowing she had likely overstayed her welcome, she tossed her wooden sword to the ground and dipped her head to her opponent in a formal manner. "I better be off, supper will be starting soon after all. I'll see you around, Beatrix." she said before turning to walk off. She heard Beatrix offer quiet parting words and felt the glare from Francis burning on her back. However, it hardly bother the knight who was pretty sure she had made her point very clear to the nobleman. With that in mind, she began her walk back into the castle, planning to relax a moment before heading to supper.
Yep cx
Oh boy xD meanwhile Penelope's about to kick Francis' ass lmao
Oh boy xD meanwhile Penelope's about to kick Francis' ass lmao
Once Penelope had Beatrix in proper attire for the occasion, she lead the way outside to the training area. The knight grabbed two wooden swords and handed off one to Beatrix. The noblewoman held it awkwardly in her hands, clearly unsure how she was suppose to hold it and waiting for further directions. Penelope went on to fix her friend's form, correcting her gently on what she needed to do. Once she felt that Beatrix had that down, she went on to go over a few basic moves, demonstrating them before making her practice them. Luckily, Beatrix was a rather quick learner. She seemed to follow along and after trying out the moves and stances a few times, she seemed to grow a bit more comfortable with them.
"You're doing good so far." Penelope smiled and raised her wooden sword up at her friend. "I think it's time we put those moves to action though."
"Alright... I hope you're planning on going easy on me." Beatrix said with an timid laugh.
"Of course." Penelope laughed. "It wouldn't be very fair of me if I didn't."
Beatrix nodded and shifted into the defensive stance they had gone over. "Then I'm ready." she said with a firm nod. Penelope eyed her friend with mild surprise. For someone who had been rather reluctant to learn earlier, she suddenly seemed quite a bit more enthusiastic over what they were doing. She was glad that Beatrix had warmed up so fast and was eager to see how she'd handle someone actually throwing swings at her. Penelope was just about to lunge forward to find out but didn't get the chance to as a voice cut in.
"Beatrix?" Penelope turned around to see the man that had accompanied Beatrix at the party, the one she recalled to be Francis. The man knight glanced between the two women bemusedly before focusing his gaze onto his wife. "What's going on here?"
"Oh uh.." Beatrix shifted nervously. "N-Nothing, dear. I was just catching up with Penelope, you remember her from the party don't you?"
Penelope glanced between them before extending her hand to Francis with a polite smile. "Hello again. I was just teaching your wife here a bit about using a sword. Sorry if I was keeping her from something."
"You weren't..." Francis said slowly as he shook her hand. "but I'm worried this isn't an appropriate activity for a noblewoman."
Penelope lowered her hand and narrowed her gaze slightly, immediately disliking his words. "What does that mean?" she questioned him, folding her arms over her chest.
Francis blinked and raised his hands. "I didn't mean any offense. You're impressive lieutenant but it's simply not something I want my wife to have a part in. She has no use for such skills and there's no reason for her to waste time with it."
"Oh dear gods you're one of those.." Penelope grumbled. She was all too familiar with the type. Noblemen like Francis were the reason female knights often had more difficulty being married off. Most wanted wives who knew how to run a home rather than how to fight with a sword and it was clear to her that Francis was one of them. For whatever reason, he clearly thought Beatrix picking up a sword would somehow hurt his image. "Listen, there's always use in learning a bit of self defense and if she wants to learn I don't see any good reason why you should even be able to get in the way of that."
Francis' polite expression wavered slightly as he pursed his lips together. "What reason would she need to learn self defense for?" he questioned with a glance at his wife. "I'm a knight myself, miss Vermillion, and I am plenty capable of protecting her."
"So? I'm sure you're capable but you're certainly not invincible and you won't be around her every second of the day." Penelope snorted. She was about to continue when Beatrix finally spoke up.
"I-it's ok Penelope. Francis is right I really don't need to learn." she said softly, setting down the wooden sword much to Francis' pleasure.
Penelope clenched her jaw. It might not have been her place to intervene but she couldn't handle this arrogant nobleman overseeing what was and wasn't proper for her friend to do. They may have just stepped back into each other's lives but she couldn't just stand aside. Ignoring Beatrix's words she met Francis' gaze challengingly. "Well if you're so confident about your skills how about we have a sparring match? We can even have raised stakes. If I win, Beatrix can continue to learn from me if and when she wishes. If you win, I won't bug her about it again."
Francis hesitated before shaking his head. "If I win, you won't bug her and you'll owe me a favor."
The knight narrowed her eyes. "What kind of favor?"
"You're close with some rather high ranking nobles." Francis mused and shrugged his shoulder. "I don't have anything particular in mind but I'm sure something will come up."
"Penelope you really don't ha—" Beatrix started but didn't finish as Francis shot her a subtle look of warning that went undetected by the female knight.
This bastard... Penelope clenched her jaw. He had practically jumped at the opportunity to get something out of her. "Alright you're on. Grab your weapon and let's go." she declared reaching out to shake his hand. Unfortunately him for him, she had no intent of losing.
"You're doing good so far." Penelope smiled and raised her wooden sword up at her friend. "I think it's time we put those moves to action though."
"Alright... I hope you're planning on going easy on me." Beatrix said with an timid laugh.
"Of course." Penelope laughed. "It wouldn't be very fair of me if I didn't."
Beatrix nodded and shifted into the defensive stance they had gone over. "Then I'm ready." she said with a firm nod. Penelope eyed her friend with mild surprise. For someone who had been rather reluctant to learn earlier, she suddenly seemed quite a bit more enthusiastic over what they were doing. She was glad that Beatrix had warmed up so fast and was eager to see how she'd handle someone actually throwing swings at her. Penelope was just about to lunge forward to find out but didn't get the chance to as a voice cut in.
"Beatrix?" Penelope turned around to see the man that had accompanied Beatrix at the party, the one she recalled to be Francis. The man knight glanced between the two women bemusedly before focusing his gaze onto his wife. "What's going on here?"
"Oh uh.." Beatrix shifted nervously. "N-Nothing, dear. I was just catching up with Penelope, you remember her from the party don't you?"
Penelope glanced between them before extending her hand to Francis with a polite smile. "Hello again. I was just teaching your wife here a bit about using a sword. Sorry if I was keeping her from something."
"You weren't..." Francis said slowly as he shook her hand. "but I'm worried this isn't an appropriate activity for a noblewoman."
Penelope lowered her hand and narrowed her gaze slightly, immediately disliking his words. "What does that mean?" she questioned him, folding her arms over her chest.
Francis blinked and raised his hands. "I didn't mean any offense. You're impressive lieutenant but it's simply not something I want my wife to have a part in. She has no use for such skills and there's no reason for her to waste time with it."
"Oh dear gods you're one of those.." Penelope grumbled. She was all too familiar with the type. Noblemen like Francis were the reason female knights often had more difficulty being married off. Most wanted wives who knew how to run a home rather than how to fight with a sword and it was clear to her that Francis was one of them. For whatever reason, he clearly thought Beatrix picking up a sword would somehow hurt his image. "Listen, there's always use in learning a bit of self defense and if she wants to learn I don't see any good reason why you should even be able to get in the way of that."
Francis' polite expression wavered slightly as he pursed his lips together. "What reason would she need to learn self defense for?" he questioned with a glance at his wife. "I'm a knight myself, miss Vermillion, and I am plenty capable of protecting her."
"So? I'm sure you're capable but you're certainly not invincible and you won't be around her every second of the day." Penelope snorted. She was about to continue when Beatrix finally spoke up.
"I-it's ok Penelope. Francis is right I really don't need to learn." she said softly, setting down the wooden sword much to Francis' pleasure.
Penelope clenched her jaw. It might not have been her place to intervene but she couldn't handle this arrogant nobleman overseeing what was and wasn't proper for her friend to do. They may have just stepped back into each other's lives but she couldn't just stand aside. Ignoring Beatrix's words she met Francis' gaze challengingly. "Well if you're so confident about your skills how about we have a sparring match? We can even have raised stakes. If I win, Beatrix can continue to learn from me if and when she wishes. If you win, I won't bug her about it again."
Francis hesitated before shaking his head. "If I win, you won't bug her and you'll owe me a favor."
The knight narrowed her eyes. "What kind of favor?"
"You're close with some rather high ranking nobles." Francis mused and shrugged his shoulder. "I don't have anything particular in mind but I'm sure something will come up."
"Penelope you really don't ha—" Beatrix started but didn't finish as Francis shot her a subtle look of warning that went undetected by the female knight.
This bastard... Penelope clenched her jaw. He had practically jumped at the opportunity to get something out of her. "Alright you're on. Grab your weapon and let's go." she declared reaching out to shake his hand. Unfortunately him for him, she had no intent of losing.
She'll be an interesting character I think lol
and oh boy xD
and oh boy xD
Throughout their conversation, Penelope learned a great deal about what her friend had been up to over their long time apart. As Beatrix seemed to slowly relax into the conversation, she spoke about how she had eventually stopped challenging her parents and instead focused her energy into learning the things they wanted her to. It surprised Penelope to find out that Beatrix was actually extremely well read because of it. It seemed her parents had given her quite an extensive education, likely in hopes of attracting a scholar. Beatrix explained how she had a brief period of freedom from both education and duties as a wife. The noblewoman didn't elaborate much on them though, merely brushing over that time as an enjoyable one before moving onto explain how her father had eventually picked out Francis to be her husband.
Of course, Penelope shared stories of her own in return. She spoke about her training as a knight, her trip to Younis, her rise to lieutenant and ended on speaking about how things were on the war front. The knight mentioned the story of Gavin to Beatrix, trying to relate to her old friend in someway as she knew about what it was like to have a father force a suitor onto her. Naturally she kept talk about Crow to a minimum, briefly mentioning him whenever certain questions about either trip or her familiarness with him arised. And Beatrix didn't hesitate to ask questions. Despite claiming to have left that thrill for adventure in the past, she seemed completely enraptured by Penelope's stories. It left the knight wondering if she was really satisfied with her life or if she had merely settled for the path laid out by her parents.
"Gods sounds like you've had quite a time." Beatrix laughed. "You've done so much!"
"I feel like I didn't even start doing anything until a few years ago though." Penelope mused with a small smirk. Polishing off the rest of her breakfast, she leaned away from the table and shifted her gaze toward the nearby window, glancing out of it with a thoughtful look.
"Still more than most." Beatrix pointed out with a smirk. The noblewoman had finished her breakfast prior but was simply too wrapped up in the conversation to excuse herself quite yet.
Penelope nodded absently before an idea struck her. With grin, she turned back to Bee. "Say, I was going to go spar a bit today but I think I have a better idea. How about you come with me and I can teach you a bit about swordsmanship? I'll show you a few moves." she offered.
Beatrix blinked and a hint of excitement entered her gaze before quickly disappearing to be replaced with uncertainty. "Ah.. I don't know.. I'm free but well, I don't exactly have the gear for it.. Not to mention, I doubt I'll be any good." she said frowning.
"No one's born an expert." Penelope said with a dismissive wave. "As for the gear, don't worry about it. Barracks are well stocked with the supplies we need. I wouldn't expect you to have that anyways. So what do you say? Up for it?"
Beatrix hesitated again and the knight began to think she would likely decline the offer, however, in the next moment the noblewoman smiled at her and nodded her head. "Alright. I'm in." she confirmed.
"Great!" Penelope smiled, glad that they'd be able to spend some more time together and eager to teach her friend how to wield a sword. As she rose to her feet, she motioned for Beatrix to follow her as she lead the way out of the Great Hall. "First let's get you out of that dress and into something more appropriate for sword fighting." she said as she began to lead the way towards her room.
Of course, Penelope shared stories of her own in return. She spoke about her training as a knight, her trip to Younis, her rise to lieutenant and ended on speaking about how things were on the war front. The knight mentioned the story of Gavin to Beatrix, trying to relate to her old friend in someway as she knew about what it was like to have a father force a suitor onto her. Naturally she kept talk about Crow to a minimum, briefly mentioning him whenever certain questions about either trip or her familiarness with him arised. And Beatrix didn't hesitate to ask questions. Despite claiming to have left that thrill for adventure in the past, she seemed completely enraptured by Penelope's stories. It left the knight wondering if she was really satisfied with her life or if she had merely settled for the path laid out by her parents.
"Gods sounds like you've had quite a time." Beatrix laughed. "You've done so much!"
"I feel like I didn't even start doing anything until a few years ago though." Penelope mused with a small smirk. Polishing off the rest of her breakfast, she leaned away from the table and shifted her gaze toward the nearby window, glancing out of it with a thoughtful look.
"Still more than most." Beatrix pointed out with a smirk. The noblewoman had finished her breakfast prior but was simply too wrapped up in the conversation to excuse herself quite yet.
Penelope nodded absently before an idea struck her. With grin, she turned back to Bee. "Say, I was going to go spar a bit today but I think I have a better idea. How about you come with me and I can teach you a bit about swordsmanship? I'll show you a few moves." she offered.
Beatrix blinked and a hint of excitement entered her gaze before quickly disappearing to be replaced with uncertainty. "Ah.. I don't know.. I'm free but well, I don't exactly have the gear for it.. Not to mention, I doubt I'll be any good." she said frowning.
"No one's born an expert." Penelope said with a dismissive wave. "As for the gear, don't worry about it. Barracks are well stocked with the supplies we need. I wouldn't expect you to have that anyways. So what do you say? Up for it?"
Beatrix hesitated again and the knight began to think she would likely decline the offer, however, in the next moment the noblewoman smiled at her and nodded her head. "Alright. I'm in." she confirmed.
"Great!" Penelope smiled, glad that they'd be able to spend some more time together and eager to teach her friend how to wield a sword. As she rose to her feet, she motioned for Beatrix to follow her as she lead the way out of the Great Hall. "First let's get you out of that dress and into something more appropriate for sword fighting." she said as she began to lead the way towards her room.
Oh boy xD
Meanwhile I decided to bring Beatrix back in lol
Meanwhile I decided to bring Beatrix back in lol
Penelope stepped into the Great Hall and swept her gaze over the room, looking for a familiar and friendly face to sit with. However, it seemed she had either missed them or they had yet to arrive so instead the knight took her seat at an empty table and waited for her breakfast. A yawn escaped her lips and she leaned her elbows on the table as she thought about what she would do that day. She had done as much as she could as far as convincing the king and Tybalt had yet to put her back on schedule for guard duty. Her green gaze drifted towards a nearby window and she drummed her fingers against the table. I suppose I could do a bit of training today... I don't want to get rusty.. she thought.
"Hi," came a soft voice that interrupted the knight's thoughts. "may I join you, Penelope?"
The knight blinked and turned her head to see that Beatrix had approached her. She had nearly forgotten about running into her childhood friend since their meeting at the party had been so brief. However now that Bee had popped back up, Penelope couldn't help but cast her a friendly smile. It wasn't often that Penelope was reunited with her childhood friends, largely because there were very few of them. "Of course, go ahead." she said with a nod to the empty seat across from her. It had been many years since the last time she had properly spoken to Beatrix and was eager to hear how her old friend had been doing.
"So how have you been? I don't think we've crossed paths in quite a few years." Penelope said with a small chuckle as she looked across the table at the other noblewoman.
"It has been a while." Beatrix agreed with a polite smile. "I've been well.. How about you? You're a lieutenant now, huh? That's impressive."
"I guess so." Penelope gave a sheepish shrug. "I just got the title a couple years back but honestly I'm still figuring it all out."
"Well I never would have guess that after the way you spoke the other night." Beatrix mused. "Seems like you carved out quite the life for yourself, Penelope."
The knight gave another shrug as she shifted a bit in her seat. "Well what about you? You're married now, right?" she said switching the focus onto her friend, who had yet to say much about her own life.
Beatrix shifted her gaze away for a moment before nodding her head. "I am.. He's the man my father picked out for me a couple years ago."
"Oh." Penelope mumbled. Her friend's words made her recall the past and how Beatrix had been looking for a more adventurous life. Finding out that her father had still pushed her into an arranged marriage and noting how polite and subdued her childhood friend had become, the knight didn't doubt that Beatrix hadn't been able to break out of her parents strict grasp. It made the knight feel sympathetic to her friend. Her father had tried something similar later in life but Penelope couldn't imagine having to grow up with such restraints.
Beatrix blinked as she noticed the change of tone in Penelope's voice. "Oh it's not bad." she said waving her hand dismissively. "He's... He's a good man. I know I used to be quite the mess back when I was a little girl—"
"We both were." Penelope corrected with a grin.
The noblewoman gave a small laugh and nodded her head. "—but I grew out of that phase. Although it looks like you didn't."
"That's rude." Penelope smirked amusedly. "I think you'll find that I'm quite different actually." As the servants brought over her food, the knight continued to catch up with her old friend, trading stories as they enjoyed their breakfast together for the first time in years.
"Hi," came a soft voice that interrupted the knight's thoughts. "may I join you, Penelope?"
The knight blinked and turned her head to see that Beatrix had approached her. She had nearly forgotten about running into her childhood friend since their meeting at the party had been so brief. However now that Bee had popped back up, Penelope couldn't help but cast her a friendly smile. It wasn't often that Penelope was reunited with her childhood friends, largely because there were very few of them. "Of course, go ahead." she said with a nod to the empty seat across from her. It had been many years since the last time she had properly spoken to Beatrix and was eager to hear how her old friend had been doing.
"So how have you been? I don't think we've crossed paths in quite a few years." Penelope said with a small chuckle as she looked across the table at the other noblewoman.
"It has been a while." Beatrix agreed with a polite smile. "I've been well.. How about you? You're a lieutenant now, huh? That's impressive."
"I guess so." Penelope gave a sheepish shrug. "I just got the title a couple years back but honestly I'm still figuring it all out."
"Well I never would have guess that after the way you spoke the other night." Beatrix mused. "Seems like you carved out quite the life for yourself, Penelope."
The knight gave another shrug as she shifted a bit in her seat. "Well what about you? You're married now, right?" she said switching the focus onto her friend, who had yet to say much about her own life.
Beatrix shifted her gaze away for a moment before nodding her head. "I am.. He's the man my father picked out for me a couple years ago."
"Oh." Penelope mumbled. Her friend's words made her recall the past and how Beatrix had been looking for a more adventurous life. Finding out that her father had still pushed her into an arranged marriage and noting how polite and subdued her childhood friend had become, the knight didn't doubt that Beatrix hadn't been able to break out of her parents strict grasp. It made the knight feel sympathetic to her friend. Her father had tried something similar later in life but Penelope couldn't imagine having to grow up with such restraints.
Beatrix blinked as she noticed the change of tone in Penelope's voice. "Oh it's not bad." she said waving her hand dismissively. "He's... He's a good man. I know I used to be quite the mess back when I was a little girl—"
"We both were." Penelope corrected with a grin.
The noblewoman gave a small laugh and nodded her head. "—but I grew out of that phase. Although it looks like you didn't."
"That's rude." Penelope smirked amusedly. "I think you'll find that I'm quite different actually." As the servants brought over her food, the knight continued to catch up with her old friend, trading stories as they enjoyed their breakfast together for the first time in years.
Poor Crow xD
Meanwhile Penelope's probably going to have a really easy day lmao
Meanwhile Penelope's probably going to have a really easy day lmao
Penelope relished in the warm air that filtered out of the castle. She eagerly stepped inside, dusting off the snow that had gathered onto her clothing from the walk. As Crow turned to announce he'd take Naida back to her room, the knight gave a small nod. While she was faring better, the princess was still quite intoxicated. "Probably a good idea. I'm not sure she'd be able to make it up all those stairs by herself." she mused with a teasing smirk at her friend.
"Hey!" Naida protested.
The knight smiled amusedly before focusing her gaze back onto Crow. "See you tomorrow." she said offering him a soft smile. She turned to leave and gave a small wave to the siblings. "Goodnight you two." she called over her shoulder before beginning to make her own way back to her room, splitting off from the group. Luckily it wasn't too far of a walk since her room was on one of the lower floors with the rest of the knights rooms. Though she did move a bit slowly due to not being completely balanced, she made it there in no time and eagerly hurried into the room.
Once inside, she slipped her cloak off and her boots as well before flopping down onto her bed. Though the night had been chaotic, she found that over all she was still glad that she had gotten to spend the extra time with Crow and Naida. Not lingering on that thought for long, she wrapped herself up in her blankets to keep the chilly air at bay and settled in for the night. In no time at all, Penelope had drifted off into a sound slumber.
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As expected, the knight didn't wake up until much later in the morning. The sunlight was already harshly shining into her room when she began to stir. Penelope groaned and clutched her pillow, reluctant to get up as the alcohol from the night before made her feel rather groggy that morning. She was at least grateful that her head wasn't pounding though. After a moment longer of laying in bed, she decided it was best to get up and catch the tail end of breakfast. Getting something in her system would likely help her recuperate from the night prior.
Satisfied with that thought, she rose from her bed and straightened out her appearance. Once she felt like she was at least presentable, she headed out of her room and made her way to the Great Hall.
"Hey!" Naida protested.
The knight smiled amusedly before focusing her gaze back onto Crow. "See you tomorrow." she said offering him a soft smile. She turned to leave and gave a small wave to the siblings. "Goodnight you two." she called over her shoulder before beginning to make her own way back to her room, splitting off from the group. Luckily it wasn't too far of a walk since her room was on one of the lower floors with the rest of the knights rooms. Though she did move a bit slowly due to not being completely balanced, she made it there in no time and eagerly hurried into the room.
Once inside, she slipped her cloak off and her boots as well before flopping down onto her bed. Though the night had been chaotic, she found that over all she was still glad that she had gotten to spend the extra time with Crow and Naida. Not lingering on that thought for long, she wrapped herself up in her blankets to keep the chilly air at bay and settled in for the night. In no time at all, Penelope had drifted off into a sound slumber.
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As expected, the knight didn't wake up until much later in the morning. The sunlight was already harshly shining into her room when she began to stir. Penelope groaned and clutched her pillow, reluctant to get up as the alcohol from the night before made her feel rather groggy that morning. She was at least grateful that her head wasn't pounding though. After a moment longer of laying in bed, she decided it was best to get up and catch the tail end of breakfast. Getting something in her system would likely help her recuperate from the night prior.
Satisfied with that thought, she rose from her bed and straightened out her appearance. Once she felt like she was at least presentable, she headed out of her room and made her way to the Great Hall.
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