Flora
Gosh it was beautiful here. Luckily nonna Vai had outfitted her in a cotton dress or else she'd be pouring with sweat. Unfortunately, there wasn't much time to take in the full beauty of the coastline given Ronin's long stride, but the young girl was able to keep up if she really put her mind to it. Which she would, no matter how beautiful or distracting the scenery was.
Normally headstrong and confident, in Ronin's shadow Flora was nervous and flighty. Though the Huntsman had never been anything but PoLItE to her, she could feel the unease that was brought by whispered conversations behind semi-closed doors, and the way the air in certain rooms grew cold if she, her twin, or her mother appeared.
'So...where are we going?' She asks chipperly, trying to sound mature and not like some annoying child that her step-father had been forced to bring along with him.
Normally headstrong and confident, in Ronin's shadow Flora was nervous and flighty. Though the Huntsman had never been anything but PoLItE to her, she could feel the unease that was brought by whispered conversations behind semi-closed doors, and the way the air in certain rooms grew cold if she, her twin, or her mother appeared.
'So...where are we going?' She asks chipperly, trying to sound mature and not like some annoying child that her step-father had been forced to bring along with him.
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