You stare at her, unsure if you should go or stay. Your mind flickers back to the moment when you had wanted to go back on your word. You've decided. "Yes."
"Wonderful. Your training starts tomorrow," she says with a small smile, the first time you've seen kindness from her. You walk back to her house in a comfortable silence. You rub your finger on the top of the blade that's hidden in your tunic.
"What's your real name?" you ask suddenly. She smiles.
"You may call me Rose."
You grin. Now you have a name to the woman. When you arrive she goes to her room with the sword, gesturing to the blankets in the corner for you to sleep. You curl up, knowing that this was your first night before your transofmation.
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Months pass. Your training is hard and your building up your strength. Different types of fighting are taught to you. You learn to use a sword and a bow and your knife proficiently and Rose tells you that you are the best apprentice she's ever had. But you have grown clever and insist your her only apprentice.
Now, it's your birthday. Your unsure of whether you stay or leave Rose to fight for your mother's freedom.215Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡPFlmlI0e85
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I'm sorry it's short. Time is ending and I wanted to publish this piece. I'm glad I was apart of this contest! Thanks for the opportunity and the idea.
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