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*(𝐘/𝐍) 𝐩𝐨𝐯*

Voices, I hear a lot of voices. I don't want to open my eyes, I don't think I have enough energy to open them. I should just try to listen to the voices, that seems like less energy is being spent. Oh? One of the voices is feminine, yet maturity is clear in that person's tone. I wonder what they're talking about? Should I try to listen in on the voice's words? Sure, I have nothing else productive to do.

"You did what?! (Y/N) is the General's daughter! That's you, Luke, and as the General's daughter, she should be the image of one! Not a General's daughter who knows how to use a sword, that has to be the most un-ladylike thing I have ever heard women want to do, and trust me, I thought I've heard everything." Whisper-yelled the woman. Wait, who dares to talk to the General like that? Oh, maybe my new Mother is home, that's nice.

"Trust me, Aglaia, I wished to say no, but, what if one day she is in a really, really bad situation that even we can't protect her. She's getting older and the people who are going after her head are becoming bolder, the announcement of her engagement with the Crown Price will help greatly in reducing their attempts, though that doesn't mean that those people will stop completely, no, they will just get more secretive, more cunning, and so, why not let her learn some important skills to help her defend herself? I know that it isn't the noblest lady thing to do but think of her safety," Whisper-yelled my Father, opening up my eyes a bit I saw him in his general suit and a woman on his left side witch looked almost exactly like me.

(Her eye, hair, and skin color are like yours! Sorry about the other one!)

 "When we first meet I decided to sneak up behind you to surprise you and you hit me right on the face! It wasn't a really strong punch but it still made me step back a bit, but just think about this, what if, instead of me sneaking up on you, that it was an actual assassin. That punch wouldn't have knocked him out, and next thing you know your either killed or kidnapped for ransom, you would have wished that you knew more about defending yourself. So how about taking no risks and letting her learn more about compact, would do you say?" My Father finished as he grabbed onto both hands of my Mother, though she only rolled his eyes and looked at me, straight at the eye which caused me to panic, though she slowly looked away and looked at my Father's eyes.

"I don't like how un-ladylike this is, but if it's for her protection...Alright, fine, I will allow this, but if she shows any signs of un-ladylike behavior outside of practice I will immediately stop her lessons, you heard that (Y/N)?" Letting out a surprised yelp I slowly lifted myself up as I stared at my parents with a sheepish expression.

"Uh...yeah, crystal clear Mother." I answered as my Father looked confusedly at both of us, did he not know that I was awake? Looking directly at my Mother I saw her give me a firm nod as she walked out of the room in a graceful manner.

Looking back at my Father I saw him wipe some imaginary sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand. "My diamond, your Mother really can be scary sometimes. Though, were you awake the whole entire time?" Father asked with a questionable gaze. To his response, I only give him a lazy nod as I made grabby motions for him to carry him, to which, to my surprise, made his face become beet red as he covered his mouth with his hand.

Tilting my head, I looked at him with confusion at his action. "Papa, are you alright? Your face is red, do you have a cold? Should I get a doctor?" I questioned as he began to fan himself, giving him some time I gazed around some more to see if there was anything really interesting to see.

After five minutes my Father finally calmed down as he looked at me straight in the eyes, was something wrong? In one quick motion, my Father lifted me up into his arms, making sure that I was comfortable he walked towards the door and opened it up, not letting the soldiers outside the door respond he walked away towards his office on which I managed to memorize while we were getting there if I ever had to walk there by myself.

"Diamond." I heard Father say, looking up I saw his gaze looking straight ahead, though his eyes showed confusion. "Yes, Father?" I responded, now what did he want? "You've been acting out of sorts recently, you've been more... affectionate than before. Tell me, was there something to cause such things?" My Father finally asked, though his question made me a little nervous. What do I tell him? I don't think I thought about what to do in a situation like this before, alright then, how about just trying new things? Yeah, that seems okay enough.

"I just wished to have a different view of the world, Father. So I'm trying to be more affectionate and mature since I thought that being bratty would only lead to bad things." I said, I wasn't wrong was I? Besides, I think that was a decent enough lie.

Looking up at my Father I saw a look of relief take over his features. "Oh, that's good. If I were to say the truth, my diamond, I like this newer version of you better." Father said as he too looked at me. Good, he bought my lie, that's very good. Deciding to tease him I decided to say something with a sad tone, "Father, did you not like me when I was still my original self?" Making tears threaten to fall down my cheeks his face looked panicked and extremely guilty.

"No no my little diamond! I'm just saying that...you know...maybe this could be a good thing for you! Or...something...but even then I still loved you, okay?" Father said in a rushed tone, clear guilt clear in his tone.

Letting a giggle escape my throat his eyes immediately turned wide as a mischievous glint appeared, a smirk quickly forming on his face. "Oh, I see what you did. For that, I think you should get a form of punishment, no?" Father considered in a threatening tone, and then I knew, I fucked up.

"Um, dad, I think we can talk about this." I said in a nervous tone, something that I wasn't really used to. What will he do? Put me in a torture chamber and torture me? Force me to fight him head-on? Or even worse, play dress up for him for the rest of the week?

"No can do (Y/N), the deed has already been done, and now there's no turning back." Suddenly, he tickled me, and I started to laugh like a mad man.

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(𝙸𝚗 𝙻𝚞𝚔𝚎𝚜 𝚘𝚏𝚏𝚒𝚌𝚎)

"Burn it, burn it, shred that, keep that for then I can shred it later, oh and what is that?" I said as I pointed at a white envelope with a family crest on it. Hearing my father grunt I saw him lift the envelope and opened it, grabbing the paper that was in it he began to read.

"Dear LionHeart clan, I write to you today to talk about an important matter in regards to your daughter. I would like for your daughter to meet my son. From, House of GrimWald. The letter lacked any sort of manners for us, should I burn it?" My Father asked me, though my mind was racing greatly.

"No, Father. I would like to meet them and judge them by myself, they seem like an interesting family. How about I meet them tomorrow, after my sword lessons and other lessons that I have the honor of having of course." I said, thought my speech was caught questioning my Father just gave me a weird look.

"Sure, and if they disrespect you or do something that you don't like then tell me and ill get rid of them, okay?" Being used to Father's way of speaking I merely nodded.

Hearing the door open an old butler came in, though his aura emitted a sense of elegance as he bowed down in respect. "My lord, young miss, dinner is ready." My Father merely nodded and got up as he went through the door with me still in his arms as the butler followed.

Once we arrived I sat down across from my Mother as my Father sat down at the end of the long table. The entry was served, and then the main course, and then dessert, and then I fell asleep, and somehow I was able to have table manners and use the right table wear for it all, how the fuck do I know all this?

(ɢᴏᴏᴅ ᴅᴀʏ/ɴɪɢʜᴛ ᴍʏ ʟᴏᴠᴇꜱ!)