>>6043789“I-,” You feel as if you’re making a mistake, “I need to-” Your knee starts to shake as a cold sweat breaks out. You’ve never disobeyed your parents like this, it feels wrong, “I need to get out of here.”
“Understood,” The woman in front of you merely bows, “Shall I assist you in this endeavor?”
“Y-yes!” You say a bit too fast, “Uh, please.”
“Understood. How will you be leaving?”
Your eyes dart around your room. The front door is a bust obviously but maybe a window? That should work. Momentarily your gaze longingly looks at your armory and the weapons lying about your room. Y-you can sacrifice a few minutes to arm yourself, certainly?
>But what is it you take?You’re out a few minutes later and feel more prepared and comfortable for it. You always do when you have the familiar weight of armaments strapped to your body. The relief is welcome as the nerves at your pending plan of action have not calmed down. You thank the Goddess your parents or worse, your brother, has not pursued you to your room. They’re probably content to give you the night to settle down, how foolish they are.
A moment later the servant opens an ornate window and checks the sides of the courtyard opens to before nodding and gesturing for you to leave, “Do you require assistance?”
“No,” You swallow, “I-i’m good.” Yeah, you’re good. You can do this. You’ve done a whole lot harder before. You can do this.
“Understood,” The woman repeats in her ever-monotone voice before stepping back to allow your exit. You’re forced to wait a bit as she turns off all the candles and lanterns in your room before following you outside behind the hedge you’re hiding. She closes the window behind her before turning once again to you, “I have an understanding of the patrols in this area even with the extra guards. Please follow me if it would please you.”
“O-okay.”
“Understood,” With that you follow the woman as you sneak about the large grounds of your family's main estate. Your families should be moving to one of the summer estates soon but with all that’s happening you find that the palace in the west, or south, or east, or north, may remain dormant for some time longer. As the maid raises a hand for you to stop at a corner you find yourself wishing they were there right now, it would save you the trouble.
“Hey, servant girl,” You whisper during a lull in your crawling about, a moment of pause waiting for a few patrols to pass.
“Commander, what is it?”
“My father, he said I died. What did he mean by that? I’m clearly still breathing and speaking.”
“You are an acquaintance of Inquisitor Asher correct?”
Well maybe slightly more than an acquaintance but- “Yes, I am.”
“His Cheat Skill, formally referred to as ‘Try Again’ allows him to rewind time whenever he dies. Lord Beneger used said ability to full effect in the Demon Wastes.”
