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Accalia POV.
“So did you have someone else in mind to marry before your step mother shocked you with the news?” She asked me, changing the topic.
“My best friend, Weylen,” I responded with a smile on my face.
“You just have loved him so much.” She said, noticing my smile.
“We did anything and everything together.” I died, reminiscing the moments I and Weylen shared.
“He took your innocence too?” She asked me.
I was quite shocked at how straightforward she was and how her questions lacked boundaries.
“It's okay if you're not comfortable talking about it. It's just…” She trailed off.
“It's just what?” I asked her, my voice filled with concern.
“I don't really have people to discuss stuff like that with. I'm the only female child and my friends are not the type to have such conversations with.” She responded.
I wondered why they wouldn't want such a girly conversation. “Why If I may ask?”
“They're really strict with the rules, yunno.” She responded.
“It's a taboo to have s*x with someone you're not mated to over here. You can be punished for it.” She whispered.
I saw her as someone who was trying to be tough on the outside but really needed someone to talk to and confide in.
I was surprised she didn't have that relationship with her parents even though they seemed very close.
I decided to give her a listening ear so that she could like me better.
“I and Weylen had our moments and I really wish he deflowered me but he didn't,” I told her, giving her a space to know she could confide in me.
“He cheated on me with my sister,” I said and her mouth dropped open.
“What a cruel set of people you're surrounded by. Even your family and friends.” She stated in awe.
“I've never been lucky to have good people around so when I do, I've learned to cherish them,” I told her.
“I'm glad you took the bold step of running away from them. I wish I could do the same.” She said,
“What?” I asked.
“W-what? N-no, forget I said that. It was a slip of the tongue.” She stuttered.
“Your secret is safe with me, I promise.” I tried to assure her.
“No, I don't trust you. Do your work. That's enough talk for now.” She said and walked to the other part of the farm to continue.
I decided not to press the issue so that she wouldn't feel uncomfortable.
“What next?” I asked her as soon as I was done with my part of the farm.
“We haven't weeded the grass.” She reminded me.
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“Oh that's true.” I started and walked to where the hoe was and started to weed, or at least that was what I thought I was doing.
“What are you doing?” She asked me, looking confused.
“Weeding as you requested,” I answered.
“Those are the real plants.” She hissed and pointed to the plate I was supposed to weed.
“Do you even know how to do anything?” She hissed and walked back to her station.
I didn't understand the kind of attitude she possessed. One time she seemed sweet, the next time, she seemed hostile.
I ignored her behavior took her corrections and started removing the real weed.
“Now what?” I asked her when I was done, I was already terribly tired at this point.
“We freshen up.” She answered.
I waited for her to be done with what she had done and followed her lead. She led me to a room and signaled that I would come in.
“This is my room. You can take your bath in my toilet.” She said, pointing at a door.
Her room didn't look girly, it had brown paintings and wild animal pictures. I walked into her bathroom to find an old-fashioned bath space.
Just a tap, a bowl and bucket, a toilet seat, and a carved-out space for bathing.
I helped myself with water and started to scrub every part of my body with soap.
The stench from the farm had stuck to me like a second skin, it was hard to get it out.
I scrubbed myself plenty of times until I was satisfied with how my skin looked before rinsing my hair and body.
There was a little mirror on the other side of the bathroom, I used it to check if there was still any dirt on me.
Once I was convinced that there was none, I brushed my teeth and walked out of the bathroom.
I opened the door and she tossed a towel to me which I caught immediately and used to clean my hair and body.
“Wear these. We should be the same size.” She said, pointing at a leather pants and tank top.
“Thank you,” I told her.
All of my clothes packed from Lethal stone packs had been lost in the compost heap and I had nothing of myself any longer.
I tried on the leather pants and it looked nice. Something about it made me feel like a warrior.
As soon as Felicia walked into the bathroom to take her bath, I settled in front of the mirror to admire my new fit.
Back at our pack, women were not allowed to wear pants but now I wondered why because it looked perfect on me.
I tried some warrior poses but I had issues with my stances so I gave up. I sat down patiently to wait for Felicia to come out and tell me the next thing to do.
She came out and started rushing to dress up. “Is everything fine?” I asked her.
“I need to pick up something from my friend real quick. I just remembered.” She said as she searched vigorously for what to put on.
She settled with a Jean shirt and trouser.
“I'm surprised ladies are allowed to wear pants here,” I said to her, changing the topic.
“We're all warriors over here. So yes.” She answered as she stepped on some boots and hurried out of the room.
“You, stay here and don't go anywhere.” She called out as she rushed.
“Thanks for trusting me,” I said the first thing that came to my mind.
“I don't.” She shouted back and I laughed. There was no way she would leave me in her room if she didn't trust me.
As if she knew what was in my mind, she shouted in response. “There's nothing to steal, that's why!”
With that, she stormed out of the room and out of the compound.
I looked around, but nothing was interesting to do. I decided to take a tour around the house.
It was an ancient-looking building with balconies farms and plenty of neglected areas.
I noticed there was also another garden at the back that looked tended.
I could imagine they were the type that loved to eat organic food as almost every meal could be gotten from their farm including dairy.
They also had a horse stable with up to five horses, a poggerry, and even a poultry.
I could now understand why Felicia wanted me to stay. She must have been the one to care for the animals by herself since she seemed to be into animals.
I wondered what riding a horse would feel like but I didn't want to try it now so that I won't upset anybody.
I made a mental note to tell Felicia how I intend to ride a horse someday and if she would be willing to teach me.
I walked away from the balcony and went to the front porch of the building. The front was beautiful and had more ornamental crops instead.
Something caught my attention, it was like a mini training ground with carpet grass, and some equipment. I slowly went there to look at them closely.
I was careful not to touch anything until I inquired Felicia about which ones I could touch.
There were always sounds of animals or stuff dropping. It wasn't a quiet place at all. It will probably help me to always be busy and not have time to be depressed.
I noticed a shadow walking into the house and as soon as he heard a sound, he rushed back out.
I observed him to know what his intentions were. After a while, I saw him rush in again, I figured out he might be a thief.
I grabbed on to a pile behind me and walked quietly to him. Before he could notice, I hit his head with the pole so fiercely and he dropped to the floor.
At least this will prove to these people that I wasn't at all useless and I could protect their home even when they were not around.
He winced in pain, holding his head and trying to stand up. I stuck him with the pole again to prevent him from standing up.
“What are you searching for?” I asked the thief.
Before he could answer, I saw Felicia run in.
“What the f**k did you do to him?” She shouted at me.
I was so confused at the outburst.
“This is my brother!” She shouted.
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