The lockdown would be continued to go on for days at the castle. The citizens of the capital would often murmur on the strange tension coming from the guards and patrolling knights that scan through the crowds, stopping anything white. The castle itself was a hollow shell of itself. Maids would be escorted left and back with guards to ensure none would go past their requirements.

"So! my father would stand before this evil drago in his dragon form. Sword in hand and with Prince Victor and Arthur the Knight at his sides. He tells them to run on each side of him. The dragon kept his eyes on my dad as he was starting to charge up his magic for an attack." Yasuline would hold the training sword she had kept hidden in her room for some time and holds it in front of her as if she was facing the dragon herself.

"The dragon would roar and ducks his head down to bite and devour him. But my dad was smart He uses his Skill Series Royal Flash, Stab Drive, and dashes straight under the monster body and dodges its attack. That was when his trap was activated. The cliff they were on began to crumble under the weight of the dragon and began to fall apart under his feet. He tried to fly away, but then prince Victor and Arthur use the spell: Fireballs, and burns its wings. The silly dragon kept trying to flap his wings as he started falling. Everyone had to run for their lives as the ground kept breaking. My dad would grab my mom out of the cage that the dragon kept her in and dashed as fast as he could with her in his arms. And so, they got married right after that. The end!"

A single person would applause to hee enthusiastic performance as she retold her favorite story. She gave a slight bow to the White Reaper who was sitting on the floor, listening to her.

"Thank you. Thank you. My audience surely is great and lively today." She would sarcastically say as her eyes scan the room, pretending to see a crowd of many people applauding her. She sighs as she moves her eyes back to the White Reaper. She jumps down from her bed and sets her training sword down. Picking up some bread off a plate next to it and bites a piece of it odd. She had grown accustomed to eating throughout her days, rather than eating an abundance of food at a set time. The bread was made fresh this morning, but it had already grown cool from being left out. Finishing the bread, she quenches her thirst with something to drink. She begins pouring herself a cup of juice of mixed fruit.

"Alright, we covered that one story finally. Wonder what I should read out next." Her sights set to the open book laid out on her bed and she begins skimming through the pages when the White Reaper lightly taps on her shoulders.

"Hm?"

She would turn around and be faced with a wrapped square. A ribbon on top made her instantly recognize what it was.

"Oh! A present!? For me!?"

He nods.

This was a surprise for her. Today didn't seem like a special day that had people give each other gifts.

"What's the special occasion?" She asked.

He responded with a shrug.

"What do you mean, you don't have one?"

Again, he would shrug. Spending together alone for days helped Yasuline greatly in understanding him.

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She would begin to undo the wrapping, but careful enough to not tear it. Wanting to keep it intact as a memento. The box itself seemed to be made of strong material as it was sturdy to keep its shape without bending against her grips. Inside was some fabric that she had never seen before. A simple touch was enough to let her know that whatever it was, was going to be comfortable.

Excitedly, she pulls it out, having it stretch fully to reveal it being a clothing fit for a top and some shorts of some kind. She sets the box and clothes down and starts to pull the dress off of her body. The White Reaper being courtesy enough to turn away to give her privacy to change. Being completely calm and even playful with him, she would tease him by putting the empty box on his head as a hat. He didn't seem to mind it and even tilts it, forming a shadow over his eye to give him a mysterious look.

Once finished, Yasuline would step over to a tall mirror display at one end of her room left for her dress fittings.

The outfit was unique. At some angles. It had a poofy appearance, but when she presses her hand on the spot, it would sink against her body. She could feel the air escape from the openings of her arms and the bottom. It was a solid pink, with not much design to it with the exception of pedals flowing crossing it like being blown in some wind. The collar portion had a connected scarf to it and it covered her neck nicely. She could feel the tail ends of the scarf brushing against her back. Being playful, she would reach behind her and make the tails of the scarf flail as if it were being blown in the wind, even giving it it's own wind sound. Looking down, the bottom portion of her wardrobe was light green pants with vines growing around the waist area and were cut off around just over her knees. They were quite wide but narrow at the waist, helpful so they don't slip. It made her legs be able to breathe finally. It was enough of a change that she happily jumped from one foot to the other as she overall feels energized by the gifted clothes.

"Oh gosh, I love it!" She would say after doing a little twirl for one final look. "Thank you very much for this. But what is the special occasion?"

His answer was strange, even for Yasuline. He would be pointing out the window. She would slowly head out into the balcony. It was a little past noon, the guards were still doing their extreme patrolling throughout the castle and the outside is no exception. Aside from a few of the guards not even looking above their heads and were more fixated on around them, nothing stood out.

"Umm, I don't see anything to look at. You are going to have to be specific." He would try to sharpen his answer by stepping forth and trying to point toward the single tree that stands near the wall at the south-eastern corner. It took a few moments of her focusing her sights at the tree. It was a tree that Yasuline accidentally planted too near the wall. It was once considered to be chopped down to risk the chance of thieves from using it to enter and exit the castle. But Yasuline was stubborn in keeping her plant friend and eventually convinced even Caliber who was the most vocal on cutting it down.

Then, she saw it. A crack on the wall. It looked quite big, but it was shrouded by the branches of the trees and leaves, making it real hard to miss unless you were guided to find it there.

"Woah, was that always there?"

The White Reaper nods.

"That's pretty dangerous. but also exciting. I wonder what's on the other side."

The White Reaper would come up to her with two long sheets. After looking through them, she would be aware that they were cloaks.

It finally began to click into her head what this is all about. She would grab his arm and pulls him back into her room. She then quickly heads to her bedroom door and listens in to see if the guards that are protecting her were listening in. Confirming that they were having a conversation among the two of them, she walks over to the White Reaper and attempts to confirm her thoughts.

"Are you about to take me out of the castle?"

Like a surreal fantasy, the White Reaper nods to her question.

She could feel her breathing getting faster. Was this actually going to happen to her? After nearly having it happen and only for fate to stop her. She couldn't believe that he would be able to accomplish such a thing. She was trying to give doubt to the whole thing and was waiting for him to laugh at her. But he didn't. Instead, he would begin to look out into the balcony door. Just then, the wind would pick up and blow into the room. She was finally going to see the outside world.