Submission (#48) Approved

“Marianne…” Came a small voice. “Marianne!”

The genekit in question turned, sword still in hand as she turned from the training dummy she had been massacring to face her sister. She was tall for her age, but her small frame gave her away. She was nought but a child.

“Dawn? What are you doing here?” She asked, sheathing her sword.

“I wanted to play! Dad was busy.”

Dad was always busy. Marianne smiled and nodded.

“Alright… My training can wait.”

Soon enough, the two were throwing a ball out the front of the palace.

“You can catch anything I throw at you!” Dawn exclaimed, squealing as Marianne dove to catch a particularly tricky throw.

“It’s all part of my training.” She laughed.

“Ugh… Training, training, training! Why do you always do training? We have to go to school all day, isn’t that enough.” Dawn stated.

Marianne shrugged. “I wanna be able to look after Dad when we grow up. Protect him, you know?”

Dawn nodded. “Maybe then you’d get to see Dad every day.”

Marianne hummed in agreement, finally getting up from the floor. “Yeah… Wouldn’t that be nice.” She replied wistfully.

Marianne glanced up, eyes locking on the window that she knew led to the great hall where their father was deep in a meeting and would be for the rest of the day.
(225 words)

Reward	Amount
Gems	25
Raffle Points	1
Deleted Asset	0