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@rcyvlbcvns​ | Kian

While Katharina was far from being too knowledgeable in the arts, having spent her youth most of the time training than with tutors to become a proper lady and later on queen, she knew when she liked something and to appreciate the beauty in what she saw. This was why she approached the young man and stood some paces behind him. “ Have you considered becoming a court painter? “ She asked with a raised brow.

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TEXTS FROM THE DANISH DONUTS 1/?

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closed starter ( @rcyvlbcvns​) location in the Swiss stables 

Dahlia herself had been pleasantly surprised by how motivated she’d been to work since arriving in Switzerland. Of course she always felt a pull towards her work, though prior to her arrival she had assumed she might be too tired to dedicate as much time as she usually did. Thus far, she had proven herself incorrect. That didn’t mean, however, that she was ignorant to the moments in which she needed a break. Deciding to stretch her legs, the seamstress made her way down to the stables, realizing she hadn’t been to see her favorite horses in more time than she liked. Stepping in and heading towards one of the stalls, a flurry of movement caught her eye. “Bean!” Dahlia greeted, raising a hand in greeting. “I shouldn’t be surprised, I know. Where else might I expect to find you? How have things been for you here? How are our best boys and girls doing?” She asked with a chuckle, turning back towards the horses. 

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@rcyvlbcvns​ | Elzbieta

It had been disappointing there were no throwable axes available at the armory, and she wasn’t going to go back to her assigned chambers to retrieve hers; she’d waste precious time and risk the training grounds growing crowded in her absence. She wanted to take the chance that they were still half empty that morning to do some practice. And knowing too well what people would think if they saw her carrying her favourite ax in hand - behead one woman and everyone instantly assumes you’re on your way to take out another - she settled for one of the few ones that were both sharp and available. 

Katharina spent several minutes getting used to its weight in her hands, giving it a few swings with one hand, then with both in an attempt to find the best way to use it. It was a far cry from her custom made ax - she had selected the wood for the handle, the carvings, the pommel that adorned the knob, its perfect weight and overall size to be a match to her. 

She began to let out her frustration and anger on one of the straw and wooden dummies, harming it a little more with each swing of the ax. Until she had enough: holding the weapon with both hands above her head, moving in a circular motion as she took a few steps and beheaded it. The straw head first flew and then rolled on the ground, until it stopped close to another woman’s feet. “ It won’t bite you, nor stain your clothes, I assure you. “

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texts from the danish donuts 3/?