Now that night had fallen, it was time to hunt. Her entire demeanor changed as she slid her sword into her makeshift belt. The frilly white dress would stay in the closet; it was not something for this night. For the time being, Falis was not a princess. She was a hunter.

"Aa. Come back with a tale to tell me," Falis said to her roommate. "I should have one for you."

Without waiting for a response, the hunter slipped out of the room and disappeared into the darkness. It was time to hunt.

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