His assistant

Prologue

Jennie's pov:

"No...no...no...I can't be late...no..."

I clicked my heels on the marble floor of Zapolyarny Palace. Hoping to reach my destination before meeting.... unsightly superior figures. (Dottore lol)

I reach my destination and meet my tolerable colleague, Vincent asking if the captain had returned from his expedition.

"Oh you better hurry or the captain will kick your ass haha..ha...ha...ok...go inside he's waiting for you."

"Useless idiot" I mumbled before knocking the door adorned with rhinestones which was probably columbina's doing.

"Come In." He ordered. His voice dreading as always..and also kinda hot but anyways. I open the door, clutching the report in my hands and bowed 90° saying "Goodmorning my lord, I hope the expedition had been a success, the Tsaritsa had requested your presence for evening tea today. She wishes to discuss your journey of 6 months." I walk up to him, my steps confident and careful, handing him the report of the army or dare I say, snitches about everyone's incompetence.

"Today? But I just returned" he sighed, fear trickling my underboobs as I await his orders.

"Accompany me" came out of his mouth. "Pardon sir?" I questioned, confused if this is heaven and I'm hallucinating my chances of living when he said those words.

He frowned, looking irritated "Accompany. Me. Dear." He whispered, making it clear how he hated...no...that's a light word... Despised... repeating himself.

"YES MY LORD" I claimed, making my vocal cords burst with the loudness of my speech. I was shocked but didn't let it be known. Not like he couldn't tell that anyway. Nobody needs to know. That's how it's always been. That's how you survive here.

I go back to my office, continuing my work and preparing for tomorrow's training. I ventured through the various letters and found...an invitation...from a noble lady...oh dear...the way she looked so pretty in that red dress, but the way Capitano rejected her..ugh...that guy... always thinking of war and conflict...how do people respect a war driven criminal(I do lol hypocrisy)

05.00pm

JESUS CHRIST- ahem...god the amount of work...I have to work overtime now...wait...OH SHIT THE
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. I rush out towards capitano's office and see him standing outside the office.

"Took you long enough."

"I am gravely apologetic towards thy lord and solicit forgiveness for this one-time mistake." The word 'mistake' came out as bitter as the apple cut with the same knife used to cut ginger.

He says nothing and keeps walking forward, seemingly unbothered by his aura.

We reach the unsettling gardon. You'd think Zapolyarny gardon are as beautiful as money but oh no no, it's the most dreaded and dead gardon you'd ever see. The Tsaritsa's reasoning? Oh it's just the 💞 aesthetic 💞.

We meet with lord Pierro and he leads us to te Tsaritsa.