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❝My job is to make sure that the Princess is happy and healthy.❞
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"I apologize P-Princess!" Shiro hurried into another curtsy, careful to keep herself concealed. "I-it won't happen again!" Of course, Shiro could not promise that she wouldn't get thrown off of the balcony again considering she could not predict the likelihood of the Queen targeting her; which of course, was very high. "A-h yes! Of course!" Shiro bustled off to change her clothing, it wouldn't do to sit around in a hospital gown, it wouldn't be appropriate to be seen with the Princess like this. Once back in her uniform, Shiro rejoined the Princess in her corridors. "Yes, let's," Shiro agreed, uncertain as to why the Princess wanted her to go through these courses. Her tail swished, both eager and nervous. If she answered a question wrong, after all, she still feared punishment.
Even if the Princess had turned the collar off, there was still an off chance that Shiro could be punished. "Princess," Shiro started nervously, about halfway through playing catch-up. "I understand that you and Tutri want me to go through with these lessons," she was nervous, it was obvious by the way her tail was furling and unfurling. "But I don't understand why. I've received a basic feducation from the Queen n-not that I'm not grateful! B-But for a p-person like me to know these things... it seems... l-like a waste of time to teach them to someone like me." Shiro was expendable, she was one of the Excess, a breed of humans below even the Rubbles. While Rubbles could at least provide some services and skills, Excess were exactly as they sounded. They generally lived in poverty and disease, in the sewers.
Most of them did not live past the age of thirty and often perished from disease while working in the sanitary business. They kept places clean, but the chemicals used to do so often caused cancerous growths that killed them. No one cared about the excess, whether they lived or died. The only reason Shiro was alive was because one of the Queen's ladies in waiting had found her abandoned, after hearing crying in the ewers. There were no parents to be seen and she was brought to the palace, where she was hand raised by the Queen to be Princess Narisia's lady-in-waiting. After lessons, they were invited onto Prince Semyon's warship. "Ah-yes! Princess, please wait, your dress!" Shiro lifted the hem of it off the ground, not wanting it to get caught.
She had never been on a warship, she had never been this high up before either. She sat still, rather terrified by the height. When Prince Semyon announced it safe to get up and move around, Shiro did so cautiously. The view from so high up was making her legs shake. "Are you sure it's safe?" She whispered, afraid to so much as touch the bullet-proof windows. Prince Semyon's look became troubled. Shiro sat down, strapping in. "P-Princess, please hold on tight." Shiro didn't want her to get hurt of course. Her tail was stiff, giving away her fear.