"For Lady Sakura!"

“Yes, but at the same time, she had never told us that there is no such thing as there not being a head retainer.” Subaki frowned. Sure even if here was a head retainer it would more than likely be Hana, and Subaki knew it for a fact. But that didn’t mean that Subaki wouldn’t exploit every chance that he got to mess with her about it. 

“Until she says it then this is a useless argument, Subaki.” Her arms are crossed and her mouth a frown at her fellow retainer. his insistance that he was somehow better than her never failed to rile her up.

“Your loss! Cuts of that sort happen to be painful beyond words!”

“I daresay your mind will be changed by then, hmm?”

“Being around you is far worse, to be frank.”

“I wish to remind everyone that, if not for my healing, your foolish blunders could turn fatal!”

“Of course, I realize how fleeting statements of gratitude are. A payment of some sort would be fare better.”

“No offence but I wouldn’t pay you to heal a paper cut.” 

Would they she thought.“Mmm.. thank you for helping,” she said watching her retainer leave as she gotten dressed and is fully away before she stepped out she prayed at the white paper crane. “I’ll be going now,” she said leaving out of her room.

“Eh?” Being shoved by a rough hand it took her a second to realize that the person was Rinkah- who was now fending off some Nohrian who had been making an attempt on her life.

“Thank you Hana and I know he will since he’s my brother..” she was glad to have a friend and a retainer like her and Subaki, of course. Honestly, she felt like a doll being dressed and such. 

“Hiro!” The woman shouted, rushing to eliminate the enemy that had injured her daughter. After they had been dealt with, concerned eyes turned to face Hiro, now injured. 

“Can i sleep for a few minutes Hana?” then again she doubt Hana will let her so she came out with bad bed hair and half dressed.  

“Ah- Milady please allow me to fix your hair at the least and then you can get dressed.” It was clear that her lady could not escape the samurai’s fussing and mussing.

The prince makes a soft noise, wiping at his brow to get rid of the sweat he’s already worked up. It is hotter today and having spent a good amount of time working with his technique with the kinshi knight’s secondary weaponry leaves him exhausted. His eyes wander towards Hana at the sound of her voice.

“Sparring? With you? I…” He had mentioned needing a new sparring partner while Hana was around, but never directly said with her. “Umm.. I just finished a session..”

He was already sweating, it could have been the heat that lingered in the air, but he did mention training. Although he did say that he needed a partner, whatever had happened to his old one there certainly was a spot for her to make it up to him.

“Do I really have to go..?” she knows it was important but she doesn’t feel like leaving her room. 

“Lord Takumi!” Upon spotting the prince during her training she stopped a moment to check on him as well as maybe inquire about the spar that he had mentioned last time they talked.