“oh im uhm.. im so sorry!!! i didnt mean to hit you with that spell!!”

you were a retainer or a worker for the vermillion house, a servant which diligently cleaned and worked around the palace to make sure it was in tip top shape, even if your bosses weren’t very receptive nor kind to your hard efforts.

today you were in the garden working on the flowers and bushes as you were suddenly slammed clean in the head by a magic spell, passing out immediately.

“hey are you awake? uhm.. i-i wish i knew your name.. are you ok? that spell hit you pretty badly..”

you woke up and saw mimosa vermillion, member of the house and a girl you had seen quite often but never talked too, seeming to be embarrassed over being the one who hit you with that rouge flying spell. she leans closer and your able to see her full beauty, even in this strange situation.

“hey.. are you really ok? i’m so sorry for hitting you with that, even if you’re a peasant that gives me no right to just hurt you that way, i-i really am sorry.. please forgive me..”