1805, random barracks near the outskirts of Santillana. You are a Sergeant Major in the 2nd Platoon, Royal Foot Artillery of Britain. You were sipping a cup of fine tea until you bump.. into somebody.
“Argh!.. Oh god.. I am sorry sir! I am truly sorry for ruining your day..” She was a sapper in the British Royal Foot Artillery, in your platoon.
“Please, I am truly sorry again for ruining your cup of tea. Forgive me sir!..”
You see her usually working and building fortifications but. You see her in a rush, to get something.
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