leonardwarren Chapter 148 Proud
Chapter 148 Proud
Pov Elsa Frostine
Before me stood my home, my house. After weeks of walking, I finally arrived. My home resembled a castle made of ice, with the entire structure crystalline, ranging in shades from blue to light blue. I let out a sigh and headed towards the main door, but before I could enter, the doors swung open wide, and I received a warm embrace. The person embracing me was a head taller than me.
"I missed you so much, little sister," a sweet and melancholic voice resonated in my ears. It was Daniela Frostine, the heiress of the Duchy of the Snow House and my older sister. Elsa responded to her hug with a warm smile, feeling comforted by her older sister's affection. She also apologized for her absence.
After a few minutes, Daniela pulled away from her sister and examined her carefully for any signs of violence or injury. Seeing that Elsa was in perfect condition, Daniela nodded satisfactorily and took her sister's hand. Before leading her to their father's office, she asked coldly, "How did Anthony treat you?"
Daniela's eyes were cold, as she was well aware of Anthony's attitude. Elsa frowned at her sister's question. "He treated me perfectly fine, you don't have to worry about that," she replied, knowing her sister distrusted Anthony. However, Elsa had also come to realize that Anthony was actually a good person, despite her initial doubts.
Daniela hesitated for a moment, but finally nodded, trusting her sister's judgment.
The two sisters crossed the threshold of the house, and as they did, they felt the cold air, imbued with the affinity of ice, enveloping them. As they made their way through the hallways, amidst the bustling of servants, the icy atmosphere of the place became more palpable. Finally, they reached their father's imposing office.
Before they could enter, the door swung open majestically, revealing the figure of an elf woman of extraordinary beauty.
A sense of determination filled her being as she recalled the three-star manual on footwork that Anthony had given her. Now, all that was left was to find a swordsmanship style that suited her affinity with ice and embark on her journey towards mastering the art of the sword.
Everyone in the room was left speechless as they watched Elsa's sword firmly gripped between her hands. Elsa's father examined the sword with a single glance and confirmed that it was no ordinary sword; it was of masterful rank. However, his daughter's words resonated deeply within him. Although his family was rooted in magic, seeing his daughter so proud and happy with her sword filled him with joy.
He remembered how, despite being a mage, Elsa had not been able to advance in rank, but with the sword, it was different. During these six months, she had truly ascended to the Silver-Level rank.
The father was also aware of his daughter's activities during her time in the Endless Forest, but he respected her privacy when she returned to the city. However, he now recalled that for a week he had to leave his duchy, leading him to the conclusion that Elsa had been training with the sword in the forest during that time.
After reflecting for a moment, a warm smile formed on Elsa's father's lips. He was proud of his daughter's growth and determination, and he was excited to see where her new path as a swordswoman would take her.
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With a smile on his face, her father said, "I'll support you, and I'll make sure you have a good tutor. Besides, I want you to describe to me how your journey was, okay?" Elsa's eyes sparkled as she hugged her father tighter. Deep down, she feared her father might reject her desire to wield the sword, but seeing his continued support filled Elsa's heart with warmth.
With a beautiful smile, Elsa excitedly recounted her past six months to her family.