Your eyes don't deceive you, Sophie. You're looking at Sir Cattleya now.
[ She put her hand on her hip and pushes her chest out. The horse and the new outfit are not exclusive to the knight class, so Cattleya flaunts a golden badge on her arm, with the symbol of the knightly order proudly emblazoned on it. She blushes as a soft smile etches on her lips, all of her hard work and determination got her this prestige, and letting Sophie know about it felt like the final necessary step to make it all feel complete.
But that bravado is short-lived, as her triumphant pose softens as the pink on her cheeks brighten. The certainty in her eyes turned to a shifty mess, unable to look at Sophie for longer than a second as she utters: ]
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[ She put her hand on her hip and pushes her chest out. The horse and the new outfit are not exclusive to the knight class, so Cattleya flaunts a golden badge on her arm, with the symbol of the knightly order proudly emblazoned on it. She blushes as a soft smile etches on her lips, all of her hard work and determination got her this prestige, and letting Sophie know about it felt like the final necessary step to make it all feel complete.
But that bravado is short-lived, as her triumphant pose softens as the pink on her cheeks brighten. The certainty in her eyes turned to a shifty mess, unable to look at Sophie for longer than a second as she utters: ]
W-Well? How do I look?