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This is my first fic so please don't flame me
1 A Cloudless Sky
"Please Sakura," begged Kero as his tiny eyes began watering.
"Kero-Chan you know I can't go to the kitchen, I have my etiquette lessons soon and you know how Korra doesn't like to be kept waiting," answered Sakura.
Sakura took etiquette lessons along with dancing, sewing and other boring subjects because she was princess of the Kinomoto kingdom. Sakura was about to have etiquette lessons with the etiquette teacher Korra in about 5 minutes, and Kero wanted her to run down to the kitchens to get him some pudding.
"Kero-chan, remember the last time I was late, I had to spend an extra hour in class and you know how much I hate etiquette," said Sakura.
It was so boring she thought watching the grass grow was more exciting.
"Well I have to get going," Sakura said as she walked towards the door. "I almost forgot". Sakura walked towards her night stand and opened the door and produced some cookies wrapped in a handkerchief.
"Wai!" said Kero as he flew towards the cookies as if they were a pile of pure gold.
She looked into the mirror to see if she was presentable. Her eyes looked intently at her waist length auburn hair and then to her vivid green eyes, then she looked at her dress that her best friend Tomoyo had made and straightened it out.
"Well I'll be back in about an hour with your pudding," said Sakura smiling as she approached the door. Kero whose mouth was stuffed with cookies was unable to reply.
Sakura closed the door and walked down the marble halls lined with fine tapestries that seemed to go on forever. She finally reached the room where korra was waiting. She often called that room the "dead room" because it's the room where she took most of her lessons.
"Konnichiwa Korra-san," said Sakura as she sat down in the old wooden chair next to the window that was across from Korra.
"Konnichiwa Sakura," said Korra. Korra was a plump fifty year old woman with a stern voice that contrasted her kind eyes. The woman had salt and pepper hair that she always kept in a neat bun behind her head. Korra was the closest thing Sakura had to a mother since her mother died when she was three.
"You're fifteen minutes late," chastised Korra.
"Gomen," Sakura apologized, "But I had to give Kero-chan some cookies," she froze realizing what she had just said. "I-I meant to say that I have to eat cheerful cookies," she laughed nervously as a huge sweat drop appeared on her head.
Korra gave her a puzzled look before continuing, "Shall we start?" she said.
So for an hour Sakura took etiquette. Korra taught Sakura how to eat, sleep, talk and walked properly. She was even taught the proper way to scream if she was ever to be carried away by bandits.
Sakura heaved a sigh of relief when the lesson was over, but before she could leave Korra reached out and grabbed her shoulder," your father wanted me to tell you to see him in his study when your lesson was finished".
Fathers study
She opened the door to her fathers study a crack and peered in to see her father and another man talking. Her father had warm eyes that always seemed gentle and short auburn hair. The man was a couple of years older than her. He had jet black hair and cold grey eyes.
She entered trying to go unnoticed. "Sakura," Fujitaka greeted his daughter with a kind
Smile," I would like you to meet Daryl of the Sorun kingdom," Fujitaka gestured to the man with the black hair," He is to be your husband".
A/N: how was it? I repeat this is my first fic so please go easy on me and please review or I shall order my minions to destroy you BWAHAHAHAH!!!!
This is my first fic so please don't flame me
1 A Cloudless Sky
"Please Sakura," begged Kero as his tiny eyes began watering.
"Kero-Chan you know I can't go to the kitchen, I have my etiquette lessons soon and you know how Korra doesn't like to be kept waiting," answered Sakura.
Sakura took etiquette lessons along with dancing, sewing and other boring subjects because she was princess of the Kinomoto kingdom. Sakura was about to have etiquette lessons with the etiquette teacher Korra in about 5 minutes, and Kero wanted her to run down to the kitchens to get him some pudding.
"Kero-chan, remember the last time I was late, I had to spend an extra hour in class and you know how much I hate etiquette," said Sakura.
It was so boring she thought watching the grass grow was more exciting.
"Well I have to get going," Sakura said as she walked towards the door. "I almost forgot". Sakura walked towards her night stand and opened the door and produced some cookies wrapped in a handkerchief.
"Wai!" said Kero as he flew towards the cookies as if they were a pile of pure gold.
She looked into the mirror to see if she was presentable. Her eyes looked intently at her waist length auburn hair and then to her vivid green eyes, then she looked at her dress that her best friend Tomoyo had made and straightened it out.
"Well I'll be back in about an hour with your pudding," said Sakura smiling as she approached the door. Kero whose mouth was stuffed with cookies was unable to reply.
Sakura closed the door and walked down the marble halls lined with fine tapestries that seemed to go on forever. She finally reached the room where korra was waiting. She often called that room the "dead room" because it's the room where she took most of her lessons.
"Konnichiwa Korra-san," said Sakura as she sat down in the old wooden chair next to the window that was across from Korra.
"Konnichiwa Sakura," said Korra. Korra was a plump fifty year old woman with a stern voice that contrasted her kind eyes. The woman had salt and pepper hair that she always kept in a neat bun behind her head. Korra was the closest thing Sakura had to a mother since her mother died when she was three.
"You're fifteen minutes late," chastised Korra.
"Gomen," Sakura apologized, "But I had to give Kero-chan some cookies," she froze realizing what she had just said. "I-I meant to say that I have to eat cheerful cookies," she laughed nervously as a huge sweat drop appeared on her head.
Korra gave her a puzzled look before continuing, "Shall we start?" she said.
So for an hour Sakura took etiquette. Korra taught Sakura how to eat, sleep, talk and walked properly. She was even taught the proper way to scream if she was ever to be carried away by bandits.
Sakura heaved a sigh of relief when the lesson was over, but before she could leave Korra reached out and grabbed her shoulder," your father wanted me to tell you to see him in his study when your lesson was finished".
Fathers study
She opened the door to her fathers study a crack and peered in to see her father and another man talking. Her father had warm eyes that always seemed gentle and short auburn hair. The man was a couple of years older than her. He had jet black hair and cold grey eyes.
She entered trying to go unnoticed. "Sakura," Fujitaka greeted his daughter with a kind
Smile," I would like you to meet Daryl of the Sorun kingdom," Fujitaka gestured to the man with the black hair," He is to be your husband".
A/N: how was it? I repeat this is my first fic so please go easy on me and please review or I shall order my minions to destroy you BWAHAHAHAH!!!!