Jakob's POV

This isn't going to be fun. My life has just shattered into fragments of flashbacks. Flashbacks of events that I may not ever recover. Yes, serving Kamui was fun. Anything for her, I'd do. Somehow, she doesn't believe me. What was it that I did incorrectly? I can't recall of such tragedy in recent events. Even when I concentrate on it, in a mass quantity, nothing rings a bell. Have I been played by someone? Someone in the army? Truly at heart, I don't trust many others other than Kamui. Drop that thought. She no longer thinks I'm useful to her anyways.

So, it's all up to me now. It's either I win her trust back, or I become dissenter to her. One or the other. It's simple as that. If the concept is a lack of trust, in Kamui's eyes, I'll give her the same.

However, I did promise I'd make it up to her. If I decided to do one misdemeanor act, I would have been banished immediately. What would I do then? Die in the woods of the Forlorn? Be consumed by Faceless? The answer to that would be entirely unpredictable. If I chose to follow her, my agenda would become more tranquil than ever. I'd finally redeem myself to who I truly belong to.

If my preference were to be the opposing one, my plans would roll downhill. Nothing could be accomplished. The task at hand now is on a jagged journey to what could become nothingness.

I find myself leaning toward winning her respect once more. I feel of it as the right path.

My head ached at all of the reflecting being done. My eyes were pierced at the brightness of my environment. The giant orb of fire was about to be consumed be the great mountains in the distance.

Despite the piercing, and pain, I was still dwelling on questions I still had. Why did this happen? Was it fate itself that chose it to happen or, was this a complete misunderstanding? I'm unsure of who or what that would have given me that response.

Well, given or not, maybe I could talk it over with some tea once we are victors that advance past Demon's Falls, toward Castle Krakenburg. Maybe we could speak our minds, and possibly I'll obtain her perspective upon the situation? Hard to tell if such a thing were to happen. It is a plan conceived, but will that plan go into action? There was no way she take the request in at first hand. She would be too stubborn to accept. I know her all too well for her to jump at me with surprises. She is-predictable.

At the time at hand, I was in front of the Dawn Armory. I had Lady Kamui's supplies ready for the trip to the treacherous road ahead. It consisted of: Extra water, (keep in mind, a place like that will be scorching.) some rice and peaches, rods (She is a Hoshidan Noble), and kodachis (For farther distance, and in case she would prefer not to scratch her Noble Yato.).

All of the consisting items were stored in a small sack. I recently stopped by at the mess hall to gather the food, and the spring for the liquid. The rods I had as leftovers. (I happen to have several since I'm a butler.) I just evacuated from the armory to gather kodachis.

Because that task was no longer on my plate, it was time to take out the trash. I have yet to gather my things. Thankfully, I do not require so much. I already equipped my trusty dagger, and my essentials such as food and water were just around the corner. (Thankfully, the springs and whatnot are relatively nearby the armory. Kamui just prefers her premade from the mess hall.)

I dashed over lightly toward the peach tree. It was abundant of its ripe fruit. During this time of year, those peaches were at its best in taste, and nutrition. The plant happens to be not very tall, so no challenge occurred when transferring the food to my hands.

I was satisfied glancing at the yumminess of the victuals I contained in my hands. I was on my way to Kamui's quarters to hand over her essentials, and traveled closer as I smelled the varied aromas of the comestibles.

I approached the door, and realized the difficult part was just about to commence: communication with the Hoshidan Noble. I no longer began to think of my internal issues, and pushed the door open in a gentle manner with one hand, two sacks in the other.

She didn't say anything. One look, and back to her hair it was. It appeared normally, there was no flaws to it whatsoever. Why would she be gazing at it? Well, I do not find it necessary to search for an answer, rather to speak it.

"I have your items ready for our next journey," I began.

She was still looking in the mirror, acting not interested in the slightest. "Mm-hm."

Has she lost ALL respect towards her servant? Allow me to correct that: "Ex-servant." Just because of one slip up, it doesn't mean she had authority to begin to do such unrighteous acts.

"Why are you gazing upon your locks? None of us are going to a formal ceremony or anything of the sorts."

"I always make sure it's in its best condition," She replied of what seemed untruthful.

"Where do you want me to—"

"Right beside my bed." She interrupted.

The sack was placed beside her slumber area. Then, I spoke once again. "Are you ready to go?"

"No, one second."

Then, I had just about lost myself. I was done with her selfish games. Childish at best. It was aging, rapidly. "What's wrong with you!?"

"Nothing," her voice began to get an angry tone.

"There is!" I took a deep breath. "You have dropped all of your kindness and heroine-like personality!"

"No, nothing like that has happened!" She bang her fist on the dresser. "You're the one who doesn't understand what I'M going through!" Her eyebrows were extremely furrowed.

"I do! You are the one that hangs the balance between Hoshido and Nohr! You are destined to finish the continuous dread between the kingdoms! I can also begin to comprehend the stress it comes with. I just want to know one thing: Where's your respect?"

"…."

"Hm?" An eyebrow was raised.

With no answer, she ran out the door. I began to sense sadness nearby. Agony was near, but it was hard to tell why it existed. For sure, it wasn't me. All I had was anger, but not sadness.

Another detail was present: Her sack was left behind. No thoughts required, I grabbed it, and walked out the door.

I really hope you guys liked this one. I really hope it does not disappoint. I want everyone to enjoy what I have created, but for sure, not everyone will. If you didn't enjoy it, well thank you for looking, at least.