Hello folks, here is the first two paragraphs of my current work Lady by Birth, Warrior by Heart.
“Quinn! Quinn!” She heard her mother yelling her name from the direction of their family house. For all of her mother’s ladyness she was sure good at yelling and being strict.
Shit. Had she been out that long? She must have lost track of time. Her parents would be furious if she was not home for dinner on time. Last time she was late for dinner because of her practice they made her stay inside for two weeks. It was like she was a doll in a house. She hated dolls, they were so delicate and little girly. The sword was the kind of thing she liked to play with.