The Warrior Princess | c!Technoblade

CHAPTER 4 | Uncertainty

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Finally after a long day, you finally arrived home.

[a/n: your realistic Minecraft house <3  Photo from pinterest]

Your house is nestled deep within the heart of the forest, its aged and weathered exterior blending seamlessly with the natural surroundings. It exudes an air of rustic charm and timeless beauty, embodying a sense of history and connection to the land.

As you approach the house, your eyes are drawn to the front yard, where a picturesque field of daisies stretches out like a carpet of pure white and gold, a stark contrast to the rich, green forest that envelops the property. The daisies sway gently in the breeze, their delicate petals brushing against each other, creating a soft, soothing melody of nature.

As you entered your house after a long, exhausting day, you couldn't help but feel a sense of relief wash over you. The weight that had been pressing down on your chest all day finally began to lift. However, as you took in the state of your house, it was clear that it was in disarray. The chaos outside seemed to have followed you home, leaving you with a sense of unease.

You took a moment for yourself, standing in the center of your living room, trying to recollect your thoughts. Everything had been moving so quickly, and even though you weren't directly involved, you still felt the immense pressure of choosing a side in the conflict. It felt suffocating, like the walls were closing in on you.

You longed for the comfort of your parents, for the reassuring presence of your best friends, Fiona and Alexandra. You wished for the days when everything was simpler, before this new war had erupted. This time, it felt different, and you couldn't shake the uncertainty of how it would all play out. Thoughts raced through your mind. Where was Karl? Was he still alive, or had he become one of them? Had his memory been erased too?

For the first time in a long while, you felt truly alone. Even though you had Technoblade on your side, it didn't provide the same comfort as the familiar faces of your loved ones. Overwhelmed by a wave of unexplainable emotions, you struggled to make sense of it all.

"I need tea and sleep," you said aloud to yourself, recognizing that a moment of solace and a hot cup of tea might help ease some of the turmoil inside you.

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The Next Day

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Sick.

That's what you felt like the moment you entered the white house.

Literally a lot of air conditioning.