"Mm-hmm..."
(′｀)
In the end, Annie still couldn't find anything tasty in the kitchen of the Dawnguard Castle.
Because the burly old chef with scars all over his arms, who also limped from having once taken an arrow to the knee, wasn't in the kitchen, she had no choice but to look around for a couple of apples she could eat without cooking. Then she munched on them as she wandered out of Dawnguard Castle.
"Mhm, mhm..."
(￣~￣) Munch!
Apples would have to do. It couldn't be helped at this hour. Why had she woken up now instead of later, closer to lunchtime?
Whoosh~!
"!?"
∑(゜-゜) What the heck?!
"Whoa!!"
!?("")
Thwack!!
She had only just turned around when a crossbow bolt flashed past her head and buried itself deep in a wooden crate behind her!
(...)
(*￣￣*)
"..."
=(*)
Staring at the quivering crossbow bolt that had flown so close to her hair and sunk into the crate, Annie stood there stunned for a good while. Then she hurriedly turned toward the direction it had come from.
"Who was that? Which scoundrel is trying to murder this queen?!"
Σ(Д;≡;д)?
"???"
(.)
Annie quickly zeroed in on the suspect!
It was obvious. The guy over there, fiddling with his crossbow without even realizing when he'd fired the bolt—and with no idea he'd nearly hit someone—was Agmaer, the spirited young man who had come with her to Dawnguard Castle the day before yesterday!
"..."
(ˇˇ)
"Hmph!!"
(ˉ~ˉ)
Seeing that he hadn't even looked her way, much less come over to apologize, Annie grew unhappy. She turned and strode toward him.
"??"
"Ah!!"
At last, the farmer recruit Agmaer found what was wrong with his crossbow and managed to fix it. As soon as he looked up, he saw a little girl