"Lord, help me get one more..."

Warning: Themes of war and violence, potential /death/ / and other unsavory topics.

For some reason, she felt comfy. Throughout her service in the Empire ever since the world split into two sides, turmoil plagued everyone, even as they went underground. Comfort and assurance was a luxury when every nook and cranny of these caves lurked dangerous people.

No, something felt off.

The woman opened her eyes and stared at the rocky ceiling. When she looked down, she noticed she was covered in white fabric- she was covered by a blanket on some bed.

"Squire Margaret, I presume?"

Someone addressed her. The woman moved to stand up from the bed but was stopped when the person gestured.

"No, it's alright. You're still recovering."

She sat back, blinking in confusion after being woken up just seconds ago.

"Uh, yes ma'am...?"

"For your valiant performance in yesterday's attack, you've been awarded a medal and officially knighted."

The officer pins a medal on the flustered woman's uniform and salutes.

"Wait wait- excuse me, if I may ask, ma'am, but what happened?"

She asked meekly while inspecting the medal in awe.

The officer pulled a nearby chair, before setting the portable radio on her back and sat down. The device flickered to life and spoke:

"--The Golden Empire triumphs over Nation dogs after a successful campaign claims another sector! Our brave heroes have fought against corrupt democracy in the name of the Queen for--"

It continued speaking propaganda as the officer stared at the woman.

"Your squad pierced through the enemy defense for our reinforcements to overwhelm them."

The memories flooded back now. She remembered how exhausting it was to carry her shield and trudge through gunfire...

...

The woman looked back at herself, noting the state she was in.

"Are they safe? You should reward them as well, they fought as hard as I did!"

The officer sat quietly with a composed expression. When she met her eyes, something flickered. Guilt? It was unreadable. Instead, she stood up and grabbed a bottle of Dan-Janiel, offering it to the woman.

...

She started sobbing as she accepted it.

"I understand... Thank you..."

The officer ruffled her hair. She picked up the portable radio she set down and wore it on her back, and turned to leave.

"Rest for as long as you want today, you're a good person. Godspeed."

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