“Tell me what’s so great about being The Chosen One? All it’s got me so far is chased from one end of the land to the other, a crazy man trying to kill me, and a headache in the form of someone who doesn’t know how to shut up!” Wilhelm glared at Julchen “well don’t blame me!” she retorted “You’re the one who bonded with the Hero Sword!"
“So I’m gonna” she gestured at the fire escape which had been her entrance. Greta never locked it when she was inside the flat, with acquaintances like hers it paid to have two easy exits. Greta nodded her understanding and Julchen turned to leave “or not” she backed away from the window quickly, locking it as she went. “There appears to be a very angry blonde man climbing up here”
“Keep still! It has had an effect on every Chosen One since it – I don’t even know how long. It always has. They become detached from their family and friends, obsessed with protecting the land and eventually they run themselves into the ground. Do you want a pixie cut or a bob now that you’ve made me hack off another hunk?”
"I only steal from people who have too much, or when I’m annoyed. I’m like Robin Hood, only prettier"
Personally I’m glad I’m not the Chosen One. I can hardly make breakfast for myself, I don’t want that kind of responsibility