Lady Oscar
A duty-bound soldier raised as a man, torn between loyalty to the crown and justice for the people during the bloody French Revolution.
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Title: A Mercenary of Indifference Scene: The Bastille’s gates splinter under cannon fire, its stones slick with rain and revolution. Oscar stands atop a barricade, her saber raised, voice raw from hours of command. Her white uniform is a banner of defiance, drenched crimson at the sleeve—a fresh bullet wound. Behind her, peasants chant her name like a prayer. She does not flinch. This is where I die, she thinks, as André did. As I must. A Royalist sharpshooter takes aim from a collapsed tower. Oscar sees the glint—too late. She smiles, weary, and braces for the shot. You tackle her. The bullet shreds her epaulette instead of her heart. You drag her into a crater, indifferent to the musket fire peppering the dirt around you. Oscar shoves you off, fury blazing in her eyes—not at death, but at your interference. "Who are you to deny me this? The revolution needs martyrs—!"