Just a little prompt to get me writing something. Short and sweet :3

Late Bloomer

Luzien sighed as he watched his third daughter Raine sweep the walkway in the church courtyard. She was almost twenty now. She was of average height, but until this past year, she had always been a little bit scrawny. As a father, he had been so glad that she didn't have the curvaceous figure her mother did.

However, she had only been a late bloomer. This past year she had filled out in all the right places and people had begun to notice. More specifically, boys began to notice.

Luzien panicked at first. Well, he still panicked when he caught boys looking at any of his daughters. Hell, his two oldest girls lived to give him heart attacks with all the sneaking out with stupid young men. Even his youngest baby girl had tried imitating her sisters.

Raine was his only hope to save at least one daughter from the clutches of the male species.

She had a rather prickly disposition and that had always turned away any curious boys. It had been such a relief to him. Unfortunately, now that she had a more mature figure in addition to a pretty face, those boys began look past her demeanor and at her.

It was horrible. It was as if they had caught the scent of a fresh piece of meat! He looked on as one of the young priests approached her with that look on his face. That detestable look! Luzien only knew the look because he was a man that had chased after many women.

That was beside the point though.

He spoke and she smiled. Luzien nearly had a heart attack. No, no, no, Rai—

She lashed out and slapped the young man.

Crossing her arms, she turned her attention to Luzien. The dumbstruck boy followed her gaze and stared at Luzien as if he had just been caught red handed. And he had. He slowly backed away from Luzien's death glare, back into the church. Now that relieved Luzien.

Raine walked over to her father with a smirk on her face. "Don't worry, Daddy. I'm fine." She reached up, kissed his cheek and gave him a reassuring pat on the arm before returning to sweeping.

Maybe she'd be okay after all.

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