- Location
- Parts Unknown
I can. Hell, that's practically why he married her.
Noblesse Oblige [Znt/SI]
asdx
Superior Sword Fairy
- Location
- Texas.
You know what...from what I remember from the Shadenight123 corner thread, Shade supposedly looks like Jean Colbert. A fun little thing to think about.Thanks.
Don't know why but every time I read a character description my brain kicks it out after awhile and fills it in with something else.
For instance, in my head, Henry looks a bit like this
Edit: I found the quote
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Nervos Belli
Don't think this means you've won!
- Location
- Murica
The Romans were complaining about younger generations basically since the founding of Rome. It's just a symptom of being human. People were complaining when their civilizations were in their golden ages, and when they were in decline. There's no correlation between people complaining about younger generations and imminent societal collapse.
Mockingly-Tricky
Ketchup Enthusiast
- Location
- Happy Funtime Candyland
Huh...*blink*
I'm gone for a couple of hours, and by the time I get back everyone is talking about why Rome collapsed and how.
Well, whatever.
AVE ROMAE!
I'm gone for a couple of hours, and by the time I get back everyone is talking about why Rome collapsed and how.
Well, whatever.
AVE ROMAE!
- Location
- Malaysia
Raven hasn't started his usual quotes in front of her. And she might not even know Poe. I certainly don't at that age, especially if she is the kind of girl that don't put much stock in literature and her school might not include Poe in their syllabus.
Madou Sutegobana
Autocorrupt has been disabled.
- Location
- Twin Realms Mandala
That just means we'll make up our own colors...
Let's try zero tint(because saying brightness sounded like a stealth insult), imaginary hue, and wine saturation. I'll call this color Shadenight!
- Location
- Singapore
Yes, Anne, you stupid dolt. You are basically in a world that by your ignorant standards, is essentially in the Middle Ages (presuming your definition of medieval is a pre 1789 Ancien Regime society). That being said, Wardes is merely two years older than Cattleya, so your assessment is completely wrong.
Has it sunk in yet that you aren't in the Fifth Republic?
I presume, due to her utter ignorance and lack of meta-ideas about Fantasy worlds, that in her time, Fantasy hasn't necessarily hit main-stream Pop Culture yet. So this is before Lord of the Rings or Harry Potter, else we'd probably get snarky comparisons of how basically ZnT is a world where the Wizards rule Muggles as aristocrats, rather than retreating into hiding.
- Location
- Philippines
She's a teenager. A teenager that goes out to nightclubs/parties with drugs and alcohol. Not exactly the kind of person I would trust to have references just click in her mind, much less knowledge of history and nerd culture.
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- Pronouns
- she/her
I would honestly be surprised if Ducky even bothered to read the books required for her English/French classes.
I wouldn't be so quick to judge. Just because she goes to clubs does not mean Anna fits every other steriotype. She was summoned to be King Joseph's familiar after all.
floppy_seal99
D-O-G-A-R-S DOGARS!
- Location
- snooping as usual
That could just mean she's got obscenely high alcohol tolerance...which now, as a familiar, becomes useful. How? The more blackout drunk she is, the more powerful her magic becomes. Saito needs a weapon, Ducky needs wine.
@shadenight123 .... Why does your tag now specify your Gallian wife?
Mizu
Software Developer
- Location
- Victoria, Australia
butler made the
Raven's been a pest sometimes, it seems. Poor servants.
Nervos Belli
Don't think this means you've won!
- Location
- Murica
It did from the beginning, I thought?
- Location
- The Internet
She has a cell phone, so... she's from a very modern era. Considering how common main-stream pop culture for those subjects is nowadays.... Even if she never read a book she'd have known. SO she must be from an alternate reality where those books never existed.
OR.... Or she's actually much smarter then she lets on, and is using her current actions to keep people off balance, while she matches up her knowledge of fantasy setting with her current location. Then will take everyone by surprise and conquer the world.
Rinn
Coffee Addict
- Location
- Cornfield County, Ohio
Even better: In-between flirting with Henry, the Queen expressly stated that she wanted him to marry her daughter... Such a greedy Queen, wanting to keep all the family together!
floppy_seal99
D-O-G-A-R-S DOGARS!
- Location
- snooping as usual
That would admittedly be quite in line with the Joseph we've seen. Excellent synergy, that.
Omake - What Being an Adult is all About
- Location
- Elsewhere
Adulthood
It had taken a while for Anne to truly understand what Henry had meant.
Originally she hadn't paid too much attention to him, and the way he ordered around the guards combined with his stuffy old-man clothing and formal speech had given the impression that he was old.
'Well, not old old, but like, late-twenties or something.'
It was only later that she looked closer and realized he was actually pretty young. College age maybe.
But on the other hand, he was giving orders! And people were obeying! At best he was supposed to be the Wet-Behind-The-Ears Newbie not the guy in charge!
'Well, not "in charge" in charge. It's pretty clear who wears the pants in that relationship.'
But then she had overheard him when he was "Duke-ing." He had been discussing taxes... and not paying taxes, deciding taxes.
Aside from the sheer surreal-ness of knowing somebody with that kind of power, it had really hit home that he was an adult, with all the power and responsibilities that entailed.
Anne was young. And as much as she wanted the respect of a grown-up, she was vaguely aware that none of her peers had to deal with the full consequences of their actions yet.
But now people considered her an adult. Even when they were sneering at her "commoner" status, absolutely none of them had treated her like a child. And they held her responsible for her actions, forcefully if necessary.
That was... heavy.
On the other hand, it looked like the double-standard was alive and well.
'I'll bet nobody ever told His Dukeiness he could only have one glass of wine a day...'
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- Location
- Lynn, MA
- Pronouns
- He/Him/His
She's new so she gets a pass in not knowing that every one of his loved ones has told him to quit with the wine.
- Location
- Malaysia
Raven, a pest.
Heh.
He's just following what nature intended him to be!
Nature intended for him to be an item exchange.Raven, a pest.
Heh.
He's just following what nature intended him to be!
Chapter One Hundred and Five
- Location
- https://discord.gg/z9tBvbh
Chapter One Hundred and Five
Joseph looked at the girl, and the girl looked back at Joseph with a hint of a squirm in her features. The tension could be cut with a knife, so I uncorked a bottle of wine and took a deep swill of it. We were once more in the Drinking Room, as it was aptly called. The servants had been excused, and thus only the trio composed of myself, Joseph and Anne stood within the room. This time, rather than a pink curtain, the royal tailor had dressed Anne with a frilly dress meant to please the eyes of the king with a generous view of the girl's chest. Since it was generous by the standards of Halkeginia, it was nothing perverted, thankfully.
"So, Joseph, you get a bird too," I said as a way of breaking the ice. "Her name is Anne, Anne Mallard," I remarked. "She claims she's from a world with a single moon, where magic doesn't exist," I continued shrugging. "I got her to walk in a straight line without making a fool of herself, but that's pretty much it."
"Hey!" Anne shot out angrily, "That's not..." she mumbled, before shaking her head. "I don't even know what I'm supposed to do."
"Well," Joseph said with a huff, "I wouldn't have thought it possible, but having sent men right and left for information, it appears Henry here is quite right in his assessment," he grumbled, "So, you are the mind of God, a familiar of the legendary Void element-my element," he hummed thoughtfully. "You don't look divine."
Anne blinked, "Uh? What? What are you saying?"
Joseph turned to look at me, and I shrugged. "Oi, if I had told her what she was and what she could do, I would have never managed to get through her head the most important lessons I could cram in such a space-also, she's your familiar. Get to know her, will ya?" I took another deep gulp of wine, sighing as the pleasant warmth spread throughout my chest. "My wife might just stab me otherwise."
"Isabella should get used to not getting the things she wants," Joseph remarked dryly as he uncorked a bottle of his own and began to drink. He then glanced at Anne, who was still standing, and gestured for her to take a chair. "Sit anywhere."
Anne did so, even as she looked from Joseph to me, and viceversa. She then extended a hand and grabbed a nearby bottle, pulling at the cork for a bit before huffing and placing it back in front of her with a sorrowful look. Joseph glanced at me, and I in turn glanced at him. He scowled, and I rolled my eyes, glancing once more at the bottle's cork.
He stopped scowling long enough to grab the bottle in front of his familiar and uncork it, before putting it back in front of Anne.
"Thank you," Anne said as she grabbed the bottle, and then took a tiny sip out of it.
"I can see the appeal," Joseph said after a few seconds, "it's like feeding a puppy, who then excitedly waggles his tail and barks happily," he hummed thoughtfully. "If you say she can walk a straight line without making a fool of herself, I might even believe you." He took a swing at his bottle. "Send my regards to your family," he added. "Are you planning on staying there for more than a couple of days?"
"Honestly, with how things are, it will be enough to stay for the day of the ceremony," I said with a sigh. "There's much to do, and little time to do it."
"Be glad you aren't ruling a whole country," Joseph grumbled in turn. "Then you'd discover just how little and precious time is-and I'm even leaving stuff to do to Isabella, ah-why can't they just govern themselves and give me their money? That would be-"
"Where I come from," Anne said suddenly, making me cringe as I realized what she was going to say, "We-We have a democracy in place. It's a Republic-the people vote for their...candidates, who then decide all together what laws to pass and what to do or not to do-"
"Uhm..." Joseph said, looking at her with interest, "And what about your king? What does he do?"
"We don't have a king...we toppled the monarchy," Anne said nervously. "But-there's a country that still has a monarchy! They're just-figureheads?"
"So they get the money, the prestige...and they do absolutely nothing?" Joseph asked, sounding now suddenly more interested than ever before. Anne nodded, and I dreaded her next words which came without a doubt.
"It's Great Britain-they have a constitutional monarchy in place, but...it's basically a democracy, the queen just wears silly hats and waves her hand-"
"I could wear a silly hat and wave my hand one day, and spend the rest of the year sleeping and whoring around?" Joseph asked with his eyes wide and sparkling, "Henry! I want to do that!"
I cringed. "That's not going to work, Joseph," I said. "What about the rest of the nobles? Do they get to wave their hands around and wear silly hats?" I looked at Anne, who shook her head.
"I dunno, but I think they aren't there? Like, there's just the monarchy or whatever-no other nobles," she said, nervously scratching the back of her neck. "I guess-I guess it wouldn't work?"
"Maybe I could put the nobles to work in my stead," Joseph said, "If I gather enough in one room, they might even get to-"
I shook my head. "Joseph," I said softly. "You may certainly do that, but...remember the church? They won't allow such a thing. Royalty is the direct descendant of Holy Brimir, if you do that, if you give power to unworthy ones-they won't accept it so easily, because it would lift doubts upon their own worth."
Joseph furrowed his brows, "Ah, the church," he grumbled. "That pesky thing-I see," he nodded. "No funny hats or waving hands for me then." He turned towards Anne, "Your country must have quite the peaceful church to allow non-nobles to lead the people-"
"There's freedom of religion," Anne mumbled, "I-I don't know how, but one day the church simply stopped being powerful, and they became...an extra in someone's life? I mean-my grandma was catholic-"
"Catholic?" Joseph inclined his head to the side. "What is that?"
"It's-well, the story goes that two thousands years ago, Jesus-" I cringed. I kept on cringing even as Anne explained how the son of God descended from the heavens and did all of that stuff that they usually teach children in middle school during the religious hour -except me and my classes, we got to play briscola, and I was the unquestionable champion of it throughout all of my middle and high school years.
"Ah! So it is similar to our Brimiric faith," Joseph remarked with a nod. "Brimir was the first mage to possess the legendary power of the Void, and he used it to fight the elves and save mankind from their genocide. However, he had to abandon the promised land, but one day-one day his descendants shall once more unite, and bring forth his holy power. On that day, they will defeat the elves and conquer the promised lands."
"Uh-uh," Anne said, "Yeah, well, we had crusades too-they didn't end well."
I simply watched, fascinated, as Anne and Joseph spoke to one another.
Perhaps things would go so badly between the two of them.
A man can dream, can he not?
Joseph looked at the girl, and the girl looked back at Joseph with a hint of a squirm in her features. The tension could be cut with a knife, so I uncorked a bottle of wine and took a deep swill of it. We were once more in the Drinking Room, as it was aptly called. The servants had been excused, and thus only the trio composed of myself, Joseph and Anne stood within the room. This time, rather than a pink curtain, the royal tailor had dressed Anne with a frilly dress meant to please the eyes of the king with a generous view of the girl's chest. Since it was generous by the standards of Halkeginia, it was nothing perverted, thankfully.
"So, Joseph, you get a bird too," I said as a way of breaking the ice. "Her name is Anne, Anne Mallard," I remarked. "She claims she's from a world with a single moon, where magic doesn't exist," I continued shrugging. "I got her to walk in a straight line without making a fool of herself, but that's pretty much it."
"Hey!" Anne shot out angrily, "That's not..." she mumbled, before shaking her head. "I don't even know what I'm supposed to do."
"Well," Joseph said with a huff, "I wouldn't have thought it possible, but having sent men right and left for information, it appears Henry here is quite right in his assessment," he grumbled, "So, you are the mind of God, a familiar of the legendary Void element-my element," he hummed thoughtfully. "You don't look divine."
Anne blinked, "Uh? What? What are you saying?"
Joseph turned to look at me, and I shrugged. "Oi, if I had told her what she was and what she could do, I would have never managed to get through her head the most important lessons I could cram in such a space-also, she's your familiar. Get to know her, will ya?" I took another deep gulp of wine, sighing as the pleasant warmth spread throughout my chest. "My wife might just stab me otherwise."
"Isabella should get used to not getting the things she wants," Joseph remarked dryly as he uncorked a bottle of his own and began to drink. He then glanced at Anne, who was still standing, and gestured for her to take a chair. "Sit anywhere."
Anne did so, even as she looked from Joseph to me, and viceversa. She then extended a hand and grabbed a nearby bottle, pulling at the cork for a bit before huffing and placing it back in front of her with a sorrowful look. Joseph glanced at me, and I in turn glanced at him. He scowled, and I rolled my eyes, glancing once more at the bottle's cork.
He stopped scowling long enough to grab the bottle in front of his familiar and uncork it, before putting it back in front of Anne.
"Thank you," Anne said as she grabbed the bottle, and then took a tiny sip out of it.
"I can see the appeal," Joseph said after a few seconds, "it's like feeding a puppy, who then excitedly waggles his tail and barks happily," he hummed thoughtfully. "If you say she can walk a straight line without making a fool of herself, I might even believe you." He took a swing at his bottle. "Send my regards to your family," he added. "Are you planning on staying there for more than a couple of days?"
"Honestly, with how things are, it will be enough to stay for the day of the ceremony," I said with a sigh. "There's much to do, and little time to do it."
"Be glad you aren't ruling a whole country," Joseph grumbled in turn. "Then you'd discover just how little and precious time is-and I'm even leaving stuff to do to Isabella, ah-why can't they just govern themselves and give me their money? That would be-"
"Where I come from," Anne said suddenly, making me cringe as I realized what she was going to say, "We-We have a democracy in place. It's a Republic-the people vote for their...candidates, who then decide all together what laws to pass and what to do or not to do-"
"Uhm..." Joseph said, looking at her with interest, "And what about your king? What does he do?"
"We don't have a king...we toppled the monarchy," Anne said nervously. "But-there's a country that still has a monarchy! They're just-figureheads?"
"So they get the money, the prestige...and they do absolutely nothing?" Joseph asked, sounding now suddenly more interested than ever before. Anne nodded, and I dreaded her next words which came without a doubt.
"It's Great Britain-they have a constitutional monarchy in place, but...it's basically a democracy, the queen just wears silly hats and waves her hand-"
"I could wear a silly hat and wave my hand one day, and spend the rest of the year sleeping and whoring around?" Joseph asked with his eyes wide and sparkling, "Henry! I want to do that!"
I cringed. "That's not going to work, Joseph," I said. "What about the rest of the nobles? Do they get to wave their hands around and wear silly hats?" I looked at Anne, who shook her head.
"I dunno, but I think they aren't there? Like, there's just the monarchy or whatever-no other nobles," she said, nervously scratching the back of her neck. "I guess-I guess it wouldn't work?"
"Maybe I could put the nobles to work in my stead," Joseph said, "If I gather enough in one room, they might even get to-"
I shook my head. "Joseph," I said softly. "You may certainly do that, but...remember the church? They won't allow such a thing. Royalty is the direct descendant of Holy Brimir, if you do that, if you give power to unworthy ones-they won't accept it so easily, because it would lift doubts upon their own worth."
Joseph furrowed his brows, "Ah, the church," he grumbled. "That pesky thing-I see," he nodded. "No funny hats or waving hands for me then." He turned towards Anne, "Your country must have quite the peaceful church to allow non-nobles to lead the people-"
"There's freedom of religion," Anne mumbled, "I-I don't know how, but one day the church simply stopped being powerful, and they became...an extra in someone's life? I mean-my grandma was catholic-"
"Catholic?" Joseph inclined his head to the side. "What is that?"
"It's-well, the story goes that two thousands years ago, Jesus-" I cringed. I kept on cringing even as Anne explained how the son of God descended from the heavens and did all of that stuff that they usually teach children in middle school during the religious hour -except me and my classes, we got to play briscola, and I was the unquestionable champion of it throughout all of my middle and high school years.
"Ah! So it is similar to our Brimiric faith," Joseph remarked with a nod. "Brimir was the first mage to possess the legendary power of the Void, and he used it to fight the elves and save mankind from their genocide. However, he had to abandon the promised land, but one day-one day his descendants shall once more unite, and bring forth his holy power. On that day, they will defeat the elves and conquer the promised lands."
"Uh-uh," Anne said, "Yeah, well, we had crusades too-they didn't end well."
I simply watched, fascinated, as Anne and Joseph spoke to one another.
Perhaps things would go so badly between the two of them.
A man can dream, can he not?