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Omake - Anne's True Nature Revealed
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    • This really does read like someone else did an SI into Henry's Halkegania... Start with the "Pretty Teenaged Genki Party Gurl(TM)​" in a skimpy outfit (because it'll obviously be ok, she's, like, the Protag, nothing bad will come of it!)

    Then she notices that it wasn't Lulu that kissed her ("My First(TM)​! How dare you!?" - The first of the many Stations of SI Stories), and Henry is there. Who the fuck is Henry? Why did I get summoned as Myoz, wasn't that supposed to be Sheffield!? Fuck, what do I do? Ah, just wing it, I'm the Protag! Nothing will go wrong!"

    Cue the bratty behavior, modern tween entitlement, etc. She makes sure to run outside so that she can have a (fake) freakout at the sight of the twin moons (Station number Two - I can't tell you how often I've seen this in ZNT SI stories). Goes to bed, thinking, "Heh. Maybe this is better than getting summoned by Lulu! I know how the story goes! With my knowledge of Canon, I'll be ruling this joint by next week!"

    Then she finds out that Henry's replaced her dress. How's she supposed to show these medieval rubes how to be sexy and trendy without her party clothes!? They burned them!? How dare they! Don't they know who she is!? She's the goddamn Protag! They can't do this shit to her! She'll just go give that asshole a piece of her mind, and he'll just stand there and take it, because she's the Protag, and that's how this works! (Station number Three - Seriously, how often does your typical SI go off on a long winded rant about something or other, and Lulu/Colbert/other nobles/Karin(!!!) just shuts up and listens? How realistic is it that a strange commoner who appeared out of an explosion is going to be allowed to barge in on their business and yell at a noble without consequences? Even Saito got blasted in the face the first few times...)

    It's really only once the guards smack her that it starts to sink in that this isn't anime, and maybe she needs to rethink her strategy, and "HOLY FUCK! THAT SMARTS! OOOOOOOOOOW! THEY HIT ME! WHY DID THEY HIT ME!?" And then, Henry to the rescue. He spends the next few days teaching her enough basic comportment to not get herself whipped and/or beaten in punishment for her general behavior (looking at you, Saito!), then presents her to Joseph again. Immediately, she sees her chance! Obviously, Joseph is the other half of the Protag Duo; this Henry guy is just a side character that never made it to the LN! She can just use her Natural Charm and convince Joseph to do whatever she wants! Insert clumsy attempt to convert this Backwards Monarchy into the obviously superior Democratic Republic! Only a few impassioned speeches away from leading these squares into the future! Joseph will take care of the details, that's what his character is for! (Station number Four - Enlightening the morons who run things around here as to just how ignorant they are! Obviously the SI has a better understanding of Government and Religion than literally everyone in Halkegania. Just let it slip to the commoners and disillusioned nobles about how Democracy is better, and they'll fall over themselves to organize the revolts!)

    Enter: Henry the Party-Pooper. Again. Suddenly, this SI thing is seeming like a lot more work than she was expecting! "Why aren't they falling all over themselves to do what I want them to!? And shouldn't there have been (at least) a few instances of Harem Hijinks to break up the monotony? Where's the rest of the quirky cast? Jeeze, this is a lot less fun than I thought it would be..."


    I know that it's stretching the SOD that a random teen from Earth could pull that over on Henry, but it kinda fits? Maybe? Tell me what you guys think...

    EDIT: Holy shit, this got made into an Omake... Hmmm. My First (Accidental) Omake can't be this Factual?
     
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    • Wow, just...wow. Its a horrifying trainwreck. I don't even know how to describe it. Anne barely has the basics of history, so she tends to tell the abridged version of it more than not, and Henry has no way to correct her.

    Not only that, but her ideas appeal to Joseph. Hell, Henry will probably have nightmares about going to Cattleya's wedding only to come back and see Gallia in flames or orbited by a large disco ball.
     
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    Rinn said:
    This really does read like someone else did an SI into Henry's Halkegania... Start with the "Pretty Teenaged Genki Party Gurl(TM)​" in a skimpy outfit (because it'll obviously be ok, she's, like, the Protag, nothing bad will come of it!)

    Then she notices that it wasn't Lulu that kissed her ("My First(TM)​! How dare you!?" - The first of the many Stations of SI Stories), and Henry is there. Who the fuck is Henry? Why did I get summoned as Myoz, wasn't that supposed to be Sheffield!? Fuck, what do I do? Ah, just wing it, I'm the Protag! Nothing will go wrong!"

    Cue the bratty behavior, modern tween entitlement, etc. She makes sure to run outside so that she can have a (fake) freakout at the sight of the twin moons (Station number Two - I can't tell you how often I've seen this in ZNT SI stories). Goes to bed, thinking, "Heh. Maybe this is better than getting summoned by Lulu! I know how the story goes! With my knowledge of Canon, I'll be ruling this joint by next week!"

    Then she finds out that Henry's replaced her dress. How's she supposed to show these medieval rubes how to be sexy and trendy without her party clothes!? They burned them!? How dare they! Don't they know who she is!? She's the goddamn Protag! They can't do this shit to her! She'll just go give that asshole a piece of her mind, and he'll just stand there and take it, because she's the Protag, and that's how this works! (Station number Three - Seriously, how often does your typical SI go off on a long winded rant about something or other, and Lulu/Colbert/other nobles/Karin(!!!) just shuts up and listens? How realistic is it that a strange commoner who appeared out of an explosion is going to be allowed to barge in on their business and yell at a noble without consequences? Even Saito got blasted in the face the first few times...)

    It's really only once the guards smack her that it starts to sink in that this isn't anime, and maybe she needs to rethink her strategy, and "HOLY FUCK! THAT SMARTS! OOOOOOOOOOW! THEY HIT ME! WHY DID THEY HIT ME!?" And then, Henry to the rescue. He spends the next few days teaching her enough basic comportment to not get herself whipped and/or beaten in punishment for her general behavior (looking at you, Saito!), then presents her to Joseph again. Immediately, she sees her chance! Obviously, Joseph is the other half of the Protag Duo; this Henry guy is just a side character that never made it to the LN! She can just use her Natural Charm and convince Joseph to do whatever she wants! Insert clumsy attempt to convert this Backwards Monarchy into the obviously superior Democratic Republic! Only a few impassioned speeches away from leading these squares into the future! Joseph will take care of the details, that's what his character is for! (Station number Four - Enlightening the morons who run things around here as to just how ignorant they are! Obviously the SI has a better understanding of Government and Religion than literally everyone in Halkegania. Just let it slip to the commoners and disillusioned nobles about how Democracy is better, and they'll fall over themselves to organize the revolts!)

    Enter: Henry the Party-Pooper. Again. Suddenly, this SI thing is seeming like a lot more work than she was expecting! "Why aren't they falling all over themselves to do what I want them to!? And shouldn't there have been (at least) a few instances of Harem Hijinks to break up the monotony? Where's the rest of the quirky cast? Jeeze, this is a lot less fun than I thought it would be..."


    I know that it's stretching the SOD that a random teen from Earth could pull that over on Henry, but it kinda fits? Maybe? Tell me what you guys think...
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    I had hoped that she was from saito's earth.

    Now that hope is dead.
     
    Omake - Marianne's Secret Tryst
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    • MinorGryph said:
    I can't believe Pierre and Karin had a threesome with Queen Marianne.
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    Jack Stargazer said:
    But I mean, we have some pretty compelling first hand evidence that Karin was actually the mother.

    Unless...

    Oh my. That Illusion Mirror...
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    Asterion said:
    I'm now hoping someone Omakes that:rofl:
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    You just said the magic word!

    Omake: Mirrors and Deceptions and Revelations, Oh My!

    Queen Marianne was worried.

    No scratch that, she was terrified! What in the name of the Founder had she been thinking? What she was doing was absolutely shameless, moronic and unbefitting of the ruler of a nation.

    Yet despite that, she couldn't help herself. She desperately wanted to see her old friend once more, even if it must be done in these weird and frankly bizarre circumstances. She absentmindely twirled her mustache, as she rode steadily close to the Valliere mansion, the pale moon light revealing her visage to be the exact copy of Duke De La Valliere.

    Her plan was pretty ingenious, if she could say so herself. When the Duke was scheduled to return home from his yearly inspection of his lands, she would order checkpoints to be set across the lands, due to a (false) rumor that someone was smuggling illegal wake-up beans from the land of Rub Al' Khali and any and all persons, no matter their rank, were ordered to be stopped, searched and sentenced to a series of long and probing questions. Any refusals would be consider treason to the Crown and a one-way trip to the nearest dungeon.

    Then she ordered the Mirror of the Sleipnir ball to be sent to her quarters at once. Suprisingly, Headmaster Osmond didn't object one bit to her request. Of course that could be talled to the fact that she and her royal husband hadn't produced an heir yet and there were those whispered rumors about Henry and his brother, the Archduke being caught with bad drawings of huge breasted elves, but that was unimportant!

    While the Duke was busy getting subjected to the vile mercies of bureaucracy, she would use the Mirror to assume his form, get in the Valliere estate, find Karin and then have a long chat with her. And people thought that she was only good at being a pretty face next to the true ruler, ha! There was difference between being able to rule and wanting to actually do it and if all of Tristain wanted to believe that she was only good being a portable baby factory, then let them think so all they wanted.

    Shaking those thoughts of her head, Pierre-Marianne finally reached the front door of the Valliere estate. She got the usual 'Welcome Home Master' from the servants, politely ignored them and then steadily made her way to the master bedroom. Marianne fondly remembered the many times she and Karin would converse with each other in her quarters, how they would laugh and enjoy themselves, away from all the etiquette and honeyed words. Although her young hormonal mind prefered to do something much different and improper with her 'dashing knight', it's still a memory she cherishes fondly to this very day.

    So it was with those happy thoughts that she opened the door and was immediately greeted with a smoldering kiss in the mouth.

    "MFFFFFHHHHHHHHH" Marianne immediately squaked as her mouth was filled with the taste of alcohol and a hint of..... strawberry? She could feel a tongue messing with her own, doing things that she didn't even know it could possibly do.

    Finally after a painfully long time, the intruder finally released her mouth from his clutches, leaving behind a trail of saliva and revealed his face to her.

    Correction, her face.

    Karin Desiree De La Valliere, formerly De Malliart was giving her a wide grin, her cheeks red from either embarassment or alcohol, judging from the empty wine bottle down on the floor, probably the latter and a nightgown that left little to the imagination and wow those dresses were concealing an awful lot and- FOCUS, MARIANNE, NOT THE TIME!

    "Um, Dear" she said with a small voice, trying to find out why her usually cold and grumpy friend was acting so out of character "what is going on?". She desperately tried to ignore Karin's leg gently massaging her outer leg, but she couldn't lie that it felt oddly relaxing.

    "Well, you know how Eleonore has started showing her aptitude in reading and writing, right?" she answered with a smoky voice and a hint of pride, making Pierre-Marianne nod in response. The Valliere firstborn was already praised as a genius, despite her young age and poeple were already expecting great things from the child of the most influental family in Tristain.

    "I am happy that she is showing her worth already and as her mother, I couldn't be more proud of her" she continued, her fingers stroking the ends of her mustache, making Marianne shudder in delight. Then Karin's smirk morphed into a pout "But now, she is no longer cute".

    Wait, what?

    "Don't get me wrong, physically she is adorable and only a heartless monster wouldn't want to glomp those fat wibbly-wubbly cheeks of hers, till they are red and swollen" she quickly amended, her worried tone in contrast to how her chest was provocately pressing right into her own. "But inwardly, she has matured. She no longer greets me with a hug, but a bow. When she has a nightmare, she doesn't come to our bedroom for hugs and kisses, but tries to be fend it off as nothing. She no longer reffers to me as 'Mama', but Honorable Mother and lastly she doesn't want me to fly her around with wind magic, but wants instead more books" she sniffed, her eyes slightly watering, as she turned them right into Marianne's own "I am not a bad mother, right?".

    Marianne was quite shocked at the turn of events. Here she was, disquised as her best friend's husband, subjected to the greatest torture of her life in order to find advice, only to find the roles reversed. That didn't mean however that she wasn't gonna help her friend in return.

    "Dear, please don't say that" Pierre-Marianne gently shoothed her friend, using the back of his hand, to dry her moistured cheeks "You are a amazing mother and an even greater wife and don't let anyone tell you otherwise" she stated with conviction, giving her an honest smile.

    In response, Karin gave her a truly beautiful smile, resting her head right into her shoulder. They stayed silent for a few precious minutes, until karin finally drew back from her.

    "Thank you Pierre for your kind words" she said with a happy tone, lovingly looking at what she thought was her husband. Marianne's danger sense suddenly flared, as Karin's loving smile turned into a lecherous grin "Captain Karin is going to give you a worthy reward".

    One minute she is standing at the door, the next she is lying in the bed, her hands in chains and stripped to just her underpants.

    "What, when, HOW?" Marianne frantically screamed internally, as a couple of pounds of pink haired Duchess depsosited right on her legs.

    "I have decided something, Pierre" she said in a voice, so full of power and authority, that if Marianne's hands weren't preoccupied, she would have immediately saluted.

    Karin turned her lust-hazed eyes on her form, with a grin so wide it would have split her face in half "I want another child!".

    "Meep....."

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    After that night, Marianne found out many things about her friend that she never thought were humanly possible (no one should be that flexible in that age, damnit!). It also had side-effects, both positive and negative.

    Positive: The results from her improptu 'lesson' with Karin made the King so happy, he was finally able to gift the nation with a new heir, Princess Henrietta.

    Negative: Karin gave birth to a healthy boy with very distinct dark purple hair. She didn't know whether the fact that she named him Henry should made her laugh or cry!

    She made a solemn vow that day to never again use that blasted Mirror to get into the Valliere. NEVER!

    That is until she overheard a conversation between the Duke and her husband, about the former's wife waiting him at home in her old Manticore's Captain uniform.

    ........Well, at least Louise came out with pink hair, right?

    AN: Thoughts?
     
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    • Rinn said:
    Enter: Henry the Party-Pooper. Again. Suddenly, this SI thing is seeming like a lot more work than she was expecting! "Why aren't they falling all over themselves to do what I want them to!? And shouldn't there have been (at least) a few instances of Harem Hijinks to break up the monotony? Where's the rest of the quirky cast? Jeeze, this is a lot less fun than I thought it would be..."
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    And then she finds out Henry is Cattleya de la Valliere's twin. He's the brother of one of anime protags that never existed in the original content. Oh boy she would have a freakout except now she can't cover it up and might have to do it internally.
     
    Rinn said:
    EDIT: Holy shit, this got made into an Omake... Hmmm. My First (Accidental) Omake can't be this Factual?
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    If this is relevant to this story, then Henry have to step up his game. A familiar should not influence their master, it's supposed to be the other way around. Joseph has better fulfill his intention of giving Isabella his throne. With the kingdom intact and not on fire.
     
    Rinn said:
    This really does read like someone else did an SI into Henry's Halkegania... Start with the "Pretty Teenaged Genki Party Gurl(TM)​" in a skimpy outfit (because it'll obviously be ok, she's, like, the Protag, nothing bad will come of it!)

    Then she notices that it wasn't Lulu that kissed her ("My First(TM)​! How dare you!?" - The first of the many Stations of SI Stories), and Henry is there. Who the fuck is Henry? Why did I get summoned as Myoz, wasn't that supposed to be Sheffield!? Fuck, what do I do? Ah, just wing it, I'm the Protag! Nothing will go wrong!"

    Cue the bratty behavior, modern tween entitlement, etc. She makes sure to run outside so that she can have a (fake) freakout at the sight of the twin moons (Station number Two - I can't tell you how often I've seen this in ZNT SI stories). Goes to bed, thinking, "Heh. Maybe this is better than getting summoned by Lulu! I know how the story goes! With my knowledge of Canon, I'll be ruling this joint by next week!"

    Then she finds out that Henry's replaced her dress. How's she supposed to show these medieval rubes how to be sexy and trendy without her party clothes!? They burned them!? How dare they! Don't they know who she is!? She's the goddamn Protag! They can't do this shit to her! She'll just go give that asshole a piece of her mind, and he'll just stand there and take it, because she's the Protag, and that's how this works! (Station number Three - Seriously, how often does your typical SI go off on a long winded rant about something or other, and Lulu/Colbert/other nobles/Karin(!!!) just shuts up and listens? How realistic is it that a strange commoner who appeared out of an explosion is going to be allowed to barge in on their business and yell at a noble without consequences? Even Saito got blasted in the face the first few times...)

    It's really only once the guards smack her that it starts to sink in that this isn't anime, and maybe she needs to rethink her strategy, and "HOLY FUCK! THAT SMARTS! OOOOOOOOOOW! THEY HIT ME! WHY DID THEY HIT ME!?" And then, Henry to the rescue. He spends the next few days teaching her enough basic comportment to not get herself whipped and/or beaten in punishment for her general behavior (looking at you, Saito!), then presents her to Joseph again. Immediately, she sees her chance! Obviously, Joseph is the other half of the Protag Duo; this Henry guy is just a side character that never made it to the LN! She can just use her Natural Charm and convince Joseph to do whatever she wants! Insert clumsy attempt to convert this Backwards Monarchy into the obviously superior Democratic Republic! Only a few impassioned speeches away from leading these squares into the future! Joseph will take care of the details, that's what his character is for! (Station number Four - Enlightening the morons who run things around here as to just how ignorant they are! Obviously the SI has a better understanding of Government and Religion than literally everyone in Halkegania. Just let it slip to the commoners and disillusioned nobles about how Democracy is better, and they'll fall over themselves to organize the revolts!)

    Enter: Henry the Party-Pooper. Again. Suddenly, this SI thing is seeming like a lot more work than she was expecting! "Why aren't they falling all over themselves to do what I want them to!? And shouldn't there have been (at least) a few instances of Harem Hijinks to break up the monotony? Where's the rest of the quirky cast? Jeeze, this is a lot less fun than I thought it would be..."


    I know that it's stretching the SOD that a random teen from Earth could pull that over on Henry, but it kinda fits? Maybe? Tell me what you guys think...

    EDIT: Holy shit, this got made into an Omake... Hmmm. My First (Accidental) Omake can't be this Factual?
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    So, um basically, Anne is a Mary Sue?

    *SFA omakeing intensifies*

    Daimonin said:
    At least as common Omake content if nothing else.
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    Hmmmm, soon Daimonin, soon!
     
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    Chapter One Hundred and Six
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    • Chapter One Hundred and Six

    I had high hopes that I would return to find the royal palace of Grand Troyes not up in flames, or Anne's body hanging from the highest tree of the courtyards. Thus, I simply hoped against all hopes even as I watched the landscape pass me by from the window of my carriage, a pouting Isabella standing opposite of me with her arms crossed and her expression stern.

    "Dear," I said, "I was thinking-"

    Isabella snapped her fan open, and began to fan herself while looking out of the window, completely ignoring me.

    "Perhaps on our way back we could stop by the Ragdorian lake and spend a few days by its shores, you and I? The royal vacation villa along its shores would be a nice secluded place for you and I to be alone together, wouldn't you think?" as I remarked that, Isabella's fan began to slow down.

    "We are cross with you," Isabella huffed. "We are really cross with you."

    "I would part with my habit of writing letters or holding correspondence for the time we spent there," I said gently. "My attention would be on you without questions-"

    "So you would not bring your familiar along?" Isabella asked, her fan stopping mid-air.

    "I would not," I exhaled. Isabella stopped fanning herself, and smiled before hopping off her seat to land on my lap, one of her arms encircling my neck.

    "We cannot keep ourselves angry at our husband, no matter how hard we try," Isabella said with a smile, the side of her head dropped against my chest. "We missed you terribly," she mumbled, rubbing her head against my chin, "So, so terribly."

    "I missed you too," I answered gently enough, my arms encircling her as I closed my eyes.

    Isabella giggled at that, "We know, of course we know. We have kept an eye on that uncouth commoner. If she wishes to be one more conquest on my father's bedside, then so be it." She closed her eyes and snuggled closer still. "We do not like seeing you act so amiably with others, husband. Please, refrain from giving your hand to anyone that does not have our approval."

    I sighed, and shook my head gently. "My, what a jealous wife I have."

    "Jealous? I am merely stating the obvious. You. Are. Mine." She huffed then, waving her royal scepter in front of my face. "Any who disagree with that, any who do not like that-I'll make sure they understand, and if not, then I'll punish them. I'll punish them greatly."

    "As you say dear, as you say," I exhaled, closing my eyes and resting the back of my head against the carriage's soft cushy interior, Isabella's form cradled on my lap. It would take days to reach the La Valliere lands by carriage, but since there wasn't a port to dock a flying ship, then this would have to do. We should arrive there the night before the start of the ceremony, or perhaps the afternoon prior if everything went as expected. If not, we'd arrive on the day of the ceremony.

    It would be fine either way.

    Cattleya was radiantly beautiful on that day though. She was wearing a pure white dress that was the envy of every single lady present there -meaning Eleonore- and the twinkle of pride in the eyes of my mother. My own marriage had been a state affair, it didn't have the spirit of it, but the mechanics. This one...this one was different, noticeably so.

    If anything or anyone dared to interrupt such a ceremony-if anyone dared to say but something that made my sister sad during this day-I'd murder them. I'd murder them myself with my own hands and watch as life would ebb out of their dying eyes and last breaths, and I would laugh at their corpses as I smashed their skulls against the ground and grind them into paste-I took a deep breath, and kept watching as the ceremony moved on smoothly.

    Nobody had anything to say, nobody had anything to remark, nobody dared so much as speak. It was only a few seconds later that I realized that both my father and I were emitting the same aura of firm ruthless determination. We shared and glance to one another, and then we both nodded in that way that males do when they completely understand one another. Suffice to say, our combined auras were enough to output more than nine thousands units of Disturb the ceremony and die horribly-joules. Even Karin, for all that she was happy -tiny smile on her face- didn't manage to control Pierre.

    This did speak volumes, since Isabella didn't as much as try.

    As the marriage ceremony came to an end, and Cattleya threw her bouquet, the flowers ended up hastily grabbed by Eleonore. The fact she apparently managed to swing a mean right hook meant absolutely nothing of course, or the fact that she had no competition, or the fact that Cattleya had thrown it in her direction, or the fact that mother had used her wand to quietly change the direction of the winds-none of it mattered, but the Comte de Burgundy was looking slightly green at the prospect now, even as Eleonore smiled warmly.

    I hummed nonchalantly in the back of my head. If the Comte broke my sister's heart...perhaps I should maim him a bit too? Just a limb or two? Half of his body? One could survive without half of his body, could he?

    "Henry," Karin said nonchalantly as she held Pierre by his arm, "Stop imitating your father. He is not a good example to follow." My father, in turn, looked bemused as we shared another fiery glance of approval about unspoken words.

    "Mother in law," Isabella said, holding my own arm, "the festivities are sublime," as she smiled, I didn't know if she was being honest or merely polite, "They truly rival the royal ones of Gallia."

    Karin smiled softly, "You are quite kind, your highness," she puffed her chest up in pride. "It took a long time to have them prepared. It is unfortunate they cannot last more than one day."

    "Ah, yes, sister in law's sickness," Isabella said with a sad smile. "It is saddening that there is no cure."

    "The gods tend to put trials upon his faithfuls in such ways," Karin acquiesced, bowing her head. "But it wouldn't do to be sad on this day," she replied, her voice steel once more. "It is my daughter's most precious day after all," she looked fondly to the side, where Cattleya was linking arms with Jean-Jacques smiling and accepting gratefully the thanks from all of the gathered nobility.

    She was radiant.

    This was truly the happiest moment of her life, I reckoned. Even Jean-Jacques was smiling, stealing glances at Cattleya whenever it felt as if she wasn't looking. I sighed.

    "Father," I said with a somber tone. "I reckon we will have to put the fear of the gods on the Count now."

    "Unfortunately it appears so," Pierre acquiesced by my side, we exchanged one more glance, and then nodded as we moved as one cohesive unit towards the poor Count de Burgundy.

    Karin remained behind with Isabella, shaking her head lightly but not actually disapproving.

    My right hand patted gently the Count's left shoulder. My smile was truly terrifying.

    Father's left hand patted gently the Count's right shoulder. His smile was truly terrifying.

    And on that day, the Count knew true fear.
     
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