Depends. Did Henry take after Karin in appearance? Because if so, he'll discover that the queen is already trying to engage Henrietta to him, so to vicariously live through her daughter, this time with less gender incompatibilities.
Noblesse Oblige [Znt/SI]
- Location
- Ireland
Ohohoho! Just imagining the clusterfuck that would occur from that situation put a huge grin on my face.
Not only would it be a scandalous affair between nation's, it would also alienate and enrage one of the countries most powerful vassals (alongside most of the rest of the nobility who already doubt the monarch)
Civil War Hoh!!!
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Jerry Finch
Stupid but lucky.
- Location
- Slightly closer than you would be comfortable with
HAHA surprise plot twist Henry is a bit character and does nothing to even begin to effect the canon plot.
how did Wardes become obsessed with the Void?? Was it after he became a Marvel character err connected to his parents insanity?
- Location
- Greece
Am I the only one that expected something like this to happen?
This... actually seems suspiciously easy to sweep aside. Just need a few words here and there:
Priest: Duke De La Valliere, what is the meaning of this? Why are you expanding the sewers with your magic like a filthy commoner.
Henry: Hmm, oh! Well, you see your Excellency, I discovered some reports about some of the Founder's holy artifacts resting somewhere in my lands. So as a devout and firm believer of Brimir, I decided it is my solemn duty to search for them myself. And I gathered the employ of earth mages to keep them stable so they won't crash on my head.
Priest: Hmm, odd, I do not recall any scriptures saying anything about your lands.
Henry: But I have ample proof right here *gives sizeable sack of gold to priest*. I also heard that Romalia has a lovely weather this year.
Priest: A-ahem, I will speak to my fellow brothers and sisters of the faith and tell them of your righteous work to our beloved Founder. Hail Brimir!
Henry: *smirks* Hail Brimir.
And for the houses, it's even easier:
Bishop: Duke De La Valliere, I have recieved reports of you tearing apart the commoners houses and building odd shaped stone ones of supreme quality. Might I ask why you are using your holy-given powers for something so basic and daresay.... heretical?
Henry: Me, a heretic? That's preposterous! I will have you know that every brick used for the construction was blessed by a priest, doused in holy water and brings the emblem of our most beloved Founder in it. It is my strategy to educate those poor, blissfully ignorant peasants of His greatness. Which is also why I build free schools with mandatory reading of the Holy Bible.
Bishop: Still, that is....
Henry: And also, I have received some specific letters about a certain bishop and his many "confessions" with the sisters of his order. My, if they fell to his Excelency's hands, it might prove quite troublesome to him. And you know what we do to heretics in these lands.
Bishop: Ah, well then, keep up the good work, your Grace.
Henry: Thank you bishop, I most certainly will.
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- Pronouns
- she/her
Yeah that we haven't gotten a solid physical description of Henry yet makes me think he's been carefully avoiding thinking about his pink hair for the last 14 years.Depends. Did Henry take after Karin in appearance? Because if so, he'll discover that the queen is already trying to engage Henrietta to him, so to vicariously live through her daughter, this time with less gender incompatibilities.
- Location
- America
Well noe, if Wardes follows canon and betrays Tristan Shade is not going to take that well and by well I mean he is going to plot a horrific end for said traitor.
Malbutorius
C'est le bien qui fait mal
He probably has Bright Anime Pink hair.
Sam L Rioter
Perpetually Confused Tentacle Monster
- Location
- <Insert Tentacle Joke Here>
Science
If you're reading this, omae wa mo shindeiru.
- Location
- Killeen, TX
Lightning manipulation does fall under Wind Magic...What was that about
- Pronouns
- she/her
What was that about
Jerry Finch
Stupid but lucky.
- Location
- Slightly closer than you would be comfortable with
Yeah lightning magic is the Best Magic. That said I think you guys might be misinterpreting something kinda important about the whole 'heresy' topic; that being that Henry is most definitely NOT a hedge mage peasant Noble. If he were, nobody would bat an eye because nobody would really be there to care. Thing is, he's the son of arguably the most powerful Duke and Duchess in the kingdom, and that means he wields tremendous influence over his similarly noble peers, but more than that, because of his position in the nobility, what he does is always going to be under the microscope of the other nobles, including but not limited to what he says, does, writes and takes interest in. High level nobles like him have certain expectations about them, piety notwithstanding, and while it's okay to care for your peasantry, it's most definitely NOT okay to metaphorically or literally till the fields with them.
From a court perspective, it's political suicide because it makes you look a combination of weak and discontent, and while doing so might make the more liberal nobles like you more, it also makes you a target for the conservative faction who believe peasants exist to serve and nothing more, and while Henry might, as an adult, be well capable of handling that, right now? He's a child, one who because of his position can't have "youthful indiscretions" like that because it doesn't effect only him, but his family and their position in the Noble arena. In time? Yes, maybe he might be able to improve the lot of the common man, when he's strong enough to weather the repercussions but this is not then. In the now it's better to tow the line. Plot now, win later.
Chapter Fifteen
- Location
- https://discord.gg/z9tBvbh
Chapter Fifteen
The moment I dreaded the most actually came to pass without much fanfare. To my name, I was now Lord Henry Philippe la Blois de la Valliere, just like my sister had become Cattleya Yvette Le Blanc de la Valliere. She had the training wheels of Eleonore to guide her through taking care of the land, while on the other hand I had father's quite firm teachings on what to do and what not to do on your fief.
Ius primae noctis? Never heard of it, and never wanted to hear of it. There were quite civilized procedures, which mostly involved receiving reports and spending an hour or two reading through them dutifully -if one really wanted to- and dedicating a few hours in the morning or the afternoon actually going through the fief in question on a horse. At first, there was wariness from the farmers and the villagers, mostly because I could always not be as generous as my father, and instead have taken everything from my mother and her Rule of Steel.
The day I stepped down from the horse to fix up a broken wall with a bit of magic was the day they understood I was just like father, and everything turned out for the best.
"The land's got its up and downs," Pierre said one day as we went horse riding together. I was already fourteen, old enough to be on my own, but I wasn't so stupid as to try. "But you should be able to use the money comfortably once you start at the Tristain academy, Henry." He glanced in my direction. "I should have a talk with you one of these days about something very important."
"The proper way of acting as the son of a Duke while in a classroom?" I hazarded.
"No, it has to do with..." Pierre looked around, "Flowers and bees," he said quite smoothly. "You will be surrounded with girls your age, or slightly older. You might have...urges, and-"
"Ah," I nodded, "There's no need," I said with a smile. "I found the books."
Pierre actually choked, halting his horse on his tracks and turning to sharply give me a scandalized look, "The...the books?"
"Tale of a raunchy maid, the true story of how I fell in love with a noble," I furrowed my brows, "Then there's Match Maid in Heaven, The Maiden that could, the-"
"Henry," Pierre said suddenly, in quite the firm, and no-nonsense voice, "How does a hippogriff sound for your silence?"
"It sounds wonderful father, but mother might find out you bought my silence over something," I replied. "Quite wise on your part to hide such books in the old and outdated military treaties that nobody would try to read," I nodded with a small smile. "But you should have taken into account the curiosity of a child with nothing to do but read."
"It's the last time I let Gramont talk me into reading such senseless drivel," Pierre mumbled. "I-well, I suppose I should be willing to accept my responsibilities," he straightened his back, as if expecting Karin to pop down from the heavens and punish him within seconds of the discovery.
"On the other hand, if you were to buy me the hippogriff after graduation it would be simply a matter of preparing an appropriate gift for your firstborn," I remarked dutifully. "I can wait until I'm older for the hippogriff."
"I understand," Pierre said. "Then, I have your word as a Valliere?"
"You do, father, you do," I said. "Also...by chance, when is Gramont expected to send over the next book?"
"We exchange them at night with the king and a few other trustworthy nobles," Pierre said. "Since we are close to the Germanian border, we...deal with the exotic side of things." He twirled his mustache a bit. "If Karin were to know this-"
A group of old men salivating behind badly written erotic literature? If I had to hazard a guess, the royal messenger was also a part of it, no questions asked. Still, in the back of my head I couldn't help but laugh at the thought of what would happen if I were to throw a Playboy Issue straight into the middle of the room with all of them inside. There might be a set of consecutive heart attacks.
"Father, you have no need to worry. I always keep my word," I said honestly. "If I didn't, then mother would punish me, and I'd rather not be punished."
"Very well," Pierre nodded. "That said, reality and books are largely different," he continued, and I quietly kicked the flanks of my horse.
"Not. Listening!" I yelled as I rushed forth. Pierre actually broke out in a fit of laughter as he kicked his own horse on the sides, rushing to catch up to me.
"When a young noble and a young lady like each other-" he began to yell over the trotting of the horses, which in turn made me narrow my eyes, and rush for my wand.
"Water of crystal springs," I yelled, "blooming rain of thundering fury-by the Founder's desire, wash him away!" a small jet of water lashed out from the tip of my wand, which Pierre simply deflected with his staff in his right hand.
"Oh, come on son! This is nothing to be so embarrassed of! And I'm giving you a chance to run, not like your grandfather ever gave me the same," he raised his staff the next moment, "The water within shall weight you down, for the sinner and the heretic shall come to a halt in front of the Founder's birthright!" as his chant came to an end, I ended up holding on to the reins as my horse slowed down abruptly, as if slow-motion had suddenly become his way of life.
With a slower trot, Pierre reached my side with a satisfied smile, much to my pissed off expression. "Now, now, Henry-a noble is never to show such a disgraceful face," he said with a chuckle, "Water is not just meant to be thrown around, but also to be used within one's body to slow them down, or heal them or even control them," he tapped with his staff at the sides of my horse, and the slow-motion spell ended just as the horse stopped flat on its tracks.
"You win this round, father," I said most seriously. "But the next bout will not end as swiftly."
Pierre simply laughed.
Then again, I would have the last laugh.
The moment I dreaded the most actually came to pass without much fanfare. To my name, I was now Lord Henry Philippe la Blois de la Valliere, just like my sister had become Cattleya Yvette Le Blanc de la Valliere. She had the training wheels of Eleonore to guide her through taking care of the land, while on the other hand I had father's quite firm teachings on what to do and what not to do on your fief.
Ius primae noctis? Never heard of it, and never wanted to hear of it. There were quite civilized procedures, which mostly involved receiving reports and spending an hour or two reading through them dutifully -if one really wanted to- and dedicating a few hours in the morning or the afternoon actually going through the fief in question on a horse. At first, there was wariness from the farmers and the villagers, mostly because I could always not be as generous as my father, and instead have taken everything from my mother and her Rule of Steel.
The day I stepped down from the horse to fix up a broken wall with a bit of magic was the day they understood I was just like father, and everything turned out for the best.
"The land's got its up and downs," Pierre said one day as we went horse riding together. I was already fourteen, old enough to be on my own, but I wasn't so stupid as to try. "But you should be able to use the money comfortably once you start at the Tristain academy, Henry." He glanced in my direction. "I should have a talk with you one of these days about something very important."
"The proper way of acting as the son of a Duke while in a classroom?" I hazarded.
"No, it has to do with..." Pierre looked around, "Flowers and bees," he said quite smoothly. "You will be surrounded with girls your age, or slightly older. You might have...urges, and-"
"Ah," I nodded, "There's no need," I said with a smile. "I found the books."
Pierre actually choked, halting his horse on his tracks and turning to sharply give me a scandalized look, "The...the books?"
"Tale of a raunchy maid, the true story of how I fell in love with a noble," I furrowed my brows, "Then there's Match Maid in Heaven, The Maiden that could, the-"
"Henry," Pierre said suddenly, in quite the firm, and no-nonsense voice, "How does a hippogriff sound for your silence?"
"It sounds wonderful father, but mother might find out you bought my silence over something," I replied. "Quite wise on your part to hide such books in the old and outdated military treaties that nobody would try to read," I nodded with a small smile. "But you should have taken into account the curiosity of a child with nothing to do but read."
"It's the last time I let Gramont talk me into reading such senseless drivel," Pierre mumbled. "I-well, I suppose I should be willing to accept my responsibilities," he straightened his back, as if expecting Karin to pop down from the heavens and punish him within seconds of the discovery.
"On the other hand, if you were to buy me the hippogriff after graduation it would be simply a matter of preparing an appropriate gift for your firstborn," I remarked dutifully. "I can wait until I'm older for the hippogriff."
"I understand," Pierre said. "Then, I have your word as a Valliere?"
"You do, father, you do," I said. "Also...by chance, when is Gramont expected to send over the next book?"
"We exchange them at night with the king and a few other trustworthy nobles," Pierre said. "Since we are close to the Germanian border, we...deal with the exotic side of things." He twirled his mustache a bit. "If Karin were to know this-"
A group of old men salivating behind badly written erotic literature? If I had to hazard a guess, the royal messenger was also a part of it, no questions asked. Still, in the back of my head I couldn't help but laugh at the thought of what would happen if I were to throw a Playboy Issue straight into the middle of the room with all of them inside. There might be a set of consecutive heart attacks.
"Father, you have no need to worry. I always keep my word," I said honestly. "If I didn't, then mother would punish me, and I'd rather not be punished."
"Very well," Pierre nodded. "That said, reality and books are largely different," he continued, and I quietly kicked the flanks of my horse.
"Not. Listening!" I yelled as I rushed forth. Pierre actually broke out in a fit of laughter as he kicked his own horse on the sides, rushing to catch up to me.
"When a young noble and a young lady like each other-" he began to yell over the trotting of the horses, which in turn made me narrow my eyes, and rush for my wand.
"Water of crystal springs," I yelled, "blooming rain of thundering fury-by the Founder's desire, wash him away!" a small jet of water lashed out from the tip of my wand, which Pierre simply deflected with his staff in his right hand.
"Oh, come on son! This is nothing to be so embarrassed of! And I'm giving you a chance to run, not like your grandfather ever gave me the same," he raised his staff the next moment, "The water within shall weight you down, for the sinner and the heretic shall come to a halt in front of the Founder's birthright!" as his chant came to an end, I ended up holding on to the reins as my horse slowed down abruptly, as if slow-motion had suddenly become his way of life.
With a slower trot, Pierre reached my side with a satisfied smile, much to my pissed off expression. "Now, now, Henry-a noble is never to show such a disgraceful face," he said with a chuckle, "Water is not just meant to be thrown around, but also to be used within one's body to slow them down, or heal them or even control them," he tapped with his staff at the sides of my horse, and the slow-motion spell ended just as the horse stopped flat on its tracks.
"You win this round, father," I said most seriously. "But the next bout will not end as swiftly."
Pierre simply laughed.
Then again, I would have the last laugh.
- Location
- Leeds
How light and fluffy this update is.
Someone somewhere is panicking about shoes falling.
Someone somewhere is panicking about shoes falling.
Dragonskyt
Ashen one, hearest thou my voice, still?
- Location
- Kiln of the First Flame
This was some nice Father-Son Blackmailing Bonding.
- Location
- Leeds
So. Better or worse than 'The Lusty Argonian Maid'.
TheRuisu
I think that I'm the Dragon
- Location
- Best Location, of course. Keijoverse
I'm panicking about Shade and fluffy update, that's kind of a bad sign
- Pronouns
- she/her
Henry... you were foolish to waste your best blackmail on this right before entering high school.
Ashaeron
Lurker in the Abyss
Light and fluffy and glossing over the mind control water magic.
Even Shade can't dodge the Fridge horror universe that is ZNT.
einargs
Verified Spiller of the Egg Yolk
- Location
- The Egg Yolk, Outer Layer
- Pronouns
- They/Them
That wasn't mind control. The Duke just messed with the water in the horse to cast a generic 'slow' spell.
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Silver W. King
King of Adventures
- Location
- The Nasuverse
He's probably read the whole thing while thinking "Oh that is so cute".
- Location
- Little Rock, AR
It's kinda blood bending. And kinda not kosher? Everytime we saw weird hyper agressive body water magic it was secret be a use people reacted with horror.
AND Karin getting alot of fear. Has she so thoroughly cowed the monster that they have forgotten the love of their tornadoes savior?