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[Your Mother]
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"Speaking of which," Chaedi says. "We just recently had an arrival." She looks towards the door, and with a wave of her hand it opens. You hear a shuffling from inside, then after a moment you see…
You see…
"My baby boy!"
A blonde moonelf running across the room to you. You don't have time to react, you hardly even have time to process it before she's on you, arms wrapped around your neck, her lips peppering your face with kisses. The most noble lady Mialana, whose silver skin spawned poetry, whose blonde locks spawned song, and whose graceful air beguiled many. She is dressed to the nines, a stunning white dress that hugged every inch of her body perfectly. She is one of the most beautiful beings in the entire realm, and she is the most powerful figure in your church.
She is, unrelated, currently attempting to squeeze the stuffing out of you. She holds you there for several long moments, then pulls back slightly enough so that you can meet each other eye to eye without her actually having to let go. "You got a girl pregnant?" Mother asks, her eyes wide and shining with delight.
You blink once, then twice. "No…?"
There's a creak of wood, and you briefly glance to the side to see Chaedi leaning forward in her seat, a
very intrigued expression on her face. Cidrom, meanwhile, was looking rather… annoyed.
Mother blinks, then looks over your shoulder. "That isn't… Fuyao, isn't it?"
"No," you reply, but before you can continue the Silver Dragon has stepped around you.
"Greeting my lady, I am Cidrom… please…" The room, you note, had grown slightly colder. "Explain?"
"Oh, hello!" Mialana says, grinning from ear to ear. "Baeran has sent me letters about you in the past."
"He di-" Cidrom begins, but this time your mother cuts her off.
"But that's not important right now," Mialana continues, unaware of the danger of ignoring dragons. "Fuyao, where is she?"
"Mother, kindly breathe and tell me why you are here, why you believe I got a woman pregnant, and why you wan-" You pause. Coming to a realization. "You believe I got Fuyao pregnant?"
"Believe? I believe nothing boy," Mialana says, the smile still not leaving her face as she releases you to take a step back. "Sune herself informed me that you had finally chosen a woman to lay with. Now, bring her forth before me so I can take stock of the woman you have
finally chosen."
"Mother I-"
"That was not a request."
… It's exactly what the council said just an hour prior, only this time, it is a fair bit more threatening. "Mother… I did sleep with Fuyao, I was going to take her to Silverymoon to… introduce her to… you, but it was also very recent."
"And Sune performed a minor miracle to celebrate the occasion."
You stand there, silent, staring at your mother. Processing the fact that your
goddess decided to take a direct intervention into your love life, small and only just starting as it may be. Then, slowly, your reach down to your waist, produce a scroll without looking from a pouch. Open a small portal just by your hip, then, reaching down, you lift your squire out of the portal by the back of her tunic. She was, as instructed, wearing her full armor, and she hangs there in the air like a cat, lifted by your right arm as she takes in the room for a moment before focusing on you. "Hi boss."
"Fuyao, this is my Mother Mialana, high priestess of Sune, chief Heartwarder. Mother, this is Fuyao, my noble squire and the wom-."
Mialana snatches her from you, placing her on the ground and moving her hands to your squire's face. She turns her this way and that, looking at her from multiple angles. "You are to be the mother of my grandchildren?"
"What?" Fuyao asks.
Mialana frowns, lifting up one of Fuyao's arms, then she squats, pressing her hands against the armor around Fuyao's hips. "No no no, this will not do. You are much too skinny. I must take you back to the city proper so that you can carry this to term safely."
"What?" Fuyao asks again.
"Oh," Mialana frowns, pausing, then stands, smiling down at your squire. "My apologies for my lack of manners, I got caught up in the excitement. Don't worry about the wedding, I shall be paying for all expenses while you worry about taking care of my new grandchild."
… "What!?"
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You had borrowed a side room. Took over more honestly, when Mialana asked for something in a Sunite temple she got it for the most part. Cidrom was pacing a room, a stricken expression on her face. You were leaning against the door, guarding the room as much as you were simply trying to get as far away from this awkward situation as possible, as in the middle of the room your Mother was sat upon a chair, a wide, gleeful grin on her face. While your squire sat just across from her, her armor discarded, her hands pressed against her stomach with a confused, concerned, surprised… and uncountable more expressions on her face as she processed the news.
"Mother, are you here just because of this?" you ask.
Mother removes her eyes from Fuyao for only a moment to focus on you before looking back. "Can't I visit just to say hello?"
"
Mother."
Mialana smiles, and leans back in the chair. "I came in via an airship a few days ago, I wished to meet you here. Sune mentioned you seemed very tired, and I wished to make sure you were getting rest."
"
Sune informed you of my wellbeing."
"Well of course, she worries about you dearly, as do I."
"I'm a fully grown man, while I appreciate the-"
Mother gives you a look, and you go quiet.
"You are
going to take a break, you are
going to rest, you are
going to put your duties aside." Mialana says with a stern voice. Then she smiles again. "I heard your conversation with the Heartwarder here. You are entitled to a rest my son, you are
injured, and I… well…" Her smile widens. "I have a wedding to plan."
"Mother, I have things I need to be doing."
"Baeran," Mother says curtly. "Sit down."
You find the nearest chair and plant your ass in it.
"Now, take a few days, explore the city, see what you can find out. But no chasing dragons to fight, no attacking
other Paladin orders. You look exhausted Baeran, you need to rest."
"I'll be fine mother," you say slowly. "But if you insist, then I'll at least stay put for a bit."
"I do insist, yes." Mialana says sweetly.
"Boss," Fuyao says, and you look towards your squire. "I… didn't plan this, you know that right?"
"I'm aware, but I'm not upset about it if you aren't."
Fuyao's cheeks turn pink. "... No. But… I won't be able to do my squire duties soon."
You smile. "Sounds like you'll need to train Ignis then."
"Fu-" Fuyao pauses, then glances at Mialana. "I'll… take that under…" Fuyao frowns. "Maybe I can train Isabella."
"Oh? Who is Isabella? More women I'm not aware of? There's
more?" Mialana says, leaning forward in her chair.
"Isabella… is a woman, yes," you reply. Frankly you didn't know her age, seeing as how she was a vampire she could be anywhere between sixteen, given how she acts, and the dawn of time. "She's living in the mansion at the moment."
Mialana smiles, it's an oddly dangerous smile. "Well, it sounds like introductions will be in order at some point. Who else?"
You sigh. "Brynhild, she's a bicorn. Very friendly if a bit quirky at times, she was a farmer before she wound up here. Isabella appears to be a noblewoman of
some variety based upon how she talks, though she has delusions of being… evil." You wave a hand. "She's not, she simply appears to be some form of idiot. Ignis is a barbarian, friendly enough… aggressively friendly. But she's not wise to the ways of the world at all. As far as I'm aware she lived off on her own in a forest somewhere before she wound up here. Miki, she reminds me of the fae in some ways, she's obsessed with trickery, but she's also a skilled medicine woman." You gesture to your chest. "I received this from fighting a dragon, and she saved my life." You don't mention Illias, deliberately.
"Oh, and are any of them interested in you?" Mialana asks.
"... Yes, but that isn't unusual. Why? I've pledged myself to Fuyao."
"And you and I both know that our church doesn't particularly care about keeping things strictly monogamous."
"I'd imagine Fuyao
does." You reply.
… "Actually boss." Fuyao says quietly.
Why did you have a feeling you weren't going to like this. "Yes?"
Fuyao shifts in her seat, looking at you. "I talked to Brynhild… the morning after we… well. Everything. And if you want to go for it, I don't really mind." Fuyao then smiles, an impish smile you had never seen on her before. "I won anyway."
…
Today was an odd day.
"So… Baeran? My darling son? Any of them catch your… attention?"
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Yes this does exactly what you assume it does. Sorry for the short one, just got back from vacation! Trying to get back on schedule.
[] [Isabella]
[] [Brynhild]
[] [Ignis]
[] [Miki]
[] [Cidrom]
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Why yes, having sex did change some numbers around.
Fuyao : ❤️
Ignis :
7/10
Brynhild : 9/10
Ilias :
0/10
Miki :
4/10
Isabella :
6/10
Cidrom:
7/10