208. A Dream of the Past
- Location
- Arizona
- Pronouns
- Him/His
Vivian groaned as she put on the dress - not because it was garish (it was magnificent), nor because she disliked the ceremony she was to were it for (that was something she was rather looking forward to). No, the reason she was groaning was because it was too damn small! How come her parents couldn't arrange a tailor to make a new one? Her father was royalty, for heaven's sake - surely he could have arranged for a new dress to accommodate her growth spurt. They certainly had the money.
Knowing groaning would get her nowhere, the princess merely resigned herself to having to deal with the less-than-comfortable garment and finished her preparations for the festival. Nothing too special, this one - just a tradition between nobles and royalty. She half expected an incident of some sort to occur - scandals involving nobility were depressingly common, and he would not be surprised if she found two of her equals getting to know each other….a bit too thoroughly. If one of those were one of her elder siblings, though...best not to think about that. Beyond staining the family name for, at worst, a year, embarrassing actions here would only serve to damage the pride of those involved.
And Clarice could certainly live with having her ego deflated a bit.
A knock at the door drew the princess out of her introspection. Hastily finishing her efforts to dress herself - thank the heavens she didn't have to sue a girdle yet - sheput on her shoes and opened the door. There, Leal stood with an outstretched hand, dressed in the finest of silks.
"Are you ready, my mistress."
Vivian smiled. "Of course. Let us be off."
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The trip had been short, but when you lived close to the location of the festival, and more importantly, had a multi-legged worm that could travel through alternate universes, travelling anything short of multiversal distances became a triviality. Arriving with an hour to spare before the festivities began in earnest, Vivian took a moment to examine the location for this year's party - a reunion, of sorts.
The chosen site was an old castle, owned both de-jure and de-facto by the builders, her mother's kind. As the builder's overseeing it shared no ties with her maternal kin, there was less fear that someone would try to exploit the party to eliminate rivals - and besides, there were still new lands to conquer, all rich in resources, yet vacant of intelligent life. Squabbling here ran the risk of drawing the ire of everyone else. As for the castle, it was, at first glance, primitive, but closer examination revealed it to be far more advanced than meets the eye - radio and satellite dishes had been added to accommodate modern communication, automated defenses had been moved in, and hyper efficient vertical turbines had been acquired to provide power for a variety of projectors and speakers, all in preparation for tonight's gathering. The best security available had been brought in - military personnel and the best mercenaries money could buy stood side by side, watching all guests as they arrived - no chances were being taken.
This year, it was Vivian's duty to escort her younger siblings to their part of the festivities, where they would enjoy more childish interests - games, movies, books, the like. The elder ones would join her in the main festivities, while their parents gossiped and enacted diplomatic plans with each other. Of course, age did not equal maturity - she knew one of tonight's guests would be bringing in her newly acquired pet hydra to flaunt.
Passing through one of the doorways, Vivian was careful to avoid knocking over a vase carrying servant, who was just as elated as she was about this festival - those of lower classes were given freedom from their feudal oaths tonight, so they were also intent to enjoy this time as best they could. Furthermore, both lords and commons were expected to partake in each other's pleasures, for tonight, they were equals.
On the off chance that a commoner and high ranking noble wished to marry, they could do so tonight with social stigma - there were certainly perks to spending a night as equals.
Vivian, of course, would not have to worry about that - at one hundred and sixty eight, she was still too young to be interested in such matters, if only due to her mother's influence.
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"So, enjoying the party?"
"Of course I am, Clarence. Though I admit, having a dress just a half-size too small is taking away from my happiness."
"I see. Well, you can't plan for everything."
"Would you two stop gawking? We have an owlbear to catch!"
Grinning, Viv merely nodded, before moving to join Julia and her other friends. Soon, the hunt would begin.
Saddling up on horseback, Viv and her friends began the ride out to the nearby forest - originally arranged for an out-door ball, the plans had been put on hold due to the unexpected arrival of an albino owlbear - one that some of the young lords and ladies had decided to hunt.
Said owlbear was now fleeing across the plains, surrounded by young lords and ladies, all carrying lassoes and tranquilizer darts. Taking care to not get too close, Julia threw the first dart, followed by Clarence, then Mike. After the three darts had been thrown, the team switched to their ropes - the beast would soon tire, and then they could take it down. Yet it refused to lose without a fight. It jinked and swerved as ropes were thrown its way, doing its best to avoid being caught. Even being caught by three lassos was not enough to hold it, for it simply tugged hard, catching Julia, Mike, and Clarence by surprise and knocking them off their horses. Though it was growing tired, it had managed to throw off most of its pursuers, and would soon be free.
Then Vivian rode up to the beast and leapt forward, landing a few meters in front of it. Coming to a halt, the beast reared up, trying to scare her off. When that failed, it lunged.
That was a mistake.
Sidestepping the beast, Viv grabbed it beneath the arms, lifted it skywards, and fell backwards, slamming it into the ground. A moment later, the beast went limp - knocked unconscious by the girl's prodigious strength.
"....Showoff."
"Would expect anything less from me?"
The boy thought for a moment, before nodding in the negative. "Not at all."
"Good, now help me load this thing up so we can move it somewhere else - we have a dance to get to!"
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Said outdoor dance was enjoyable, though perhaps a little too slow for Vivian's tastes. Her friends seemed to share her sentiments, as the quartet was soon sitting a table, watching the others enjoy the music.
"So, any of you have interesting stories to tell?" questioned Viv. She, unfortunately, had nothing to share since their last meeting, a month prior.
"None here, unfortunately," intoned Clarence, "though my parents are pushing for me to focus on my architectural studies.."
"You mean the ones you get from the teacher that hates your guts and only hasn't kicked you out because both his parents and yours will skin him alive if he does?" questioned Julia.
"The same."
"Ouch. Well, someone tried to break into my house and steal our giant leeches - apparently the chemicals we get from them fro medicine sell for a small fortune on less than legal markets."
"Julie, didn't your mom sell some of them on a grey market?" inquired Mike, making a small jab at the irony of the situation.
"You can't prove that....but yes."
"Ha ha ha."
"What about you, Michael? Anything interesting happen around your family's lands?"
"One thing, I guess."
Viv seized on the opportunity. "And what might that be?"
"There's been some reports by some farmers and masons that something's been attacking their homes - something big, by the sounds of it. Animals killed, buildings damaged, the like Police were sent in to investigate, but when they came back, half of the force sent needed to go to the emergency room. No fatalities, but one guy's still stuck in a wheelchair."
"Are your parent's going to send their personal guard in? Or perhaps the army?" asked Julia.
"No. They're not gonna do anything about it. Not a damn thing."
"What?!" shouted Viv, grateful that everyone else was too focused on the music to listen in. "Why?!"
"Assuming it moved where we think it did, it is no longer in our jurisdiction to act. It's been moving toward a different lord's lands."
"And who might that be?" prodded Viv. "I'm certain I can convince them to-"
"It's headed to the lands owned by the House of Konig...That's another name for your family, isn't it?"
Upon hearing those words, Viv deflated. "...Yes, it is."
"Ouch. So, you think you could get your parent's to act? This thing's torn a path of destruction of couple of miles wide, and each attack is more vicious than the last. We might be in real trouble if it isn't put under control soon enough."
"I'll speak with my parents after the party is over. I'm certain I could convince them to intervene."
"Good luck."
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I blinked in confusion, still mulling over what I had just seen. This was one of Viv's memories, no doubt, but why was it so important. Why did she want me to see this?
...I guess I'd have to see the rest to understand.
But first, I had more monsters to hunt.
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AN: Read and Review! This is Flameal15k, signing off!
Knowing groaning would get her nowhere, the princess merely resigned herself to having to deal with the less-than-comfortable garment and finished her preparations for the festival. Nothing too special, this one - just a tradition between nobles and royalty. She half expected an incident of some sort to occur - scandals involving nobility were depressingly common, and he would not be surprised if she found two of her equals getting to know each other….a bit too thoroughly. If one of those were one of her elder siblings, though...best not to think about that. Beyond staining the family name for, at worst, a year, embarrassing actions here would only serve to damage the pride of those involved.
And Clarice could certainly live with having her ego deflated a bit.
A knock at the door drew the princess out of her introspection. Hastily finishing her efforts to dress herself - thank the heavens she didn't have to sue a girdle yet - sheput on her shoes and opened the door. There, Leal stood with an outstretched hand, dressed in the finest of silks.
"Are you ready, my mistress."
Vivian smiled. "Of course. Let us be off."
XXXXXXXX
The trip had been short, but when you lived close to the location of the festival, and more importantly, had a multi-legged worm that could travel through alternate universes, travelling anything short of multiversal distances became a triviality. Arriving with an hour to spare before the festivities began in earnest, Vivian took a moment to examine the location for this year's party - a reunion, of sorts.
The chosen site was an old castle, owned both de-jure and de-facto by the builders, her mother's kind. As the builder's overseeing it shared no ties with her maternal kin, there was less fear that someone would try to exploit the party to eliminate rivals - and besides, there were still new lands to conquer, all rich in resources, yet vacant of intelligent life. Squabbling here ran the risk of drawing the ire of everyone else. As for the castle, it was, at first glance, primitive, but closer examination revealed it to be far more advanced than meets the eye - radio and satellite dishes had been added to accommodate modern communication, automated defenses had been moved in, and hyper efficient vertical turbines had been acquired to provide power for a variety of projectors and speakers, all in preparation for tonight's gathering. The best security available had been brought in - military personnel and the best mercenaries money could buy stood side by side, watching all guests as they arrived - no chances were being taken.
This year, it was Vivian's duty to escort her younger siblings to their part of the festivities, where they would enjoy more childish interests - games, movies, books, the like. The elder ones would join her in the main festivities, while their parents gossiped and enacted diplomatic plans with each other. Of course, age did not equal maturity - she knew one of tonight's guests would be bringing in her newly acquired pet hydra to flaunt.
Passing through one of the doorways, Vivian was careful to avoid knocking over a vase carrying servant, who was just as elated as she was about this festival - those of lower classes were given freedom from their feudal oaths tonight, so they were also intent to enjoy this time as best they could. Furthermore, both lords and commons were expected to partake in each other's pleasures, for tonight, they were equals.
On the off chance that a commoner and high ranking noble wished to marry, they could do so tonight with social stigma - there were certainly perks to spending a night as equals.
Vivian, of course, would not have to worry about that - at one hundred and sixty eight, she was still too young to be interested in such matters, if only due to her mother's influence.
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"So, enjoying the party?"
"Of course I am, Clarence. Though I admit, having a dress just a half-size too small is taking away from my happiness."
"I see. Well, you can't plan for everything."
"Would you two stop gawking? We have an owlbear to catch!"
Grinning, Viv merely nodded, before moving to join Julia and her other friends. Soon, the hunt would begin.
Saddling up on horseback, Viv and her friends began the ride out to the nearby forest - originally arranged for an out-door ball, the plans had been put on hold due to the unexpected arrival of an albino owlbear - one that some of the young lords and ladies had decided to hunt.
Said owlbear was now fleeing across the plains, surrounded by young lords and ladies, all carrying lassoes and tranquilizer darts. Taking care to not get too close, Julia threw the first dart, followed by Clarence, then Mike. After the three darts had been thrown, the team switched to their ropes - the beast would soon tire, and then they could take it down. Yet it refused to lose without a fight. It jinked and swerved as ropes were thrown its way, doing its best to avoid being caught. Even being caught by three lassos was not enough to hold it, for it simply tugged hard, catching Julia, Mike, and Clarence by surprise and knocking them off their horses. Though it was growing tired, it had managed to throw off most of its pursuers, and would soon be free.
Then Vivian rode up to the beast and leapt forward, landing a few meters in front of it. Coming to a halt, the beast reared up, trying to scare her off. When that failed, it lunged.
That was a mistake.
Sidestepping the beast, Viv grabbed it beneath the arms, lifted it skywards, and fell backwards, slamming it into the ground. A moment later, the beast went limp - knocked unconscious by the girl's prodigious strength.
"....Showoff."
"Would expect anything less from me?"
The boy thought for a moment, before nodding in the negative. "Not at all."
"Good, now help me load this thing up so we can move it somewhere else - we have a dance to get to!"
XXXXXX
Said outdoor dance was enjoyable, though perhaps a little too slow for Vivian's tastes. Her friends seemed to share her sentiments, as the quartet was soon sitting a table, watching the others enjoy the music.
"So, any of you have interesting stories to tell?" questioned Viv. She, unfortunately, had nothing to share since their last meeting, a month prior.
"None here, unfortunately," intoned Clarence, "though my parents are pushing for me to focus on my architectural studies.."
"You mean the ones you get from the teacher that hates your guts and only hasn't kicked you out because both his parents and yours will skin him alive if he does?" questioned Julia.
"The same."
"Ouch. Well, someone tried to break into my house and steal our giant leeches - apparently the chemicals we get from them fro medicine sell for a small fortune on less than legal markets."
"Julie, didn't your mom sell some of them on a grey market?" inquired Mike, making a small jab at the irony of the situation.
"You can't prove that....but yes."
"Ha ha ha."
"What about you, Michael? Anything interesting happen around your family's lands?"
"One thing, I guess."
Viv seized on the opportunity. "And what might that be?"
"There's been some reports by some farmers and masons that something's been attacking their homes - something big, by the sounds of it. Animals killed, buildings damaged, the like Police were sent in to investigate, but when they came back, half of the force sent needed to go to the emergency room. No fatalities, but one guy's still stuck in a wheelchair."
"Are your parent's going to send their personal guard in? Or perhaps the army?" asked Julia.
"No. They're not gonna do anything about it. Not a damn thing."
"What?!" shouted Viv, grateful that everyone else was too focused on the music to listen in. "Why?!"
"Assuming it moved where we think it did, it is no longer in our jurisdiction to act. It's been moving toward a different lord's lands."
"And who might that be?" prodded Viv. "I'm certain I can convince them to-"
"It's headed to the lands owned by the House of Konig...That's another name for your family, isn't it?"
Upon hearing those words, Viv deflated. "...Yes, it is."
"Ouch. So, you think you could get your parent's to act? This thing's torn a path of destruction of couple of miles wide, and each attack is more vicious than the last. We might be in real trouble if it isn't put under control soon enough."
"I'll speak with my parents after the party is over. I'm certain I could convince them to intervene."
"Good luck."
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I blinked in confusion, still mulling over what I had just seen. This was one of Viv's memories, no doubt, but why was it so important. Why did she want me to see this?
...I guess I'd have to see the rest to understand.
But first, I had more monsters to hunt.
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AN: Read and Review! This is Flameal15k, signing off!