Disgraced And Misplaced

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“It’s so nice to see so many new faces around here!” Pro looks delighted to have another visitor, a wide smile across their face. “Nice to meet you! I’m Prince Regent Pro’Uhr, and this is my sister, Heir Regent Namina.”

“How many of you people are going to keep showing up? This isn’t some party, you know.” Namina curls her lip to reveal her teeth. Not quite a snarl as is it a grimace, but equally unhappy.

The large monster king bowed his head down at the two, a warm smile spread wide on his face. He didn’t seem bothered by the bad attitude of Namina, focusing his attention on Pro’uhr. “And I am always happy to meet a new face as well.”

“It’s a pleasure, your highness.” Almost immediately, the tone of their voice changed. It shifted from playful to tact, nothing but stiff and formal. They were use to politics, to kings. And it was improper to be so juvenile around nobility. “I am Pro’Uhr, Prince Regent of Athea.”

“Well..I wouldn’t say princess.” Pro’uhr muttered, glancing back at their sister. She snorted, lip curling in distaste. “She’s the Heir Regent, so while yes, it’s also…no. As the firstborn, her title falls to Heir, politically.” They offered a sympathetic smile to their sister’s abrasive nature, accepting the extended hand. “It’s nice to meet you, Discord.”

“I see you’re ignorant to our species.” Namina grumbled. She hesitated, but accepted the extended hand anyhow. “I am Heir Regent Namina, next in line for the title of General Regent. Princes are simply nobility.” She stated this as if it was obvious, although it clearly wasn’t. Giving the extended hand an unenthusiastic squeeze, she quickly withdrew her hand. It wasn’t a terrible idea to go straight to the nobility to look for species and culture information, she had to admit.

Though attached to nothing in particular, the paws had a strong grip and eagerly shook the hands that accepted them. “Heir Regent? Such a strange and boring title if you ask me. I think with a personality like that Princess is far more suitable to you~” It was clear that Discord wasn’t bothered by her nature in the slightest.

“Oh dear…” The smaller of the two seems rather flustered by the attention, their eyes wide. Although seemingly shy, they managed a small, warm smile at the odd being before them. “I don’t believe we’ve met before, I’m Prince Regent Pro’Uhr, and this is my sister-”

“-Namina.” The larger, darker alien replied gruffly. Indeed, she stood easily two feet above her pale brother, if not more. And she did not seem particularly pleased by the intrusion. Flicking her tail dismissively, she cast a sidelong glance at Discord. “What do you want, exactly?”

It took all his restraint not to just go up and pet them. He had to settle for floating uncomfortably close and just imagining what that fur must feel like. The draconequus giggled a bit, bowing his head ever so slightly. “A Prince you say? That would make you a princess, correct? I’ve known quite a few princesses in my time.”

“Well..I wouldn’t say princess.” Pro’uhr muttered, glancing back at their sister. She snorted, lip curling in distaste. “She’s the Heir Regent, so while yes, it’s also...no. As the firstborn, her title falls to Heir, politically.” They offered a sympathetic smile to their sister’s abrasive nature, accepting the extended hand. “It’s nice to meet you, Discord.”

“Oh dear...” The smaller of the two seems rather flustered by the attention, their eyes wide. Although seemingly shy, they managed a small, warm smile at the odd being before them. “I don’t believe we’ve met before, I’m Prince Regent Pro’Uhr, and this is my sister-”

“I’m quite liking the view.” A teasing voice, warm like a purr, came from the doorway. They couldn’t help it; Xaa was a sight to behold. And…it was fun to feed his ego. Watch him accept the praise and puff up impressively. It was almost a small sport for Pro'uhr, to admire Xaallo and feed him praise.

“Pro’uhr–” He stops only to look at them. This was easy to do on his own, easier still when potential competitors were watching, but when his intended was around. He clears his throat, continuing,