#juukulius

Reinhard: Well, when I was little-

Felix: No, he meant-

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          ‘The world is designed to operate in my favour, so that I am never at a disadvantage.’ A fact that had proved itself true time and time again. ‘I need only decide what is amusing, and what is tedium’.

          And decide she had.

          From the jaws of Hoshin in Kararagi, the Valuable Knight was highly sought by the Sun Princess. In her thoughts, Anastasia deserved not a warrior of valor from the womb of Lugunica, as Kararagi bred plenty as it were. A simple exchange of gold was all that was needed for her to cast Julius Juukulius to the wayside, his contract picked up by hers truly the moment it were open. Though Al would continue to be her top knight, Julius would prove a worthy attendant. Only the most handsome men in Lugunica were fit to serve its future Dragon Priestess, and she would go about collecting them in due time.

          The dog of war sat on all fours before its new master, propped up on her satin bedsheets by a delicate arm. Her crimson eyes regarded him with superiority as he pulled a hand away from his heart and disembarked from bended knee. In turn, Priscilla Barielle leaned forward, twirling sunkissed locks around her finger. It was a thinly veiled suggestion--She viewed him as the same.

          “Ser Juukulius, your loyalty to your master is most admirable--But it does appear that she did not hold you within the same standing. From today, you’ll become a most respected member of the House Barielle.” Fluttering her fan beneath her chin, she scanned the Knight’s proud uniform. “Normally I’d have you outfitted, but your pride has been wounded enough today. I will permit you to wear your Imperial Garb as you carry out your duties. Do take care not to dirty it now, hm?”