#ortlinde

Our favorite Eggplant deserves to have various men and women who are very into her, she deserves it as a treat

Half of these have a reason, half are just cases of me seeing the vision, regardless Mash deserves it

This Lostbelt has no future. No tomorrow. Though it may be peaceful, free of conflict and evil… It will never be any more than that. It has no power to change, to develop. My love is not enough. Spring will never come. Life will never flourish. But now, my power should suffice to bring hope to my land. So I withdraw my love and instead offer you death.

Hildr: I'm okay, I was just thinking...

Ortlinde: Hmm, this is about Master?

Hildr: It is. I honestly kind of worry... Are there too many of us for Master to handle?

Ortlinde: Too many of us...?

Hildr: Yeah, I mean, we are collectively one servant, but there are three of us. I feel like we may be potentially confusing Master, or perhaps we're stretching her affections too thin...

Thrúd: Hmm, I think I know what you're meaning.

Ortlinde: I do too, but I think it could be the opposite. I think Master might enjoy being with all three of us. She seems to always enjoy spending time with us.

Thrúd: Very true. The way she smiles is very telling.

Hildr: *sigh* I don't know, I guess I'm just not used to feeling this way...

Thrúd: We could always ask her about how she feels about there being three of us.

Ortlinde: Yes, good idea! Master is nothing if not genuine.

Hildr: Okay, let's do it! Anything to settle my nerves...

*a few moments later*

Thrúd: Master, if you are not busy, my Sisters an I would like to— Wait, Rindr?!

Hildr: Ölrún?!

Ortlinde: Geirskögul?!

Rindr: Hiii~

Rún: Heyo!

Irs: Sisters! It is great to see you all!

Thrúd: This is...incredible! But wait...

Hildr: Now there's even more of us? *facepalms* Poor Master won't know what to do with herself...

Rún: Oh, Master? You three hadn't heard? Master is in the infirmary...

Ortlinde: Why?!

Irs: It was so odd, when we were initially summoned, Master looked at us, said "More Valkyries?!" in a very breathless manner, then—

Rindr: Then she sprung a nosebleed and fainted right then and there!

Rún: She was muttering something in her stupor as she was led away, something like, "More...mooore..."

Rindr: She was giggling a lot too...

Ortlinde: Oh... It sounds like she was...excited?

Thrúd: Excited that more Valkyries had appeared?

Hildr: That's the complete opposite of what I expected...

Ortlinde: At any rate, we must go check on Master to make certain she is recovering!

Thrúd: Agreed!

Rindr: Oh, we should all go!

Rún: Right! Let's hurry!

*in the infirmary*

Asclepius: Master, seriously, this cannot continue to occur.

Ritsuka: I'm sorry, Doc, but you weren't there...you wouldn't understand...

Asclepius: *muttering* Perhaps lovesickness is a condition worthy of further study...

Rindr: *pops her head in the door* Master!

Hildr: *pop* You okayyy??

Thrúd: *pop* Sisters, please don't excite her too much—

Ortlinde: *pop* What is your condition?!

Irs: *pop* This doorway isn't big enough...for all of us...

Rún: *pop* Is she okay—? WAOH—!

All Six: *fall to the floor in a cloud of feathers*

Asclepius: Oh no.

Ritsuka, eyes big and cheeks red: So...s-so...manyyyyyyyy~~~ *swoons happily*

All Six: *groaning*