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A/N: Most 'original' names are taken from King Lear, mainly because all the names in that are weird. It's also sort of symbolic...

This began as an attempt to get write a backstory for Mags & Riff that was a bit different and got around the Westermarck Effect (I assume it still exists in humanoid aliens, it's very useful genetically). By the way, Goneril's fiance Edmund is the Lord de'Lordy we know from Revenge of the Old Queen. Though not yet.

Lord Leir de'Lordy was one of the most respectable noblemen on the entire planet Transsexual, of the galaxy of Transylvania. His family was one of most influential and very ancient. For many centuries de'Lordy Manor had stood looming over a wide market-square. It was also quite near the royal palace.

Though Leir's wife – the beautiful Lady Cordelia – was dead, he already had three pretty young daughters.

The eldest was called Goneril and happened to be fourteen when our little tale begins. Next was Regan, aged 12. Last of all was little ten-year-old Magreta Cordelia. Named for the poor woman who died giving birth to the dear child, she was also lucky enough to look just like her mother. That meant she was the prettiest, you see. Fair skin, wide green eyes, and a mess of curly red hair. For some reason, she was only ever referred to by her full name of 'Magreta Cordelia' or the nickname 'Mags'.

These sisters three never really knew other children. Their father wanted them to interact with others as seldom as possible. This was a rather silly, but carefully enforced, rule. The only other young people they saw were the three royal children – a daughter and two sons born of Queen Marina and her husband Henry.

The only reason the sisters spent time with those people was because Leir couldn't exactly refuse a request of the Queen's…

Because of this 'limited contact' the sisters were unsure what to do when Daddy brought home a brother they'd never heard of. He was a bastard fathered by Leir and mothered by someone called 'Miss Kitty'. For reasons unknown to the innocent young sisters their Daddy wouldn't explain who/what exactly Miss Kitty was.

"It's not for young ears to hear," he at one point told them.

A few days after the boy had arrived at the de'Lordy Manor Lord Leir called the girls to one of house's living rooms. It was the one everyone called the Silver Room because of its interior decoration color scheme. All different shades of pale grays and metallic silvers. Even the wooden tables were painted in those colors.

The three sisters sat down on one of the four couches, all in a row.

They each wore their finest clothes. For Goneril, this meant a fitted black knee-length dress that made her dark red hair look quite striking in contrast. With this she wore a necklace of the darkest garnets. Regan wore a dress of scarlet velvet, which looked very nice with her hair – dark brown, like her father's. Young Magreta Cordelia wore an innocent white dress that fell to her knees in pleats. The bodice of it was modest – for she was a mere child – and the neckline adorned with pearls.

Their newfound brother wore a somber black suit. His hair – which was darkish color quite like Leir's – was combed for the first time in a very long time. Though his face was attractive in shape, with defined cheekbones, it was sullen in color from many years living poorly. Though the sisters were by no means fat, they looked plump compared to him.

When Leir began to speak, he addressed his daughters. "Now, my dears… I've called you here to discuss this boy who is your brother. He lived the first twelve years of his life in a dismal place; without the many comforts we take for granted. His mother was a poor wretch with little money to feed him or herself. She has died recently – of a dreaded illness – and this boy would starve if somebody else didn't save him. Luckily, it was around this time. Now he's to live here, to be educated well. His name is Edgar."

"My name's Riff Raff," he said stubbornly. "Not Edgar. Edgar is a silly name!"

"We shall call you 'Riff' then," Leir replied, smiling.

Nobody spoke for a moment. Goneril and Regan were both very bored by then, and neither really wanted. Magreta Cordelia

"Girls? Will you introduce yourselves?" Leir asked.

"Indeed. I'm Goneril, the eldest."

"I'm called Regan."

"And I'm Margreta Cordelia."

Somehow, Riff misheard Margreta Cordelia and thought her name was 'Magenta Cordelia. Because of how quickly the conversation moved on, he wasn't corrected. To him, Magenta sounded like an actual name.

"So, Riff. Now that you're properly the son of a very rich and powerful man… what do you want the most?" Leir asked.

Being the funny sort of person he was, Lord Leir de'Lordy often asked questions like that. Hypothetical questions, in which may or may not result in the answerer earning some sort of reward. So one just had to know what sort of answer he wanted. Leir was the sort of fool that would give away a third of his property to a daughter who told him the loved him very much… even if said daughter was a known liar.

"I would like to be a scientist, to go to school and learn all about… science things," Riff said, after much thought.

"Really? Well, that's exactly what will happen. You'll leave as soon as possible – which might be tomorrow since I've go so much influence. I send money to various schools around here, you know. I'll get you into the very best school! Now, if I hear you aren't studying or you start to fail classes, I'll bring you straight home. Though I'm sure you'll do well enough!"

Margreta Cordelia dearly hoped that this odd boy would return. Somehow, she thought him to be sweet. At that point it didn't exactly register in her mind that this odd boy was her brother. No, she hadn't been paying attention. To her he was merely. Since he went away the next day – and nobody really talked about him again – she half thought him to be a dream. She'd fallen for him at first sight!

Of course, he wasn't that handsome. He looked rather sickly! The reason she was so attracted to him was that he wasn't very handsome, yet he was honest and kind (or so he seemed, in those two days she'd known him). So, as the years went by, she pined for him. This half-imagined boy that she never mentioned, fearing that somebody might tell her that he wasn't real.

When she was 15, a letter arrived at the de'Lordy Manor announcing that "Young Mr. Edgar 'Riff Raff' de'Lordy" was to arrive in two weeks time, having finished five years at the School for the Biological Sciences.

Unfortunately, they were right in the middle of planning a wedding. Goneril – now a young woman of 19 – was going to marry a cousin of the Queen's. His name was Edmund, and he liked 15-year-old Magreta Cordelia too much.

"Edgar? Who's that?" Goneril asked, when she saw the letter.

"He was that child I fathered 17 years ago. I brought him here was he was about 12 and it seems he returning from school I apparently sent him to."

Magreta Cordelia overheard this conversation as she ran from Goneril's fiancé Edmund. That boy she remembered… he was real! And he was to return so very soon! This, she thought, was wonderful news.

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