The Fanfic Goddess has used her divine abilities to place the commandments so lovingly bestowed upon her in her profile where they will forever be etched in stone.
She licks you all.

Rated M
M is for MATURE, people.
If I can pretend to be, then you can too!

DISCLAIMER: I OWN NOTHING! *sob*

Lickins here!

WhispersToWolves: Lick? You desire the lickith!? EEEEEeeeee! I is SO happy! You got a deal! *many, many licks in midst of a suffocating -ahem- loving squeeze* Oh and, I giggle and cackle at Mel's slyness. Hehe! Ty!
PippElulu: Ikr! I'm really starting to dig King. He was alright before, don;t get me wrong, but writing him has really made me grow a grand fondness of the sweet lil man. ^.^ I love how I can use him as an outlet to fill the readers in every now and then too.
Dea: *gets glomped with cheesy grin, then grows teary eyed by the sudden slap* T.T This is a love/slap relationship eh? You and Stormie need to stop talkin much like Merlin and Elaine... Oh, Ban's gonna be in TROUBLE... You don't want that kinda trouble Dea... just sayin.
BettyDearest: Is THAT were Lost ended up? Hmm... ANYWAYS, no one can say I play favorites with my beloved Ban, he dug his grave and got his just deserts! And it may not be over yet! XD I wonder, I wonder, what will Izzy do... hehe!
CalCal: Ikr! Sooo many things could happen! The Sins seem to have a knack for interrupting Meliodas' personal time. Mwahahaha!
EarthenKnight: Smiling is good! YAY! And yea, King is really growing on me... especially when he goes into Fae King mode. XD I repaired those words, lol, wouldn't want those kind of goofups!
Guest: I KNOW! I'm too excited about these next few chappies! I'm am going to try my damnedest to get the next one out for April Fools. HEHE! The timing is just too perfect not to!
Luna: How can I deny a loving follower who says please so earnestly? You got me, here it is! Ty! I'm glad you are enjoying it. :)
L-chan: InuYasha,.. I have a friend that LOVED that one, but I never saw much of it. I was watching Tenchi and YuYuHakusho. Lol! My friends dubbed me Ryoko *compliment!*
MuggleBlue: Perhaps this one is a lil less cliffy, hehe,.. I am merciful. Sometimes. ^.^
Stormie: Frothing at the mouth. Hmm. LEAVE DEA ALONE WOMAN! Your fantasies will not waver my resolve—but—feel free to share them anytime. *halo* (rofl at the Hawk to stacked ribs remark tho. HAH!)
WoundedOwl: Your passion tugs at my heart... but you see, I kinda had this procedure done where I had my heartstrings removed... so... yea... *licks ure salty-sweet tears* Mmmmm...
Yojimbo: HAHAHAHAHA! RIGHT! XD You are too awesome! LUV IT!
MyLuv: Ya liked King's part in that didja? Hehe. You don't like Lost?! WHATEVER for? That sword is a badass! You saw how it rendered THREE Sins helpless! *waves tiny Lost flag* Don't be a hater Luv! And you, YOU who is going for Happy Shower Fun time thinks his request is SIMPLE? PAH! You show me yours and I'll show you mine...
RounJ: I am sure, that in a moment of weakness, King's words very well might echo in her mind. Merlin? Corrupt? Pssssshh! Merlin's only here to help! Right? Meliodas DOES have 3000 years of history... Thanx Roun! I know all this information is sinking in. :D

ScarletLoveliness: You do not have a pen name for me to pm woman! You must comment or I worry you no sleep! o.o! *cries a little* I saw ure review on the zomB Nalu this morning, did the comment for here just not go through, or did you really leave til Xmas like you said? O.O IT'S ONLY MARCH!
Dom: I still love you, busy bee.

Of Kings and Dastardly Men
Part I

The King of Camelot knelt before the Princess of Liones, hoping to impress how sincere his words were to her. With an arm crossed over his chest and its hand on his heart, Arthur said, "My deepest condolences, Princess Elizabeth. I have heard stories so magnificent that they could only be worthy of the legend of King Baltra the Lion." Deep purple eyes then rose to meet hers, his soul open to her so that she may see the sadness he felt over such a tragedy and (most intriguing) the burning desire to see justice done. He brought his hands to clasp the one Elizabeth hung at her side and rose his brows in earnest. "If there is anything Camelot can do... that I can do... please, do not even think to hesitate."

They stood in the entryway of the grand hall, where the king had been pacing, unable to wait for them to arrive and be announced properly. He'd felt heat rise in his face when he'd first watched her approach, walking between Meliodas and Merlin—her new choice of wardrobe certainly brought new light to how athletic the princess was.

Elizabeth had a slow blush beginning to bud when the king rose back up, still holding her hand. He really was handsome... the princess had spent most of the morning in a bit of daze with eyes constantly glossing over in a dreamy haze. She pressed her lips together, not entirely sure what the king had said and searched his violet eyes, "Umm, I see you are wearing white."

"Oh!" Arthur nodded with a hint of boyish excitement dancing through his expression, "one of our more well-read councilors explained to us a few your grieving traditions." His eyes widened as he realized his excitement could be misconstrued as rude and he cleared his throat, "So, er, uh. We are honoring the late king here as well. Baltra was a great man."

Elizabeth giggled at Arthur's awkwardness. He was really very different from Sir Meliodas, anyone could see that in the youthfulness of his gaze.

Arthur smiled at the dainty sound, getting sucked into her mood as the deadpanned knight beside her forcibly removed the king's two hands from her one. "That's enough of that. Hmm.. Heeeey Arthur... wanna spar?"

Amber hair tussled for a moment as he tried to uncover the reasons for the Sin captain's actions, but at the sudden mention of sparring—with the captain of The Seven Deadly Sins...

"Hell yeah!" His eyes widened when he remembered that he was still in the presence of ladies and glanced at them fleetingly, "ahem, I, urrhm, I mean, yes Sir Meliodas, it would be my pleasure."

"Great!" Meliodas slipped his hands into his pockets and with lightning quick speed, he spun and kicked the king's side, sending him careening through a column and into a wall. Elizabeth jumped and Merlin rolled her eyes, and a bark of a laugh was heard from the king as he pulled himself out of the hall's newest renovations.

"Haha! You got me Meliodas! Now it's my turn," and the king crouched, readying an attack of his own.

"Nah," Meliodas walked on into the grand hall with his hands still in his pockets, "don't think I'm up for it after all."

Arthur tilted his head, feeling bewildered at the knight's sudden disinterest.

It didn't take long for breakfast to be served in Arthur's remodeled conference room. Gowther sat nearest to Arthur and was inquiring about the drow elves' security. King sat near Diane, trying to start up small talk but finding it difficult because Diane had taken the opportunity to get all dolled up like a princess again; somehow he found her far more obtrusive as she was now than she ever was as a Ban-squishing giant. She'd invited Elizabeth to come, but Elizabeth hadn't been willing to rise out of bed that early—not after last night.

And Merlin?

Merlin's attitude was slowly growing more and more sour when it began to become clear that Ban was not just late... he was not coming.

Talks between Sins and kings soon grew to more serious matters as servants came to collect plates. Elizabeth tried to pay attention... but her mind kept wandering back to last night. She mildly wondered if the man sitting next to her was slowly driving her mad. She swore she could feel good vibes flowing from him, but that was only her imagination right? Imagination that persisted to run wild with the Dragon Sin so near her.

So try as she might, her mind wandered back to last night as the knights of the round table discussed news of Sir Kay and recent hostilities of the drow elves.

😌~drifting~😌

"It's pretty simple. Just let me have a 'do over' with that kiss yesterday."

Did he really just ask that? I could feel the heat rising in my cheeks and was grateful for the darkness, though perhaps, in retrospect, the night was not as much cover as I had thought. I could certainly see that handsome face of his clearly.

He may have had that casual smile he usually wears, but I could tell he was baring his soul to me. It couldn't have been my imagination! Eyes that typically held so much age that it boggles the mind now looked young and hopeful. Sir Meliodas was asking me to kiss him.

And I found myself wanting nothing more than to oblige.

But how could I? My heart was racing and I am fairly sure that I'd stopped breathing... Solace came with the realization that Sir Meliodas was far less intimidating all tied up. Could I?

Dare I?

Surely my reaction hadn't taken as long as I'd felt that it had. I remember fidgeting with the way my legs were curled as a smile spread on my face. For once, I could be myself... sort of. He was completely bound! What was it he'd said before? Ah, he was at MY mercy. So I took a deep breath, and scooted closer to him and focused on the fingers I used to stroke through his hair. He really does have nice hair...

He hummed contently and nudged his head closer to my hand. Such a simple gesture, but it broadened my smile and helped my courage grow. His eyes were closed now, enjoying my touches. I had been so flattered...

Sir Meliodas is so adorable! I can't believe he asked for a do-over!

😌~mmmmm~😌

"Princess Elizabeth?"

Elizabeth suddenly sat up straighter in her chair at the sound of the king asking out her name. She looked back and forth, feeling rather flushed from her daydream. Fortunately, she'd been blindsided in a daydream many times in her youth (though none quite like this), so she was able to discern that the king was asking confirmation on the letter to Veronica's completion. "Oh! Um, yes, I simply need a carrier pigeon that can send it to the castle."

Meliodas' brow raised from where he reclined in the chair next to her, curious about her visit to LaLa Land. Observing her had been a fun activity for him while the conference refused to end.

"A pigeon?" Merlin chuckled, "No, no my dear. Such sensitive information will be personally delivered from yours truly. I will not risk enemies learning of its contents."

The princess' ears perked, "Oh... yes, I suppose that is for the best." She felt so flustered! Why were they looking at her like that? Did they somehow know what she'd been thinking? Absolutely not! Not a single one could read minds. A visible blue eye drifted to where Gowther sat. ...Goddesses help me.

With renewed vigor, Elizabeth tried to paying closer attention. Eventually the subject matter took a turn to how a simple sword could overcome a person as it had her. King explained what little history he knew of the blade, but it wasn't long before Meliodas took over such a topic.

During her attempt at being a model student that actually listens whilst class is in session, it'd helped to try and forget that she sat next to the man who had managed to steal her affections right out from under her—but now she had to look right at him or else she may not seem attentive. So Elizabeth took a deep breath and turned to watch the carefree demon speak, but her watching was no longer listening.

No, she did nothing but focus on the Sin captain's lips and (quickly) got sucked back to last night...

😌~drifting~😌

His lips looked so soft, I swear it made mine twitch. I usually try to think before I act, but last night was different. Sir Meliodas had asked for something I was quickly learning I wanted more than anything in this world, and I was the only one to grant him his wish.

...At least I think I am.

Unknowingly, Elizabeth began nibbling her lower lip as she stared at Meliodas'. The demon noticed though, and made sure to make note of it while he explained that Lost was powerful because of the untapped power of the spirit within. Those powers could not be used though, not anymore—which was why that spirit loathed him. Lost needed its vayne to be complete. Izzy's eyes look beautiful, all glossed over like that. ...If only she'd treat that lip with the love it deserves...

Elizabeth surely would have found the information being discussed interesting, but she was enjoying reliving last night far too much.

I adjusted myself to be on my hands and knees beside him. Hah! I must have looked like the skittish doe that I felt! At the time, I didn't care. It was as though I was someone else entirely... someone that needed to taste him again, not from desperation like before, but from need. It was need that pulled my lips down to the lips of the captain of the Seven Deadly Sins.

I needed him.

😌~GASP~😌

The realization had Elizabeth snapping out of the recollection. Her eyes flickered from Meliodas' mouth to his eyes. He'd stopped talking... and was looking right at her. One of his brows were slightly raised. Had he said something? Was she supposed to say something back?

Her eyes widened and she blushed brighter, broadening the demon's smile.
Oh for heaven's sake what is wrong with me? I cannot focus! Get it together, Elizabeth! You are a Sin and this is a meeting with the king. The bloody KING!

She almost yelped when Diane spoke up, breaking the silence. "Blah, blah, blah. Bad brother trying to bully villagers, nasty sword plotting revenge, and drow prisoners taking up valuable space. Anything else? Some of us girls have plans today!"

Meliodas smiled, "Oh yea, you were gonna take Elizabeth to the bath house today."

The princess heard Arthur and Hawk respond—something—but she was positively unable to translate their gibberish under the demonic smile Meliodas covertly passed her way. Elizabeth quickly looked down at her lap where she was wringing the fabric of her white archer gear so tightly it was bound to be horribly wrinkled.

She closed her eyes at the sound of her neighbor's quiet chuckle. He truly was a demon! Did he know that he was plaguing her mind like this? That underhanded laugh sure sounded like he did. Coercing herself to relax did not do the desired effect however, for as soon as she forced her fingers to cease in their effort to strangle her skirt to annihilation... she began recalling how they felt immersed in blonde hair.

😌~drifting~😌

I dug both my hands into his hair as my eyes fluttered shut when my lips reached his. It felt like my entire body convulsed at the moan he released into mine. He immediately pushed up into our kiss; crashing our faces together with far more fervor than I could have ever anticipated. Oh but it had awakened something fierce within me! With only having felt his tongue against mine for three ticks of a clock, my fingers clutched his hair tightly and pulled his head back down to the pillow with my lips close behind. The grunt he let out just before I reached him again had been so thrilling! With Meliodas back on his pillow, I pressed my upper body against his, trying to increase the intimacy. Or perhaps trying to pin him down...

Even though he was completely tied up, and I held his hair firm and on top of him... I cannot deny that he overwhelmed me.

The strong, firm strokes of his tongue, mmm... the way he would sometimes brush mine along his teeth, oooh... he even did something I could not possibly mimic with his lips...! All I could do was cling to my sanity while Meliodas fed me his fury. ...I was completely helpless in his hands.

Hands that were bundled up in rope for the sake of my chastity.

I think I may have been straddling all that rope between us when I eventually broke our lip lock. My hands felt weak... no, it wasn't just my hands. My everything felt weak, except for my heart. Our noses still touched and it was his voice that pulled me from my stupor. I could see him, but it was hard because my hair framed his face. I don't think I'll ever forget that way he sounded when he said lowly:

"Mmmmm... you're definitely lucky I'm tied up, Izzy."

I am rather proud of what I said back to him. Perhaps there is hope for me yet to live up to the Siren's silver tongue...

"Indeed. The fates must be smiling on me today, Captain."

I could tell that calling him captain stirred something inside him. His eyes grew darker, yes captain, I know what I should call you should I want to throw you off guard... I do believe I may perhaps have a weapon that could give you a taste of your own medicine now.

What a wonderful night. I could feel his eyes still burning all over me as I laid down to sleep. I'm sure I didn't keep the giddy smile from my face no matter how much I tried to keep confident as I bid him good night. The sigh he used to tell me good night was as adorable as that innocent smile he hands out on a regular basis.

Oh Meliodas...

😌~mmmmm~😌

Elizabeth sat there at the round table with heart a flutter and lips heavy with the feel of her captain's when she was stirred again. Hawk was calling her back from reliving her fingers once again digging into his hair and the strength of his tongue. "Elizabeth? Why is your face all red?"

Red face? Really? Hmm... Sunburn? "Oh! Um, just a little warm in here, Sir Hawk..."

Hawk tilted his head, "Huh. Doesn't feel hot to me. Maybe it was sumthin you ate!"

"Oh!" Elizabeth placed a hand to her cheek with a coy smile, "yes, perhaps that's it." She glanced around the room. Merlin, Gowther and Arthur were gone, was the council over? Elizabeth was about to say something that may or may not have proven her attentiveness, but just before she spoke, Diane sprinted up to her and pulled her to her feet.

"Enough wasting time! Come on Elizabeth! The bath is going to be great!."

Both the ladies froze when they heard Meliodas speak, "I know a bath house that has a great view of the night sky. But cha would have to wait til evening."

Elizabeth watched Diane's smile grow brighter, "Yea! That'd be great! Oh I can't wait! What should we do before then, Elizabeth?"

Crawl into a corner until I can figure out how to breath again?

"Oh! Um... Well, I had thought that I would return to the Boar Hat. I needed to get Veronica's letter to give to Lady Merlin, oh! And I noticed the downstairs needed a good cleaning yesterday, perhaps I should see to that, and—"

"Ohmygosh, ELIZABETH!" Diane harrumphed, "all that stuff is boring! If you haven't noticed, we're on the king's payroll now? Don't you want to go shopping or something?"

Elizabeth's ears wilted and nervously held her hands tightly. She'd had quite enough shopping with Lara less than a week ago, but she didn't want to displease the Serpent Sin either. "Umm..."

"I don't think she's up for all that running around just yet, Diane. After all, she was possessed by a demon sword yesterday." Meliodas said ever so casually right next to her. When had he gotten up from that chair? How come she didn't hear it? Honestly, were these ears good for nothing around this man?

Perhaps I should go somewhere and meditate... or pray that the goddesses restore my ability to hear—soon.

Diane's eyes widened, and suddenly looked worried, "Oh Elizabeth! I'm sorry! I totally thought you were over that—I mean... when you came in with the others this morning, it looked like you were walking on sunshine."

"Oh! Lady Diane! I still am!" Oh goddesses did she really just say that? Her eyes widened and she tried correcting herself, "I mean, I'm still..." Elizabeth naively glanced at Meliodas who smiled back at her—which in turn had her blushing anew and she fumbled again. "I'm just, um."

Her eyes widened as the captain spun an arm around her hip and the other to grasp at her breast, Well, at least she had a reason to blush now. Between his voice and his hands she had no hope of recovery as he said, "What I think she's trying to say is that she's still pretty flustered from it, and she wants a day of quiet at home."

"Captain!" Diane and Hawk said at once. Hawk was pawing at the ground and preparing to knock him off his feet when he released her and looked back up at Diane, bending his leg up which effectively caught Hawk's head with his foot as he tried to plow into to him.

"Why don't cha see if Alma's Hot Springs could reserve tonight for us?"

"US!?" Hawk continued trying to run Meliodas over to no avail.

"Alright!" Diane smiled determinedly, "You got the right girl for the job, Captain!"

As she excitedly bounced down the hall, Meliodas glanced down at the piggy and grinned, "Hawk, you better go with her or I'm sure she won't remember to reserve a spot for both men and women."

"Eeeek!" Hawk jumped up, "you can't bathe WITH the girls!" He went chasing after Diane, "DIANE! WAAAAIT!"

Elizabeth found herself in another daydream as King floated up to the two of them, "Alma's Hot Springs... Captain?"

The Dragon Sin smiled up at him with a thumb's up, "Mmmhmm."

The fairy's voice squeaked as he floated out, clutching to his pillow tightly, "Al-alright... C-Captain."

With hands innocently within his pockets, Meliodas watched him drift down the hall, talking to himself; something about being confident and dashing, women liked that.

Alone again.

Meliodas pulled those hands out of his pockets and placed them around the elf that seemed to have drifted off to another world again. Brushing up against her, Meliodas looked into her eyes, "Where'dja go, Izzy?"

The Siren Sin shook, no shivered out of her stupor with ears perking at the sound of no one else being in the large room. Just him and her, alone.

It took her a few moments for this to sink in, but Meliodas was already walking her backwards into the table and speaking in a rather husky voice. "Whatcha been thinkin bout today?" Like her constant blush didn't say it all loud and clear.

Elizabeth could feel his arms around her with every cell in her body, and it didn't feel like those hands were behind her. She could feel them everywhere! Like she was reliving every single touch he'd ever given her, like... like there were four different sets of hands!

*A/N Imagination, not foreshadowing—scouts honor!*

"Thinking? Oh! I, I, I haven't been thinking!" Elizabeth nearly planted a palm firmly against her forehead. Why would she say something so ridiculous? "I mean... I haven't been umm..."
Nope. I got nothing.

Meliodas smirked at his chosen prey, "There you go biting that lip again..."

The elf squeaked as she was lifted up and sat on the round table with a Deadly Sin crawling on top of her, her only retreat was to lean back until she was just as horizontal as the table she was on. Elizabeth's breath turned ragged at the glint in the demon's eyes as he all but purred, "And I'm not tied up this time."

Feeling a need to press her legs together to relieve an oncoming ache, the princess tried to do so, but the knight above her suddenly lowered a knee right between those legs; thus she clamped onto his thigh instead. He hummed mirthfully and she gasped, being cut off from the only relief she knew.

She needed to get her wits together! She was the Sin of Seduction, not him!
My, but this really is a big table...

NO! Bad Elizabeth!

"Per, perhaps you should be... Sir Meliodas..." Elizabeth struggled to say. She'd been reliving last night far too much today for her to be placed in this sort of situation. Oh Goddesses but he was far less scary when he'd been covered in rope!

The Dragon Sin had lowered his head enough to smell her hair while she spoke. He chuckled and replied, "Sounds pretty kinky, and here I didn't think you knew what foreplay was."

He spoke of such things so lightheartedly! "Ki-ki-kinky? Oh! Um..."

Meliodas pulled himself up and brought her to her feet with him. "It's alright, Izzy, I don't mind the rope."

"Um... what?"

The sidelong glance and grin he passed her was priceless, "At least until you feel more comfortable with the two of us being lovers."

What?
"Wha-What?" Red really, really is a lovely color.

Meliodas had those hands of his resting behind his head as he walked back to the doorway. He stopped there and held a hand out for her with a rather dashing smile, "Are you coming, Izzy?"

"Oh! Ye-yes, Captain!" She sprinted up to him and as they walked out together, she 'eeped' when he grabbed a firm hold on her rear.

"Maybe... save the captain bit for bedroom talk—otherwise we'll never get anything done."

"Oh! Okay... Sir Meliodas." Bedroom talk?

"And I haven't forgotten about all those times you abused that tasty lip... what goes around comes around, Izzy."

"It, it does?" Project Stop Glowing, commence! Project Act Like a Grown Woman: pending.

"Mmmhmm."

^.~

The King of Fae Kind sat on the top one of Camelot's secluded towers, meditating.

Through closed eyes, he examined the seals. As a magical king, he was privy to three of the nine seals. His Sight revealed the seals whole and firm, still a masterpiece of powers wrought from light. Darker forces seeking to destroy lives the goddesses granted could never pass seals such as these. Not even in the 2,500 years since their creation have they so much as faded.

Granted, this could be because there had only been one king before himself to have held them... but he highly doubted the transfer of Guardians would have that kind of effect. Just to be safe though, perhaps he should not only investigate Excalibur for himself but write his own letter to Queen Veronica. If the kingdom's histories were passed down to Margaret, it was possible that she left out a detail about the seals that could be crucial to their survival should one of her three be damaged.

Just what could Lost have meant by frayed? Frayed is not broken nor cracked... such an odd word to use when speaking of a weakening seal.

Could the sword have been making them worry over nothing? Where was that lazy Ban anyway? Why hadn't he shown up to return Excalibur?

Why did Elaine have to give it to HIM of all people. It was already bad enough that he'd stolen his sister's heart, must he steal the sacred sword belonging to humanity too?

He sat there looking over the seals again and again. Every pulsing flicker, every motion of liquid light. To the untrained eye capable of a very rare gift of Sight, they would not but look like shimmering reflections of ever rippling moonlight. These same seals had bound the demon king, a being so wretched that not even his son could stand to walk his path. Fortunately, Meliodas had not been the first to turn from their king... but he had been the last. King shivered, recalling the Demon King's fury, there may never be another demon willing to rise from the shadows. ...Not after that. Upon his eventual demise, the seals were soon needed again to bind and hold Hecate. Or better known in her incarnate form: Queen Mab.

Graces plead that she simply wither and fade away like the abhorred Demon King.

Welcome back my lovelies! I'm so excited about this story's progression! It's been a long road and it's still got a ways to go... short stories are no fun for me. ^^;;

AAAAND... Let me be the first to say:

YES!
Izzy was
TOTALLY FANGIRLING!
Seriously... can ya blame her!?

XD

I love you guys! So many comments!
Here is that extra conversation. :3

*Diane and Hawk both run into the tavern where Gowther stands at the bar with a few beakers in front of him*

Diane: WE'RE HOOOME!

Hawk: WHERE IS THAT DIRTY BASTARD? I'M GONNA KICK HIM TO NEXT MONTH!

Diane: *rolls eyes and folds arms* Geez, Hawk. You're getting all worked up over nothing!

Hawk: *hops up and down* But, but, but,but,butbutbutbut!

Diane: Yesh... chill out! *looks around* The place looks great! Elizabeth wasn't kidding when she said she was gonna clean. That girl doesn't know how to relax! Where is everybody?

Gowther: *looks up from where he'd been pouring one substance into another* The princess and the captain left thirty-three minutes ago.

Diane: No kidding...

Hawk: WHAT!? Where'd they go?!

Gowther: Sir Hawk? The captain instructed me to give you a verbal message upon your return. Shall I relate it now?

Hawk: *huffing* Yes yes! Hurry up! I gotta find them!

Gowther: The captain said to tell you he was taking Elizabeth out to find her carpet.

Hawk: WHAT?!

Gowther: And then he said to say that she looked excited.

Hawk: WHAT?!

Gowther: And lastly, he spoke of how he would be the princess' personal carpenter and—

Hawk: EEEEEEK!

Gowther: that he was going to teach her how to properly hold his wood—

Hawk: *dead*

Gowther: —en basket. *thinks* proper handling techniques are important.

Diane: *sigh* I dropped the basket once. Groceries went everywhere, it was awful! It's good that Captain is making sure she does it right.

Gowther: Indeed. *sets vial down and examines another in the light*

All for you my lovelies!

Seriphia
aka
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