30 years earlier - Lord Yarrow's castle
A grand ball was happening at Lord's yarrow castle in the west of Aetreon. The ball was thrown in celebration of the tinns defeat at Selick's run. Nobles of all classes were invited including Lords,Dukes,counts and even the prince of aetreon himself - Alexandra. Though the prince of aetreon was kind of stand-offish, He only managed to chat with his friend - Decius.
Decius: Are you not going to chat with princess Magnesia?
Alexandra: Hell No.
Decius: Why not? Are you guys fighting again!
Alexandra: Yeah…
Decius: *Sigh* what is it this time?
Alexia: Gosh, were not even married yet and she's already talking about a political union between aetreon and tinland! Like jeez, give me a break.
Alexandra: Not to mention the fact that she's already cheated on me.
Decius: H-How do you know that?
Alexandra: I had my retainer intercept this letter.
Alexandra pulled out a letter from his pocket.
The letter read:
{ To her majesty, Crown princess Magnesia.
Using our magic, we are able to end your pregnancy by using the Viscerous spell. Unfortunately that spell does require quite a bit of material. We will need another 500 Tinns to make the spell possible.
- Signed, the Mages guild}
Alexandra: We haven't "courted" each other yet, so I know the child is not mine.
Decius: Holy gods. Are you going to confront her about this?
Alexandra: Here? Hell no.
Alexandra sighed and looked at Magnesia who was halfway across the room, Chatting with friends.
Alexandra: You know what the worst part is?
Alexandra: - I don't mind the fact that she isn't a virgin, it's the fact that she lied about it to me.
Decius: Ouch, milord . I understand your pain.
Decius put his head down.
Decius: Listen, I'm going to chat up some women. Why don't you talk to lord Yarrow and see if he's interested in some realpolitik-ing with you.
Alexandra: Alright.
Decius nodded and alexandra went over to where lord yarrow was located. Lord yarrow was a tall man with gray-blonde hair and blue eyes, he was the lord of Tralia, a province in the west.
Yarrow: Welcome, Prince. Are you having a good time at the ball?
Alexandra: I've had the worst time in my life.
Yarrow: I'm sorry to hear that.
Alexandra: I only jest, sir. I'm having the time of my life
Yarrow: Ho Ho! There's that dry sense of humor that I love!
Yarrow exclaimed.
Yarrow: The royal dance is going to start soon. Don't you have someone to dance with?
Alexandra: No. All of The girls, save for Magnesia look like donkeys.
Yarrow: ...Including my daughters?
Alexandra: O-Oh no! Sir, I didn't mean to-
Yarrow: It's fine, my boy! I only jest.
He chuckled. Alexandra wiped the sweat off of his brow. Sir Yarrow seemed a bit intense but his jest did give alexandra an idea.
Alexandra: Well, people are expecting me to dance. May I ask you a favor?
Yarrow: Anything, my boy.
Alexandra: May I dance with one of your daughters?
Yarrow: Of course! They are all other there, by the concessionaire. Their names are Daffodil and Jasmine.
Alexandra: got it.
Alexandra walked over to the table, where the two girls lay. They both had emblems hanging from their chests to signify their house. Daffodil was sitting on the right and Bright red hair and green eyes. She had peaked alexandra's interest for a second, but then he saw her bright buck teeth that protruded from her mouth, which he found disgusting. Jasmine on the other hand, Had Black hair with green eyes but had a large nose which alexandra couldn't help but sneer at.
Daffodil: Why hello your majesty! What can I do for you ~
Daffodil pushed out her chest, making her cleavage seem bigger.
Jasmine: Oh please, He's clearly here for me!
Jasmine puffed up her hair and shifted a bit in her chair making her derriere look firmer.
Alexandra: (Ugh…. More Harlots…)
He thought.
?: *Smack* *smack* *chew*
Alexandra: (...?)
Behind Jasmine was another girl. She was about 8 years old and was stuffing her face full of cooked meats. She had blonde hair and blue eyes and was wearing a purple dress. Interestingly, she didn't have the emblem that the other two girls had.
Jasmine: Petunia! Stop being a pig!
Jasmine elbowed petunia.
Alexandra: Hey!
Jasmine: Oh, sorry you had to see that your highness. Just my "sister" being obnoxious.
Jasmine: Now then, Where were we…
Jasmine leaned in on alexandra.
Alexandra: Out of the way.
He shoved her out of the way and walked towards the little girl. She was eating precariously before looking up at alexandra.
Petunia: … Um, hi.
She said nervously.
Alexandra: Hi there! What's your name?
Petunia: I'm petunia…
Alexandra: Well, I'm Alexandra. The prince of Aetreon.
Petunia: I-I know.
Alexandra: Are you one of Yarrow's daughters…?
Petunia: I think so.
Alexandra: You don't know?
Petunia: Daddy never calls me his daughter. He always calls me a "Bastard."
Alexandra: ….
Alexandra paused. He realized why lord yarrow hadn't mentioned her among his daughters.
Petunia: I don't know what a bastard is but it doesn't sound nice.
Alexandra: It isn't. Your father shouldn't call you that. A child is a child no matter what.
Petunia: Mmph!
Petunia simply nodded and went back to eating.
Alexandra: (She's a bastard, a child and she's chubby! That'll make Magnesia mad!)
Alexandra: Say, Petunia.
Petunia: *Belch* Yes?
Alexandra: How would you like to dance with me?
Petunia: Ah!
Petunia's eyes came wide open!
Petunia: M-Me? Dance with you?
Alexandra: Did I stutter?
Petunia: I don't understand! Why me?
Alexandra: Because you're cute. And not a slut like your sisters.
Both Daffodil and Jasmine heard this and scoffed in shock. Petunia blushed and said:
Petunia: B-But I don't even know how to dance!
Alexandra: Don't worry. Just follow my lead and you'll do fine!
Alexandra offered his hand and went to the dance f
He passed by lord Yarrow, whose eyes seemed to be wide open at the choice he had made.
Magnesia: What the hell?
Magnesia said as he passed by her.
Alexandra: (Suck it, Magnesia.)
Alexandra danced with petunia for some time. The two had a marvelous time together and felt a sort of kinship with each other. Time seemed to pass faster as the elegance of the ball was at its height.
After the ball was over and nobles had left, prince alexandra confronted lord yarrow.
Alexandra: Hey, Lord yarrow?
Yarrow: Yes , my boy! Did you have fun at the ball?
Alexandra: Well yes, But I have another request of you.
Yarrow: What is it?
Alexandra: Heh.
Alexandra pulled out his sword quickly and held it towards Yarrow's neck.
Yarrow: M-Milord!?
Alexandra: Treat Petunia well. I don't care about her Birth. She's going to be my wife one day.