Iron Mario: Yeah, Ship is an official Plumber.
pedrofaria339: He already is, technically.
61394: Well she isn't all there. It's what happens when you are raised in what is basically a cult.
Dragon Emperor0: Krystal married TwoTwo first. Yeah, Greer is the first one pregnant but all the girls have different firsts.
thewittywhy: That is something never spoken about again laughs
B.E.A.T.N: You mean Zed. She lives at the Tennyson household.
Shooting Star Dragon 3000: Those are Greer's favorite's movies. Unfortunately that plan does not work for everyone.
Negaben364: Well, we wanted to go more realistic
Here are some reviews answered by Ghost:
Shooting Star Dragon 3000: She's got the movies on box-set.
B.E.A.T.N: Zed is living a comfortable life living in the Tennyson and Levin households.
thewittywhy: He'll be over the moon, but his wives will be over Saturn. Krystal didn't tell him; or if she did, he processed it and took a week off.
Dragon Emperor0: Two-Two is Krystal's first wife, so she understands. It's an open and understanding relationship.
61394: Considering she was manipulated by Servantis, it's no wonder she's crazy.
Iron Mario: She's an official Plumber.
Co-Written by GhostKaiser23
Disclaimer: Do not own Ben 10
AUTHOR'S NOTE:
And the newest chapter... with more stupidity in the forms of Politics!
Yay!
Krystal's Harem
Chapter 76: Political Bullshit
Krystal sighed happily as she relaxed a few days after, snuggling up against Circe
"How're you doing, Krystal?" Circe asked gently.
"Great. Happy I can rest a bit." she joked and nodded
"Plus having a baby on the way." Cerise answered
"She only just got pregnant Cerise." Krystal giggled "We have nine months to prepare. Plus we are still preparing for the wedding."
"That's true... When will it happen?" Cerise asked
"You're really into this; aren't you?" Krystal laughed "Are our lives one big soap opera for you?" she joked and tickled the milk alien
"No-ho-ho-ho!" Cerise laughed as she was being tickled.
"Oh?" Krystal grinned, pinning Cerise under herself as she continued tickling her
"I-I just like. Be-he-he-hee-ing in the loop!" She laughed
Knock
Knock
Knock
Knock
"Shoot. Come in!" Krystal frowned as she responded to the knocking. The door opened, with Attea entering "Mum!" Krystal blinked. "S-Sorry! I didn't think-!"
"Krystal. We are in a bad situation." she said suddenly
"What is it?" Krystal asked in worry. What's happened?" Krystal asked, going into 'serious mode'.
"... You've been summoned by the Inccarsion Fleet War Council, Princess Krystal." Attea sighed, being formal as if to make it official
"'The Incursean'-? Why? What did I-? ... Yes, Mother." Krystal asked before falling out of 'serious mode' and even deeper into 'princess mode'. "I'll go get ready."
"Best to wear the uniform." Attea added
"Yes, mother." She nodded and went to her closet, going to get the uniform. She went into her bedroom, depressed
"This is not good." Ship commented "For the War Council to call? This is a big deal."
"I don't know." Krystal sighed, feeling like she was embarrassing Attea right now
Swift was outside still, holding high tech binoculars as she looked at Krystal "Oh, the War Council? Let's see how this goes. This is really fucking serious baby." Swift commented
*time skip*
Krystal was entering the Tennyson family house next to Attea. Both of them where wearing similar military garb, blues and purple outfits with some gold liming. Inside Scout was waiting, dressed similar "Hey buddy." Krystal smiled
"Hi sis... what did you do?" Scout responded
"I wish I knew." Krystal sighed
"We can't stall for much longer. Let's go." Attea flinched, her two kids nodding. The three stepped onto a large circular pad with a keyboard sticking out of the floor, Attea typing a few buttons on it
Suddenly they turned into flashes of light disappeared, although little did they know they had another guest with them. When they reappeared they found themselves in a massive high tech war ship
Krystal gulped nervously as she and Attea arrived on the ship, walking towards the Bridge of the ship, being welcomed by several Incursean former soldiers.
"ALL WEAPONS! SA-LUTE!" A soldier called out, giving the order to welcome them.
Krystal had not been on the flag ship often, in the last few years at least. After Scout was born, and the next in line, she wasn't really needed. She still came with Attea in occasion but it wasn't such a big deal
The three walked to the room where the Incursean Council was waiting for them. Some of the biggest names in the former Incursean Empire. All of them old men, clearly old and grumpy men
"Empress Attea. We see you have arrived." the lead one said seriously
"Lord Irruk. You're looking well." Attea spoke out of respect, seeing the Lord.
Krystal walked forwards. The old lord's where sat at a round table... with an empty chair in the middle of the table "I guess that is mine?" she commented. When they nodded, she sighed and took the seat "Okay. Hello everyone, it's been about two years since I last came here. So... how have you been?" she asked cautiously
"We've been fine, Princess Krystal." One of the Lords answered, an older and thinner Incursean wearing many medals.
"Now... for why you are here." Attea said simply
"We have heard of your second engagement." One of the lords answered, a man with an eyepatch and general tassels.
"And we have concluded that you can do better." Another lord answered
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"Okay, hold up, rewind, what?" Krystal blinked
"Your first marriage was to TwoTwo. Sister to your step-mother EightEight, a consort to a King. But as a Princess, you have a duty to marry into a family that has some royalty or high connections in intergalactic courts." Lord Irruk answered. "And now you're engaged to another 'nobody'."
...
"I repeat. What?" Krystal asked
"I agree. What?" Attea frowned
"A princess of your standing should be courting women of standing. Duchesses and Ladies. Baronettes and even other Princesses. You can do much better than a mixed art fighter." A lord answered
"Not to mention the maid, the 'artist', the school teacher and the three strippers you are also dating." another lord added
"Now list-" Attea started, only to be interrupted
"After all, just look at your father!" another Lord added as a massive hologram of Ben appeared in the room "He is married to the Empress!" he said, a hologram of Attea appearing
"As well as the Queens of the Loboan moon..." another Lord added, a hologram of Selene appearing "... and the Queen of the Thep Khafin's." and as expected, a hologram of Isis appeared "And even the Queen of the Tetramands!" A hologram of Looma appeared
"Your father has such influence and standing to say it was 'immense' would be an understatement." Lord Irruk answered. "A Princess such as yourself deserves better."
"You should be gathering connections, political and interplanetary, connections for the great Inccarsian Empire!" another Lord added
"We understand you prefer women, but there are many beautiful and important women of high status who wish to court you." the eyepatch lord repeated
"I know. I have most of their numbers blocked since I turned 15." Krystal rolled her eyes "So what you are saying is that the women I fall in love with are not good enough for you and you want to... what? Marry so that more species are royally connected to the Tennyson family or some millennium old Bull... stuff like that?" Krystal huffed, censoring herself as she remembered that Scout was in the room
"Which is why we have selected a suitable bride for you. She will be here within the hour and you two shall begin courting-" Lord Irruk began but...
"WHAT?! ALRIGHT! ENOUGH OF THIS CRAP!" Attea roared, slamming her fists into the table
Scout flinched as he saw his mother snap at these high-profile people. It was understandable, but it wasn't often he saw her become this enraged... he was feeling like that way as well.
"You all. Are absolute fools!" Attea glared. She looked around the room, her body shaking
"Oh? And why is that?" Lord Irruk asked
"You cannot force someone into a relationship! You can't just MARRY someone that benefits YOU!" Attea snapped, slamming her fist into the table.
"Forgive me, Empress; but didn't your father do such a thing?" Lord Irruk asked
"Yes! And I killed him!" she shot back "Plus he was the Emperor, you all do not have the authority to-"
"Actually, we do." one lord smirked and threw some paper at Attea
"What is this?" Attea asked as she caught the paper, opening it calmly and the colour draining from her face as she read the page
"Mum? What's wrong?" Scout asked in worry
"That, dear Scout, is from the original Inccarsian Battle Scrolls. The original laws of our empire, which are impossible to remove." an old Lord commented, turning to Krystal "You could say it is the equivalent to your American Constitution."
Krystal went silent as she went pale. She did not know what the paper said but if they were pulling out such an ancient and all binding law it was serious and there might not be a way out of it... she was scared
"And... what does it say?" Scout gulped, Krystal too nervous to ask
"If the War Council deems the relationship of a prince or princess to be unfitting they can, without the permission of the acting Empress, arrange a marriage to a suitable partner to ensure glory and strength for the Inccarsian Royal family." the thinner Lord read off from memory
"... No..." Krystal whispered
"Er... what does that mean?" Scout asked, not entirely understanding the wording
"Basically, if they dislike yours or Krystal's or James' relationships they are able to force you into a marriage with whoever they want and I am unable to do squat about it." Attea hissed
"WHAT?!" Scout yelled in anger and fear
"Now do not worry princess Krystal, this will not erase or cancel any of your current or previous relationships." the eye patch Lord commented "And we are sure you will love her. It is just ensuring the Empire grows and remains strong as it should."
"If you had just gotten with people who matter before now then we wouldn't have been forced to go to such measures but-" Lord Irruk responded
SLAM!
"Shut. Up." Krystal snarled "You insult any of them again and I will personally gut you all. Got it?" after a moment of silence she knew her message had been received "Good. Now... what is this shit you forced me into?"
"Ah, she should be arriving in about 50 minutes. We have a few stylists prepared to do your hair, make up and give you a suitable outfit so you are all prepared for your new fiance's arrival." Lord Irruk continued "And you will be meeting her in the throne room, in an hour five minutes after she has traversed the flag ship to the throne room."
"Fine." Krystal hissed as she turned to leave
"By the way! You must marry her before you wed the brawler, with at least a three month window between your wedding with her and the one with the commoner!" another general called "Also you are unable to be engaged again until after this wedding is complet-AH!"
The conversation ended as Ship shifted into a gun made from Volmara's lava like structure and powers. She shot a fire ball, making the old arrogant cowards hide under their big table while Krystal gave them a death glare
"You better be proud of yourselves. I will find a way to break this and then I will have your heads." Attea hissed before she stormed out
"Shit heads." was all Scout said before he left as well
...
"I do believe that went well." one Lord commented
*with the Tennyson's*
"Those ASSHOLES!" Krystal roared as she stormed down the hall "Who the hell do they think they are?!"
"And notice how they never mentioned, once, who it is they have set you up with?" Attea scoffed in irritation
"Princess Krystal." a group of five Inccarsian women nodded as Krystal entered a room, filled with makeup and cloths
"Oh no..." Krystal muttered in realisation as she was dragged into a chair
"We are here to do your makeup and hair." one woman commented
"Before we then move on to the perfect cloths for meeting your future bride." another said
"No... no no no..." Krystal whined
"Have fun Krystal. We are going to research. See you in the throne room." Attea waved
"Good luck." Scout waved
"NOOOOOOOOO~!" Krystal cried as the door was shut
*time skip*
"I feel stupid." Krystal grumbled as she stood there in a new look. She wore a regal purple dress with frills, decorated with golden coins and medallions, symbols of Incursean superiority.
Her hair had been straightened before curled into a fancy style. On top of that she had been given a LOT of makeup. Pink blush, green eyeshadow, blue lipstick, lots of mascara and so on. She had a purple hairband in her hair, which had a diamond-like gem held on it like a flower. She had purple high heels with some smooth black panty hose. The dress reached her mid-shin, a mix of stylish and formal and old school while also showing power
"You... Look... Good." Attea hissed out, holding back her snickers
"Mu-u-um!" Krystal groaned as she was now an object of ridicule. Wanting nothing more to rip these clothes off and get back home.
...
And Scout fell over laughing
"I am going to give you the biggest-!" Krystal raised a fist at her little brother in anger.
"Princess Krystal, you are needed." The handmaids spoke up through the door.
"What now?! I already look like a Barbie doll!" she whined
"Your Princess candidate has arrived." The maid answered respectfully.
"Already?!" she whined
"She will be awaiting you momentarily." The maid nodded
"Let her in." Krystal groaned
The door slowly opened, the clicking of heels filling the air. Eventually a woman walked in with a series of guards behind her "OH MY GAWD! KRYSTAL!" the princess cheered
"Oh no... No... Not her..." Krystal whined weakly, seeing the woman she was forced to be engaged with. It was the Transylian Princess
This woman had long slender legs, like stilts with little muscle, which take up over half her height. A massive chest. Wearing a purple long dress gown with a revealing opening at the top, some orange around the collar and on the sleeves. She had long orange painted nails, several inches long and looked like they'd give a painful scratch. Large E cup breasts her dress could barely contain, clinging to her so tightly you could see her nipples through it. Her lips where painted black with lipstick, a deep dark lipstick which was also rather shiny. Her hair was black with a few purple and orange streaks, sticking up in a pillar. Coming off her back where the two metal pillars all older Transylian's had. Like the rest of her species you could see the mismatched colouring of her skin from the segmented and stitched together parts, which even went to her eyes as one was green and the other was blue.
"KRYSTAL!" the princess cheered
"Hello Francheska." Krystal sighed before she was suddenly hugged by the other girl, her face slammed into her breasts
"Oh Krystal! Call me Franny, it's like so~ much cuter, right babe?" she grinned "I haven't seen you in years~! You've grown up!"
'Yeah. And you've swapped out some body parts.' Krystal thought with a blush, trapped in the E-cup breast prison
...
"BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" Scout burst into laughter, falling over
"To Earth's moon, Scout!" Krystal yelled as she pulled herself out of Franny's grip for a moment
"So, like, I guess we should get to know what the other's done in the past decade." Franny smiled as she nuzzled Krystal between her breasts "Since we are going to be married and all!"
"Daughter." a voice said, obviously calling Franny
"Sorry, Daddy." Franny apologised as she released Krystal and turned around to greet her father, revealing a tall and powerful looking Transylian man... As in VERY tall. He looked to be about ten to twelve feet tall, greying black hair with purple eyes, grey skin covered by regal king attire and the symbol of their royal home.
"Hello, King Franken." Attea bowed
"Empress Attea. It has been too long." King Franken responded respectfully and bowed back.
"It has only been three months. I see you accepted... That proposal." she responded, venom slipping into her tone at the last two words
"Under my daughters insistence, yes. I find these sort of... 'Arrangements'... Barbaric personally. And I thought that it better be us supporting Selene and Isis' child than leave the risk of a more... dangerous kingdom, such as the Ectonurites."
"A 'lesser of two evils'?" Attea asked
"Exactly." he nodded
"Well, no offense Franken, but I am trying to find a way to cancel this arranged marriage nonsense." Attea explained "I refuse to let my children be forced to marry those they don't want to. I hope you understand."
"Of course. It is that idea that made me finally agree." Franken nodded
"Nuh-uh! Krissey will totally love me now! So she's not even ganna want to break up with me!" Franny huffed "Come on babe! We should, like, totally hang out and get to know each other again!"
"I'm still right here, you know." Krystal frowned as she was pulled away.
...
"She hasn't changed. Has she?" Attea sighed
"Unfortunately not." the king shook his head
...
"Who's she?" Scout asked
*with Krystal, shortly after*
'Oh god...this is torture.' She thought as she was sitting with Franny. She remembered the girl well. An annoying entitled brat who was obssed with Krystal like a fangirl. Back then she was flat as a board, short and had glasses. She followed Krystal around at Royal parties, in an almost cute and shy way. But then, when given attention, she'd start hugging Krystal for the entire evening while listing off wedding plans and children and other such nonsense. It was awkward at first... and then she just became clingy.
Now though? Krystal had trouble not staring. After seeing Franny 'grow' into a shapely woman was hard to curb her attraction... but she was just so annoying! She had spent the past five minutes dragging Krystal, talking about something about some random actor
"... So yeah, that's why he's such a dream-boat." Franny came to a stop. "What about you, Krystal?"
"... What where we talking about again?" Krystal blinked
"Our favourite movie stars." Franny answered
"Oh. I don't really have one of those... I guess Venus Demilo, the Terraspin." Krystal shrugged
"Well, I guess she's an okay actress." Franny answered.
"Sorry. I don't watch many movies. I'm a bit busy." Krystal responded
"Oh, so... what do you do for fun?" Franny asked as they stopped in a room.
"Er... Martial arts and working out at the gym... Training my aliens... Playing games... Reading... Hanging out with my girls..." Krystal listed off "... Admittedly sex... Drinking after work/10... Swimming... Hanging out with my siblings..."
"Wow~!" Franny's eyes glistened as she heard all that.
"Huh?"
"You've got such a full life. Like, all I have is my things." Franny answered in awe.
"Really?"
"Like, yeah. I mean, I got my dresses, my shoes, I lie out on the beaches of Anur Transyl... It's great." She listed off as she lead Krystal into a bedroom
'Oh god, not more...' Krystal groaned before she saw the interior. "What the hell?"
"Yes?" Franny asked
"This room is... Err. Cluttered." Krystal answered as we zoom out around the room. It seemed to be overcompensating, all to get the girls in the mood "... So... Why?" was all Krystal could ask before she saw Franny had pulled her dress down revealing her large breasts
BOING~
''B-Boing'?' Krystal blushed while staring at the large breasts and big miscoloured nipples
"Phew, that's a relief. You've no idea how tight this dress gets sometimes." Franny exhaled happily
"I had a good guess." Krystal joked, her eyes going down Franny's legs as she sat down until they got to those heels. They were tall heels. Giving Franny another inch or two in height. And Krystal subconsciously licked her lips
"Oh? Like my boobies Krissy? I knew you would! I picked them out for that reason!" Franny giggled, not getting why Krystal acted that way
"Huh? What?" Krystal snapped back into reality.
"My boobies." Franny giggled
"I-Err. They-They're nice." Krystal admitted, trying to be polite but not to stare.
...
"Wanna suck 'em? We're gonna be married so no biggey deal or anything. I picked out ones that produce milk, too!" the tall woman giggled
"Ha~...?" Krystal's head tilted as she heard that. Transylians were known for their interchangeable body parts... and it was tempting. But she had to remain focused. If she did so, she'd have to give into the Incursean Lords' demands. And while she was tempted, that ditsy tone and the nonsense way of speaking just turned her right off "Sorry, Franny. I'm not interested." She apologised politely.
"What?!" she gasped
"I mean. I don't think we're a good match." Krystal answered as she stood up and walked away
"But-But, Kryssy." Franny frowned as she was hurt, before the door was closed in front of her, Krystal walking out.
Krystal room a deep breath, rubbing her head. She thought to herself, trying to keep her libido down. True, she had been very open with her sexual needs... but right now, it was like a hindrance. 'Calm down girl.' she thought, gripping the Nemitrix softly. She tried to put 'The Bitch' back in her cage, she would not be their puppet.
*? ? ?*
"Calm down girl. We need to calm down." Krystal urged to the Wild Krystal
"Ah~! But those breasts! E-Cups! Big, round, bouncy! Did you hear that 'boing'?" Wild Krystal responded, almost fingering herself from the physical attraction "Had milk! Want mate!"
"Wild! Calm down! I know it's tempting, but think about it! If we agree to that, we will be listening to her drone on and on and on, forever!" Krystal's conscience responded
Wild Krystal, a seemingly split personality based on Krystal's instincts created by the Nemitrix, snarled lustfully "Just a one night fling! One fuck! Need it! Need it!" the copy of her whined
Wild Krystal looked identical to the 'real' version only with longer and 'wilder' hair, her hair and eyes being red. And she wore a skintight suit that covered her from the beck down, made of a black material, with red thigh high boots and red accented patterns all over the place although the suit had holes for her nipples, vagina and asshole to be seen
"Don't make me get the leash." Krystal whined softly "We can be the harem fuck pet again for the night when we get home, promise. Just... not with her. If we encourage her we will never be rid of her."
Wild Krystal whined and groaned, seeing the logic... and huffed. "Fine. We'll be the fuck-pet." She pulled her hand out and sat down, in the four legged 'crouch' pose she was always in
"Good." Krystal sighed "Seriously. I swear I spoil you. I let you have 24 hours of nonstop sex."
"Fun?" Wild shrugged
*outside Krystal's mind, time skip*
Krystal was in her room on the ship, getting ready for dinner "Even at dinner, this stupid dress." Krystal frowned.
Knock
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"I'm coming." Krystal called out in response to the frantic knocking, almost annoyed that she was almost forced into a girdle before she ate
"Naughty girl." Ship giggled
"Shush." she snapped as she walked to the door and opened it, revealing Franny... Who had massive mascara streaks down her cheeks like she had been crying "F-Fanny? What's wro-?" Krystal asked nervously.
"What did I do wrong?! Am I not pretty enough?! Are my boobs not big enough?! Is my butt too big?! Am I too tall?! My lips too big?!" Franny cried, hugging Krystal
'Oh, fuck!' Krystal thought as she was being hugged, while also feeling guilty. She'd been kinda heartless, just pushing her away without even -trying-. Sure she wanted nothing to do with the Council's BS but Franny genuinely wanted to be with her even if Krystal didn't feel that way. But Krystal didn't even know her 'What the hell do I need to do?' She thought as she was being bombarded with questions by a crying Transyllian.
"I'm sorry." Krystal said after almost a minute straight
"H-Huh?" Franny asked, looking at her with red teary eyes.
"I'm sorry, Franny. I. I didn't give you a chance." Krystal said sadly "I was... Rude. Mean and dismissive. Let's... Let's get you cleaned up and go to dinner."
"Thank you." She sniffed sadly but grateful, following Krystal to the bathroom to get cleaned up.
Krystal sat her down and pulled out a cloth, washing Franny's make up away with slow and gentle strokes. Time ticked on as Krystal washed Franny's face and helped reapply her makeup. They were going to be late for dinner, that was for sure "There. I think that's good." Krystal commented, Franny now having a lot less make up which made her look a lot less 'trashy'
"Wow! It's so amazing you know how to do make up, Krissy!" she commented, looking at herself in the mirror "I didn't know you could apply so little make up, it looks like I'm not wearing any!"
"Well, I've got good teachers... and I'm not as 'girly' as people make me out to be." Krystal answered "Plus you were wearing way too much."
Franny giggled nervously and out of embarrassment "I-I guess I do wear too much."
"Well let's go. We have a dinner waiting for us." Krystal nodded
"Okay." She responded, wiping off her dress slightly before walking with her. The two walked towards the dining Hall, Krystal holding her hand. Attea, Scout, King Franken and the lords of the Incursean Remnants were waiting
"Glad you could finally join us." Attea said, a bit shocked at the sight
"Oh leave the children be, Empress! The love birds where obviously getting to know each other and lost track of the time." Lord Irruk waved off
"I'm nearly twenty one." Krystal deadpanned
'Compared to these fossils, you're a child.' King Franken thought, but didn't want to cause a war. Although he did chuckle into his wine at his joke
Krystal followed the protocol for these sorts of dinners, pulling out the chair for her 'date' and pushing her back under the table "Thank you." Franny blushed
"No worries." Krystal blushed a bit at her instinctual action, taking a seat
"Ah, young love." another lord said arrogantly, making Krystal's eyes narrow a bit
Suddenly waiters came in from every direction, seeing the table with a massive buffet
Scout's eyes widened at the large spread, seeing all that was there, various meals that would take Fifi hours to prepare... but to be fair, they had a banquet-sized amount of food at the dinner table almost every night, considering how many people were at home. But this time he could have as much as he wanted!
"Princess Krystal. I assume that you're familiar with 'The Incursean Manners of Hospitality and Feasts'?" Lord Irruk asked, inquiring about her upbringing.
'... Oh fuck.' Attea thought in shock
"Of course." Krystal nodded, pulling in all of her training as she grew up
'Wait. When did she-? I didn't-?' Attea thought before she was calming down. This was her daughter after all. She wouldn't mess this up. Though she did wonder when she learned all this. Or maybe she'd forgotten a lesson she had taught her. All of Krystal's royal family gave her lessons on their customs for events such as this, so those lessons just blur together after a certain point even to the teachers. She just watched her daughter, seeing how well she'd do when clearly being called out
"Lords and Ladies, Kings and Queens. Upon this day we celebrate the conquering of another weakling resistance and expand the glory of our Empire. Let us feast upon this field of victory and enjoy." Krystal spoke clearly and proudly making the group clap lightly
"Excellent." The eye-patch wearing Lord responded. The table began to eat, music playing
"Hmm." Scout hummed as he ate. He never had 'traditional' Incursean food before, since it tasted like potatoes and hard biscuits in some of the vegetables. But considering this was how most Incurseans ate before they were stopped, he couldn't complain.
'Okay Krystal. Like any other first date. It is only fair to give her the chance.' Krystal told herself, taking a sip of the green wine
"This is-!" Franny began to speak quickly, before she calmed down as she realised she was in front of multitudes of royalty. "A spectacular. Meal. Your Lordships."
"Thank you princess. And what do you think of the Warship?" another asked
"It's big!" she smiled
...
"Okay...?" they nodded, as if they were expecting her to say something more... but she went back to eating
Krystal laughed a bit at the lord's getting screwed over like that
"So. How is your kingdom, King Franken?" Attea asked, holding back her own smirk
"Very well, Empress Attea." he nodded
"Ah! The mighty Transylian race! Your military force must be very powerful with your electricity and electromagnetic power alongside your raw strength!" a heavily medaled lord laughed
"We... do not have a military." King Franken blinked "We do not need it."
You could almost hear all sound being drained out of the room as the Lord's visibly deflated
Krystal covered her mouth, trying to stop herself from breaking out into full on laughter... and felt a hand on her inner thigh, looking to the side to see Franny using her fork only to eat "So... Franny..." Krystal coughed, striking up a private conversation "If we are getting to know each other... what are your hobbies..."
"Shopping." she answered instantly
"What... are your favourite colours and food?" Krystal blinked
"Hmm. Mostly colours that go well with my skin tone, something light and maybe sparkles." Franny answered, her hand still on Krystal's thigh. "And my favourite food... I'd say fillets of beef." Krystal nodded, trying to think of something else to ask "What kind of music do you like?" Franny asked as she gently rubbed Krystal's inner thigh.
"Er... Classical and rock?"
"I'm into 'Power Punk', myself." She answered
"Power Punk?" Krystal tilted her head
"Yeah, I... Got into it when I was younger." Franny answered
"Huh. I'll need to have a listen." Krystal commented
"And what about you, Prince Scout?" Lord Irruk asked
"Huh?"
"What are your hobbies?" He clarified.
Scout froze a little as he was being eyed by the older Lord, almost seeing him tent his fingers. He gulped deeply, before he stopped eating. "Excuse me." Scout left the table and headed for the bathroom, since he did not want to get caught up in this.
Attea sighed, rubbing her forehead "I believe that is enough for tonight."
Lord Irruk frowned as he heard his Empress speak up "Very well." as everyone began to finish their dinner
'Thank god.' Krystal thought in relief.
"I hope the princess enjoy their room." one Lord commented, leaving
'I'm going to jam that staff up where the sun don't shine.' Krystal glared as she realised what he meant
"Yay! We are sharing a room!" Franny cheered, hugging Krystal "Let's go!"
"Um. Okay." Krystal answered as she was dragged off.
"Bye!" Attea waved
"... Are they gone?" Scout asked as he came back "Those old guys are creepy."