Chapter 13: The Coronation and the Porcelain Princess.
The Royal Procession made its way out of the city of Albedo - the old E-Rantel - and followed the new royal, paved highway to the capital of the Dragonic Kingdom. The highway was made of a new substance introduced to the new world called concrete. The procession would first head north to the old Imperial Capital where the Prince was to be honored with games, then to the new North Eastern Vassal State of Nazarick. To the South the old Slane Theocracy had undergone tremendous devastation - its population resisting surrender to the end, believing that their six gods would save them. This had caused them to barricade themselves in all their major cities until each was sacked, their walls breached. Despite even the women taking up arms, the cities were burned, destroyed and looted with great hatred by the allied nations of the Sorcerous Kingdom. The Emperor ordered the Capital and all of the cities still left standing to be knocked down, their stones hauled away to build houses for the poor communal farms.
The Theocracy was integrated into the Empire and turned into a collection of large farming communities, inhabited by people who had bee sentenced to jail, the poor, or those that refused to live in "integrated" cities with demi-humans. Since every city or town in the Empire was integrated, this was the only place those who opposed such unification could go. In fact, most of the communal farms were still integrated, but exceptions were made for those who refused, though these communities were still guarded by death knights. In any case, this was where most of the Slane theocracy's population that had not been slaughtered chose to live in solitude. There were no major towns, as they were just memories now. Huge farms were all that remained, and although they were important as the breadbasket of the Empire, there was no reason to stop here on the tour. The tour would then take the [greater teleportation] spell to the old capital of the Re-Estize Kingdom and then go south to the Holy Kingdom, skipping the Republic due to diplomatic issues. Next it would go east to the Orc Vassal States, then to the Elf Vassal States of Nazarick, and finally end the tour at Carne City - situated next to the floating Demon's City that was just within eyesight of that once-small town that was now bigger than the capital cities of the nations of old.
The Capital of Nazarick was the social as well as power center of the known world, but Carne City became the spiritual capital of the nation, as it was the birthplace of the Empire. The scriptures said that when the God Emperor had watched from heaven and seen people in a village being killed for no reason, he along with his wife had come down to put a stop to the violence. It was then that he met the blessed children of humanity: Enri and Nemu Emmott Sapato. They were rumored to be the first two beings he had met since before time itself. He had then gone on to save the village and the life of the famous swordsman: Gazef Stronoff. Enri eventually married the royal alchemist, Nfirea Bareare Sapato, and she also held the position of the city's Magistrate from a young age until the present. Nemu Emmott Sapato became the Emperor's head Minister and Priestess of Evangelism within the Church of Nazarick; as the Church was composed of two major divisions, the newly created Head Priestess of the Temples, who would be crowned soon, along with the Head Priestess of Missions, who would be her equal. This made many upset as they saw Nemu as their spiritual leader, with many of the devout going on pilgrimages to the city just to see Nemu and many of the holy sites. Nemu had worked for the Emperor for many years, devoutly spreading the word of interspecies harmony, teaching of the 41 and founding churches on the frontier.
Rumors of the floating demon city had already started spreading among those in Carne City, below the great floating city in the sky, when it appeared a darkness had overtaken the skies around the castle. Then, strange and fearsome demons appeared in the sky, and after that a river of what seemed to be blood started to flow from the floating castle, creating Hell's lake - a place they were told by their Magistrate they must never go. In the middle of the lake was what looked like a white island, but upon closer inspection it was actually many bones that were thrown down a hole and landed in the lake. They went so far as to have Mare erect a fifty foot wall around the lake to keep anyone who was curious out.
The Dragonic Kingdom
Tsuare looked at herself in the mirror. She looked twenty years younger than she should have, appearing to be around the same age as when she first met Sebas, her knight in shining armor. She would have never guessed at the time that he was a spy working for the Supreme Being that let her live, in all his infinite wisdom. It was strange: she remembered seeing his face but could not remember what it looked like, and this was the case for not only her but many other people in the court as well. The reason for this was the same reason why he wore a mask: a mortal could not simply look at his face and remember. She touched her face again just to make sure it was her face, then she giggled a little bit as she thought of how much money nobles would pay for the dozens of red potions on the vanity that held up her mirror. They were a gift from Lord Ainz from when she married Sebas, for raising Dracus as her own son. She was told to drink one potion a month and alert Sebas when she was low; the potions would extend to her life to around three hundred years. This had been her first time taking one and she did not just look better, but felt better as well. At the end of the month she could see the wrinkles starting to form around her eyes and forehead.
Tsuare then turned sideways and saw her stomach in the mirror. She frowned, for she was four months in and starting to show. When news had gotten out, Fluder came and examined the child and told her that it was a girl, and that the baby would be perfectly healthy. Then he had cast an hour's worth of spells and left. She did not know if she would be allowed to have another child because of Dracus, but she did not care; she was just happy that she could give Sebas a daughter. She was not happy when Sebas told her arrangement with Draudillon Oriculus - even though there had been no love involved she still had to share Sebas with that "woman" who looked and acted like she was 15 when she was really over 100 years old.
After 11 months, Sebas had come to Nazarick to pick Tsuare up. The two went to the Dragon Palace to pick up Dracus who was just over a month old; she had been dreading that day. When they came to the child's room, the Queen was waiting. When she saw Sebas, she had thrown her arms around him, kissed him passionately and said, "Did you miss me dear? I know OUR son did! Know you must visit me often ok?" Looking over at Tsuare who had been quietly standing there with her head down, a wicked smiled spread across Draudillon's face. She walked over to Tsuare, looked up at her, and leaned to the left and then to the right as if sizing her up. Draudillon then said, "You must be the maid I heard so much about! That was so nice of Sebas to take you in, where was it that you worked when you met him I forget?" Tsuare's eyes shot wide open. This was a very low blow; she had no choice in the matter, as she was sold when she was young to be a plaything for nobles and then work at the whorehouse. Tsuare's eyes shot down and she lowered her head, as she started to mumble, "well I worked.." Sebas stepped into the situation, moving between Draudillon and Tsuare and said, "Adversity builds character my Draudillon, and I think despite what our past was or is, what we do with our experiences makes us either exceptional or not." Draudillon kept her smile on but internally she was not happy. She had everyone wrapped around her finger in her Kingdom except for Sebas. No matter what she tried, it felt like he saw right through her and this infuriated her. She was sure that Sebas would marry her after living with her for a year and having a child together, but he never showed the slightest interest. That was the only reason why she agreed to Nazarick taking her child until he was an adult. She had been certain that she would have gotten Sebas to fall for her like all of her other love interests, so she could play with him like a toy.
Sebas had walked Tsuare over to Dracus, who was in a crib in the middle of the room, and motioned that it was alright for her to approach the child. When she looked into the bassinet she saw a smiling baby boy that looked exactly like Sebas and she instantly fell in love. It did not matter that she had not given birth to this child, foor she now had a chance to repay the love Sebas gave her with love for a little, helpless creature that looked like Sebas. Finally he needed her. This was her chance to help him; even if it was in such a small way, she would do it with all of her heart. She had reached out to Dracus and when he grabbed on to her sleeve she began to weep. She vividly remembered using all her strength when she was shoved into that sack and reached out to grab Sebas' pant leg in silent desperation to be saved... to be taken away from the cruel death that awaited her. She did not care what the Queen or all the Ministers thought; she knew she was no more that a wet maid for the child and one of Sebas's concubines, but she instantly bonded with Dracus, the son for her beloved, and she would pour herself into him. She would be his mother, heart and soul. She reached out to pick him up but before she could touch him, two hands moving faster than her eyes could see grabbed hers. Tsuare looked down to see the gloved hands of Sebas. At first she thought he was being thoughtful and they were going to pick the up the child together.
When she tried to move her hand further toward the child Sebas' hands would not let hers move, and she looked up at him with a look of confusion on her face. Sebas, seeing this, explained his actions. "He looks like a one month old human baby but he is not, and we have learned when taking care of a heteromorphic dragon child you must have the utmost care. If you startle the child or the child is picked up by someone they do not trust, their natural instinct will kick in as they do not have self control over their bodies - for example..." Sebas took Tsuare's hands and put them to her side. He then put his hand behind Dracus and snapped his fingers. It was so loud that a person down the hall would have thought a the castle was under attack and a wall was blown open. Tsuare watched as the baby boy started to cry, then emit a black energy before transforming into a baby dragon of about the same size but with a slightly longer body.
This was when Tsuare looked around and saw claw marks all over the room, also observing that many of the caretakers had cuts and bandages for deep gashes. As soon as the baby stopped crying, the same black energy Dracus had emitted seemed to be absorbed by the child, and it transformed back in the form a baby boy. Tsuare frowned on the inside. Maybe she would not be as much help as she thought she would be; this was Sebas' son and he was already able to care for it himself, or so it seemed. Sebas could sense her disappointment and said, "This is only a natural reaction to fight off any predators while the parents are away from the clutch. If the dragon sees you as a caretaker, or in my case smells like their father then they will not become upset, so I can take care of one problem," Sebas said a he handed her a pair of his gloves that he had retailored to fit her hands. She excitedly put them on and then eagerly awaited the next instructions. "Now you must be accepted as a caretaker; seeing as in many cultures and species other dragons would take care of other clutches while the parents were away hunting, it is not uncommon for dragons to accept surrogate mothers," Sebas said with a smile as motioned for her to pick up the child. Many people thought that dragons could see the hearts of men due to their uncanny ability to tell if people were lying and see their true intentions; dragons could sense if others were trying to lie or cheat, or even if they were in love. The truth of the matter was much more scientific than magical in this case. Dragons had extraordinary senses of smell, sight, taste, and hearing, but not touch. This meant they could hear a person's heartbeat speed up if they were lying, and smell the hormones being given off, granting them greater insight into what others were feeling.
In Dracus' case, he did not like the smell of anyone he met except for his biological mother and father. When it came to all others he did not like their smell, for they did not smell like dragons. Although he did like his mother's smell he did not like the pheromones she gave off, and would act out even when she tried to hold and feed him. All the others he did not like because he could smell fear on them and that would make him afraid, so all the other poor nurses were clawed by Dracus, who wanted to be put down. That was why, excluding his father, no one else picked him up and he was left in the crib, which was only a temporary solution. Then today, he smelt a new type of dragon that smelled like father, but had another smell that he recognized that was always on father but much stronger this time. (This was because when handling Dracus, Sebas always had a handkerchief tucked in a glove.) He like the smell, but he also smelled something different on the other strange, pink dragon. She did not smell like fear, or jealousy, but he could smell large amounts of oxytocin - the same chemical a mother would give off when feeding and taking care of her child, or in simpler words: love. He liked the feeling and reached out for the strange pink dragon,
Tsuare ever so slowly, and ever so gently, reached into the crib to pick up the one who was considered by most who lived and worked into the royal court as an unruly dragon child; one who had become known as an unholy terror to all the maids who were injured daily. As Tsuare reached in the crib, everyone gasped and they could see two little hands rise up to he held. There was only one situation where this would happened, and that was when Sebas would go to pick him up. It had also happened the first time Draudillon picked him up, but that had been all. To be fair, the Dragon child was sacred; an object to be worshiped in a nation that revered dragons and as a result was not up to the task of taking care of the child. But to Tsuare, it was an object of her pure love for Sebas and his child. She loved this little one just as much, if not more, than the man she loved. Before she knew it, she was holding Dracus and giving him a bottle of fresh dragon's milk. Everyone in the room had been amazed and realized that the young master would not be back until he reached an adult age, and that the nurses no longer needed to fear for their lives.
Everyone in the room had been happy except for Draudillon. It was her last chance to try and keep Sebas there, and she was unable to tip the power of Nazarick to her side. She could have cared less about Dracus; he was just a commodity to try and keep Sebas on her side. Eventually, she would use her son and his power to break away from the Empire of Nazarick, but her plans had been destroyed by that women. She had to think of a new way and that would take time, she thought as she stormed out of the room.
Tsuare had held Dracus, carefully kissed his forehead and softly spoke to him, "I am glad you choose me as your mother because I have already accepted you as my son." Dracus had smiled and reached for the pink dragon's hair. He had pulled it and she made a funny sound that made him laugh. Sebas, who had been watching everything unfold, said, "That is the first time I have heard him laugh, he has always been very reserved."
"I wonder where he gets that from?" Tsuare had responded with smile.
"Well then, it is settled. You are a suitable mother and everything we need is at Nazarick. I doubt Draudillon will want to say goodbye so I guess we will be off." Sebas then touched his ear and said, "Shalltear open a gate to floor 8." Suddenly, a portal had opened in front of them and they walked through it. The next ten years went by in the blink of an eye.
During the time Tsuare was thinking of the years they spent together, she was still sitting in front of her vanity brushing her hair. While she was looking in the mirror, the door opened and she could hear the familiar footsteps of her son. She could see in her mirror that he was wearing his uniform of Nazarick, with two cross dragons on one shoulder and the crest of Nazarick on the other.
"You look very good in your uniform," Tsuare said with a smile.
"Do I really have to wear this all the time, and almost everyday?" Dracus asked.
"Yes, you will be King and all the Kings in Nazarick wear that uniform. And think, Prince Momonga has been wearing that uniform for years now and he has to tuck his wings in the overcoat," Tsuare said, turning around to face Dracus and straighten his tie and collar.
"I forgot... So we will match, me and big brother Momonga! I bet he will think I look really good in my new Uniform. I hear is to be a King as well. We will both be kings..." Dracus trailed of as if realizing something.
"You are realizing your Kingdoms are not close and you will not see each other that often? Tsuare asked knowingly.
"Yes, every time I think about it I do not like it. Father explained it to me but the fact still saddens me," Dracus said.
"You forget that Kings are also guardians of the Kingdom and will be summoned regularly to protect the Kingdom as well give counsel to the God Emperor. Also you can talk to each other via [message] and see each other by [portal]; so with magic, distance is not a problem, but you must also be diligent with your studies," Tsuare said.
"It's just that big brother is so perfect! Do you think I will do as good of a job as he does?" Dracus finally asked what was really bothering him that day.
"The Supreme Being has had a plan for you since before you were born. He is the wisest being in the world and the heavens as well, so I think you will do a perfect job because you are destined to!"
Dracus smiled. "How is my little sister doing? I hope she would hurry up and get here!" Dracus said with a bit of a whiney voice.
"All in good time... Oh, I hear the Bells! Dracus, walk quickly - do not run - to the Royal entrance and find the Dragon Lord Regent. I will be right behind you," Tsuare said with concern in her voice.
"Yes mother," Dracus said as he left her room and walked down three flights of stairs, through the throne room, and into the grand entrance where they would be meeting the Imperial family.
Dracus walked to the royal entrance that had purple carpet reaching out from the throne all the way to the outer courtyard. The royal carriage pulled up, and he took his place beside it, on the other side of the carpet. Behind his Father was his mother Tsuare, and then a chain of Ministers and other royal advisors. Behind him were all the nobles starting from the Highest born to the lowest. Some would be considered his distant family, with the Highest born having only fractions of dragon's blood. The reason he stood here was because, due to his mother's blood, he was the rightful heir and the Highest born in the Kingdom. His father, although the Dragon Lord Regent, would never be the true King. This was the exact reason why Lord Ainz had Sebas have a child with the Queen: to have a bloodless coup and take over the Dragonic Kingdom. Dracus could now see men in masks with upside down crosses over their eyes, in front of a coach that was being pulled by griffins. Dracus recognized at once that these were the Knights of the Blood Rose that his Uncle had created, and that he had seen him wear on several occasion. The guards, the horses, and even the upper class people that were allowed in the courtyard - the way they were spaced and the way they were clapping was all too perfect. Dracus could tell that his father had directed everything and ensured it was up to the Nazarick Standard.
As the coach started to stop, Sebas quickly started to move and Dracus followed step-by-step until they reach the coach at the exact time that it stopped. Dracus watched as his father reached for the handle, turned it with mechanical precision, opened the door, took two steps back, and bowed. The Emperor stepped out first, walked toward Sebas, and said, "I know being a butler is in your blood but you are an acting King, and you should have someone open the door as according to royal protocol."
Sebas, still bowing, said, "Yes my Lord but I still cannot let anyone open the door, even to my Kingdom, when welcoming a Supreme Being!"
Ainz cleared his throat. "Umu, well you may stand and let me look at your son." While he was saying this, Albedo, Momonga, Mare and Aura all filed out of the luxurious coach that could comfortably seat twice as many people. Dracus saw Momonga and started to smile.
"You look happy, as you should be. Today you will become a king. How goes your training with your battle mode?" Ainz asked.
"Very well, Lord Emperor I am practicing regularly with Father. I would like to thank Mare for creating our sparring ground in the Mountains to the North," Dracus said while bowing.
Mare turned red and said, "Y-Your very welcome Dracus, might I say you l-look bigger than the last time I saw you." Mare really did not think so but he could not think of anything to say.
Momonga walked up to Dracus, prompting him to bow to the son of Ainz as his father lectured him to do. When Dracus lifted his head as he finished bowing, Momonga was at arm's length from him, and he smiled and said, "After the coronation we need to catch up." Dracus smiled and nodded.
Albedo smiled and said, "This is all very touching but what time will Shalltear and her "family" arrive?"
Sebas smiled, quickly looked at his pocket watch, and said, "They should be here right about now."
A few seconds later the sound of clapping as a jet black chariot with two jet black horses pulling the cart appeared. The only word to describe the chariot was macabre; it had inlays of black skeletons and bats, as well as the crest of the Bloodfallen Family that had the three headed wolf "Cerberus" with the royal sign of Ainz Ooal Gown in the background. It had a scroll over the top that said, "Sanguis Luxuria" which meant "blood lust" in Latin, which no one understood in this nation so no one except for the royal family knew what it meant. The royal cart pulled ahead and Shalltear's chariot pulled up. When the cart came to a stop, this time, a servant came up to open the door, before putting a stool down for Shalltear to accommodate her height. Shalltear came out first with her umbrella, dressed in her normal attire. The Brain came out with the most serious look on his face he could muster; he was not made for these types of occasions. Then Brain Jr. came out. He looked more like his father and had blue hair with white highlights and a muscular build. He carried a katana at his side and went by Buraian.
Then "she" came out: Shalltear Bloodfallen Gown II. Momonga had been enraptured with her since the first time he saw her two years ago. She had perfect porcelain-white skin with light pink hair just like her mother. She had a perfect hourglass figure that made even her mother jealous. Her eyes were the most beautiful crimson he had ever seen. It was as if time was standing still for Momonga as she looked over at him and gave him a little smile. Ever since she was born she had been groomed to marry Momonga by her mother. Shalltear never told her this but because she did not marry Ainz and sit on the throne with him, the next best thing was to have her daughter marry Ainz's son, so that when she became queen she could rule through her daughter. Everything from her daughter's body shape to the color and fairness of her skin was magically treated to Momonga's exact desires. Ever since Momonga had been born she had paid and traded favors in order to learn everything about his likes and dislikes, what type of personalities he liked, and all about his tastes. Shalltear's daughter knew all about these things as well, since she was taught how to flirt with him, and given knowledge of all his favorite things to talk about. The beautiful Princess Shalltear Bloodfallen Gown II, the one that was so beautiful that they called her the Porcelain Princess, had one purpose in life: to marry Momonga. Everyone in the family called her Alabaster.
Everyone also could see what was happening so Albedo coughed. "Well, shall we all go inside? I believe the other guest should be arriving my Lord Emperor?"
"Yes, everyone it is time to go to the throne room to get ready for the ceremony. Sorry for the promptness, Shalltear, Brain and Alabaster and Buraian." Ainz said.
Shalltear bowed and everyone else in her family followed, "Oh master just being in your presence is reward enough for me, and on behalf of the Bloodfallens, we are in awe of you Supreme one!"
Albedo gritted her teeth while smiling, it was no secret that although Ainz had adopted Shalltear as their daughter, she still wanted to be his concubine. Everyone broke off in pairs and walked back to the castle. Momonga walked back with Dracus because he knew how much he looked up to him, and they talked about all that had happened to Dracus since arriving at the castle, and how much they both disliked their uniforms. Momonga gave Dracus a hard time, saying that he had a reason why he did not like to wear his uniform because it had his wings covered. For Dracus it was just too complicated and stuffy to play in, but he understood that his life was changing, as well as what everyone was demanding of him, and Momonga sympathised.
All the while the "twins", or Alabaster and Buraian, were both walking, but not talking because Shalltear was using her vampire passive skills to listen to everything that Momonga was saying and categorizing it into what was going to be important and what was not to her mother. She knew if she did not, she could be screamed at and asked if she really wanted to make her mother happy, which she did. She was also in love with Momonga with every fiber of her being, and did not consider anything she did as a burden. As she was deep in thought listening to Dracus and Momonga, her brother poked her in the ribs. She looked over and gave a grimace and then a smile, and said with barely a whisper, "You know I am working right now."
Buraian smiled and said, "I know you are dear Sister, I know you are... but do not forget that you will still need a friend you can trust once you achieve your goal." He simply left it at that as they continued walking.
When the twins were born and grew up, they were the best of friends. They played together, went to school together, and got to the point where they could finish each other's sentences. They thought they would be best friends, and they grew up away from Nazarick in the Kingdom for an extended time and loved it, but all good things had to come to an end. When Shalltear turned 12, her mother took her to start her "real" learning. This was when her mother made her go to endless treatments when she hit puberty - some that were not so bad but some that were painful. She was too short so her legs, arms, neck, and midsection all had lo be lengthened until she went from 5 foot 2 inches to 5 foot 10 inches. They injected dyes into her eyes to make them more red, and cast spells that removed every freckle and scar. It was found that Momonga liked large breasts but not too large, so it was surmised that a D-cup would be the perfect size. The only problem was that she was only a B-cup. She had to undergo painful magic procedures that shaped and enlarged her breast to the perfect size; they stretched and tore all the muscle and fat to the perfect size. A regular woman would have gone insane from the pain, but to her it was one more necessary step to marry the man she loved, and please her mother.
Then there were her skin treatments. To keep it perfect, they would round up orphans from the villages and cut their throats and dump the barrels into her bath where she she would bathe for four hours a day, three times a week. Of all the treatments, this one was the only one that bothered her, seeing all those children her age scared and afraid to die for her vanity. But she never dared ask her mother, or she would be screamed at and locked in her room for questioning. She was told she would have to do this after she got married three times a week - even more would be better. Then the day came: the day she had waited for since she had been told her purpose. She got to meet Momonga. It was her birthday and he was invited; she would never forget it. He was only there for approximately 30 minutes, but when he came into the room, he looked at her for 12 minutes and six of those they talked. She noticed that he had looked at her chest four times and her figure six times, her eyes three times, and her face a total of five times. He blushed when they talked about seeing each other again and she noticed his eyes dilated, meaning that he was sexually interested in her. Later, according to her mother, she scored a 9 out of 10 because she did not secure a future date. But Albedo was a stone wall, as she received all her correspondence to him and tore it up, or wrote back that he could not attend. She also learned to block her son's eyes from Alabaster's lifeline ability, so he could not see what she had done for him as she knew it would most probably put him off. But Alabaster always had those thirty minutes together to keep her going for the last two years.
Brain, knowing that his son missed his sister, and also wanting him not to know what was happening to her, picked up Buraian that day and presented him with his first katana. Brain spent all day showing him the basics and Buraian picked it up faster than his father did. Brain then arranged to have one of his old teammates from the Knights of the Blood Oath practice with him every day, working on strength conditioning, technique and focusing his vampiric power into his sword. Steadily the twins became siblings, and then the announcement of the North Western Vassal State came and everything turned to manners of state once they arrived - pacification, evangelizing, investing in infrastructure, creation of a central unified government... Before he knew it, he was not a kid anymore and was considered an adult, and that was how they got here, Buraian thought as he was ushered into his seat for the coronation.
Buraian looked around and could see all the Gowns, Sapatos, heads of state for the Dragonic kingdom, Battle Maids, and other demons and demihumans he did not recognize. As everyone found their seat, Dracus sat down on the throne with Sebas behind him, the royal boys choir sang a song, then Sebas raised the crown and said, "In the name of the God Emperor, ruler of the known world and Supreme Being, Ainz Ooal Gown, I crown Dracus Tian Gown, rightful heir by the Dragonic Bloodline, to bring in a new Golden Era of peace and prosperity for the Dragonic Kingdom." Sebas then took the golden crown that was made of four interweaving dragon designs whose faces all met at the front with their mouths agape, which made the setting for a fire blue oval sapphire, and placed it on his head. White rose petals fell from the ceiling and all the bells rang in town as cheering could be heard from outside. It was truly a great day for the Kingdom. All the guest in the throne room stood up and clapped as Dracus ceremoniously sat there quietly until the master of ceremonies or Sebas concluded the coronation. As soon as the clapping died down, Sebas said, "The ceremony is now complete LONG LIVE THE KING!" as every replied the same.
Everyone got up and started to mingle. Dracus stood up and was congratulated by everyone he met, but he was looking for his friend. By the time he got to him he realized he was too late, and Alabaster had already had his full attention, so he thought he would leave them alone as they would have plenty of time that night to catch up. He walked down the hall to talk to Mare and Aura, his second favorite family members other than his parents.
Alabaster was doing everything she was taught by her mother and Momonga was tongue tied from the way she smiled, to the way she curled her hair; it drove him wild. He could feel his demon blood boiling and he thanked the 41 that he was taught self control by Sebas and Cocytus, if things had been otherwise he would have grabbed her and taken her to the nearest room, ripped her clothes off, and had his way with her (consensual of course). He shook such thoughts out of his head.
"I overheard that when we go to your father's, they are going to make a big announcement concerning two young member of the Royal house!" Momonga said with a huge smile, seeing as anyone could discern what that meant. Everyone in Nazarick knew it except for the Bloodfallen house because their kingdom was so far away; it took a while for news to make it there.
Alabaster, for the first time since she could remember, lost her composure. It was finally happening! They would be announced to be engaged and married in little more than a year when she turned 16, and Momonga would be 20. She had to gain back her composure... she had to be perfect for him at all times, especially after they were married. This was just the beginning. She batted her long eyelashes that were magically enhanced and said, "I look forward to it master," covered her mouth, and blushed and giggled. This was too much for Momonga as a man, so he kissed her hand and excused himself to look for Dracus, but maybe a jump in the cold river first would do him good. Shalltear, who was across the room listening the entire time said, "Check and mate. Your move Albedo." She smiled genuinely for the first time in ten years and began to set her plans in motion.
Meanwhile, at the the Old Imperial Capital a man was training in a dank underground room, a guard was watching every move the man made. The guard remarked to himself that he trained harder than anyone he had ever seen, his motions with the sword were fluid and with purpose almost like poetry. He knew he was not supposed to speak to him but after he found out who he was he walked up to man who was now swinging a sword, the man seeing the guard stopped turned his head and said, "Yes?" the guard grabbed his hat of his head in respect and said, "May I say it is a honor Sir Stronoff, everyone is happy you are back even in the Old Empire Region. Might I also say when I herd that it was you fighting in the Emperors games I new it was once in a lifetime opportunity and bought tickets for my whole family!" Gazeff looked at the man and knew that he must of spent a months salary on those tickets and said to the guard, "Thank you and it is good to be back."
Authors Note:
Well, that is another chapter and the book is about to get really fun I cant wait to see Gazef kick some ass! Thank you to PrometheusTheXelNaga for proofreading this chapter, great job, Ascension is one of my favorites right now. Thank you to all you fans out there and I have another proofreader that is going to go through all the old chapters and clean it up, he did not want to be mentioned by name but I still wanted to publicly acknowledge him. See you next week and I hope you enjoyed this Chapter!