Of Daughters and Masters
Word Count: 150
"I do not see the reason for our presence," Gejutel remarked logically. He and his companions watched Raskreia from afar. She had been painting the ever stoic Rai for an hour silently.
"How can you say that, Gejutel!? He may be the Noblesse, but as a father I will always worry over my daughter's purity. Males are not to be trusted!" the Lord argued fervently, making Gejutel sigh deeply in defeat.
"Fine. Then why do you need to be here as well?" He spoke in a haughty voice to the blond man perusing the couple with the same rapt attention as the Lord.
"Need you even ask, Gejutel? She might be the Lord's daughter, but she is still a woman. Females are capricious beings. What if she entices my Master to commit unspeakable sins?" Frankenstein hissed with a menacing glare. His control on his infamous temper slipping by the minute.
Of Lords and Angels
Word Count: 100
"Strange rumors have been appearing lately in human villages. They speak of an angel, my Lord," Ragar was reporting back on the weird occurrence the Lord had sent him to investigate.
"Tell me more of this angel they speak of." The Lord prompted the Kertia clan leader to elaborate on the matter with an elegant hand gesture.
"They talk of a beautiful man with shiny golden locks. He appears from the skies in white flowing robes to bless the people with his presence." Ragar revealed, and was surprised at the radiant smile that graced the Lord's lips after these news.
Of Weddings and Peacocks
Word Count: 100
"I hear your son is getting married. I suppose congratulations are in order, Gejutel," Frankenstein commented casually, with his trademark smirk.
"The sentiment is appreciated; however, you are still not getting an invitation to the ceremony," the white haired noble replied with a sneer.
"My purpose was quite the opposite, you obstinate old man. I would like for you to rescind your invitation to my Master. He is not comfortable amongst large crowds of people; and well you know it," Frankenstein returned. His glare was poisonous.
"You should heed his example. The Lord is correct in calling you a peacock."