"You will have respect for our guests and apologize to the princess or I will have to lock you up in the dungeon for the remainder of your stay, young prince." James calm voice startled everyone, even Marques. This old fool was telling him what to do, and all he could do was serve tables. He was as useless as a female in Marques' eyes.
"Ha, yeah right, old fool. You couldn't even take me down in a fight with a sword."
"I don't need to. I gave my sword up years ago, and I am happy to find it is still in good use to this day." He was one of the oldest coyotes in the universe, and yet he seemed to be a young one still. He had given his sword up to a far off planet as a sign of peace during his younger days before retiring to being the butler to the king and queen. He had been around through the reign of Erik the great, and because of his extraordinary gifts as well as training, he expected to live long enough to at least help his young prince become king and have some heirs of his own.
"Get a sword, old man. Now!" Marques growled as he drew his weapon. Both prince and princess stood in front of their old friend to defend him with their own abilities and powers, Eaze with his own sword, and Techna with her fists, though she was tempted to show off her powers to these pompous fools.
"Very well, I shall fight. Eaze, Techna, I want you and your friends to watch and learn very carefully." He calmly pushed his prince and princess back towards the Loonatics. Then he looked to Ace. "If I may, sir?" He indicated the sword. Ace looked to Techna who nodded. He could trust this guy. Ace handed the sword over very carefully. "Thank you. This will only take a minute or so, and then you may have it back." He promised.
"Ha, you wish to fight me with another man's sword rather than go find your own? You fool. You will barely be able to lift that overgrown letter opener." James barely dodged Marques' sword as it slashed near him, but he did so with ease, as though he was an acrobat. "Fight me, old man!"
"Remember, you asked for it, boy." James took a deep breath while the young royals looked at him with concern. They knew he was a great warrior, but that had been years ago. Then he surprised them all. "Guardian Strike Sword, remember he who forged you. Heed my call once more, my friend." The sword glowed a deep royal blue color as James got into his fighting stance. "Think of this as a lesson in sword fighting, everyone. You'll find it quite useful if you haven't already figured it out, Mr. Bunny." True to his word, he only took a minute to disarm Marques with a single fancy sword move, which hit the hilt of the sword, knocking it to the side and out of Marques' hands. "And that is how you disarm your opponent, while he is enraged." James calmly walked over to Ace and handed him back the sword. "Keep taking good care of this sword, and it'll take good care of you." He smiled. "Come along now, I'll take you to your rooms where you'll be staying until the coronation."
James had originally forged the Guardian strike sword over two centuries ago and when he retired from war, he gave it to the royal family of Freilang as a symbol of peace.
"There won't be any coronation of that pipsqueak of a prince. I'm marrying his sister, so that will make me king, fool." Marques snarled as he picked up his sword and sheathed it. "Unless she finds another suitor by that time, I become king!"
"What you mean she has to find a suit? Hah, that's no problem, just get a tailor to make one." Duck was back to his stupid self. The Loonatics almost breathed a sigh of relief.
"Um, Duck… he means she has to find someone else willing to marry her, and she has to actually approve of the marriage, otherwise it's just garbage." Lexi explained tiredly.
"BLarh bla blue Rev? Blarh Rev love her blauh?" Slam asked insightfully. He may not have been the smartest of the Loonatics, but he apparently did pick up on things that most didn't think he would.
Both Techna and Rev blushed as their minds had already translated what he had said. The others took a few more minutes. James and Eaze were still having a little trouble with it since they didn't speak Tasmanian Devil.
"Wait, let me see if I heard you right, big guy. Did you just ask 'doesn't Rev love her?'" Duck, ever the big mouth, asked the big question. James glanced at Rev to check for his reaction.
Before anyone could respond or react, Technacalice decided to just go and show them to their rooms. "Let's take you all to your rooms, hopefully their nice. Thanks for bringing my cube by the way, Rev." She blushed.
"Yeah-no-problem-I-know-how-tired-you-get-if-you-don't-have-a-challenge-to-solve-and-when-I-noticed-it-on-your-desk-I-just-figured-that-you-didn't-have-anything-to-do-with-yourself-when-you-get-bored-and-well-I-also-grabbed-a-few-of-your-projects-that-you-were-working-on-as-well-as-some-of-your-tools-because-I-didn't-know-if-you-had-them-here-or-not-and-we-also-brought-your-uniform-and-watch-oh-and-Zadavia-was-worried-about-you-so-you-should-probably-give-her-a-call-later-and-nice-dress-you-look-pretty-hot-oh-and-we-also-made-sure-that-the-base-was-locked-up-as-well-as-your-lab-so-don't-worry-about-it." Rev blushed as he tried to cover up what he had said. Techna blushed as well and Lexi and Ace started to notice that Slam was right. Rev loved Tech.