Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-31401828-20170506104115/@comment-29661846-20170526003900

As the kids approached us, Beatrix and I tried to hide our discomfort as memories came flooding back to us; the royal court in uproar of us refusing to have an heir, warning of the chaos and power vacuum it would create. It’s not that we didn’t like kids, but rather we did not think of ourselves a good parent material, content to love each other and name the next line in royalty when the time was right.

The Unagi Joro was amazing to take care of so many children, both human and many varieties of mamono alike. They quickly encircled us, gazing in awe at our foreign attire after exchanging greetings.

“So, you’re a King?” A young Lamia asks me.

I crouch down with a smile, “That’s right little one, I am the King of a distant land. I must say, this place is very beautiful.”

“Yeah, it is. I want to be King and rule it someday!” She says with a smile.

Beatrix chuckles and crouches next to me, “My dear, you can’t be a King, but you can be a Queen.”

“What’s a Queen?” The Lamia asks

Beatrix smiles, “A Queen is no different than a King, other than it’s a woman. They are partnered with a King, who is a man, and they lead their Kingdom together.”

“Like when I get paired with Ryan when we have school work?” The Lamia asks

“That’s right.” I say.

The Lamia looks down, “But Ryan’s lazy.”

“Well, it’s also the duty of the Queen to whip her King into shape!” Beatrix chuckles as she flexes her arm.

“So I should hit Ryan when he gets lazy?” The Lamia asked, leading to laughter from the circle of kids around us.

Beatrix raises her hands up, “No, no, no.” She says quickly, “Violence is never the answer, as I’m sure your Unagi Joro teaches you. I meant metaphorically.”

“What’s a metaphorically?” A harpy asks

“It’s, uh, how should I put this?” Beatrix asks as she rubs the back of her head.

<p class="MsoNormal">I turn and see Lando and the Unagi Joro still talking. I wonder what the purpose of this visit was.