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“Your Majesty! Just now was Your Majesty’s voice, right??” the voice rang out again.
I was silent both inwardly and outwardly.
My eyes darted around to see if anyone could hear the voice.
They were all doing as they liked and none paying attention to me meaning:
It was just me who heard.
“Ah! You said not to call you ‘Your Majesty’. No wonder you won’t reply! My humblest of apologies, My Lady” the voice rang again. It sounded Male and quite young. Not as young as me. But it was a nostalgic voice.
I tapped Maddie.
“Hmm?” She turned.
“Tell teach I am in the bathroom” I whispered and made for the toilet. I got there and locked myself in then leaned on the door.
“Who are you?” I said barely above a whisper.
“Your Majesty! You don’t remember me?!” the voice shrieked.
I pondered what to say, “I don’t remember a lot…” I said.
The voice was quiet for a while.
“Are you really alive? Or are you a different person?” It said after a while.
“I don’t know but I think I am thee person you are referring to” I replied honestly.
The voice chuckled softly, “And who might I be referring to?”
“Make yourself known” I said abruptly but with a commanding voice.
‘Ah, my instincts took over again… but this means that this situation has definitely happened before or something similar’
“It really is my lady!” the voice shrieked and I was blinded in white light.
“What the fuck?!” I yelled as I found myself in a sky blue dimension. It was just plain sky blue.
Then a figure appeared. It was a beautiful male that looked 20 years of age. He had long golden hair that reached his waist and lips that looked like they belonged to a figurine.
He donned brilliantly sewn white dress that seemed to be from heaven itself and sandals of the same shade of gold as his hair. On his arm, a silver tattoo coiled around his arm like a snake on a branch. It was a breathtaking sight.
Yes. This man looked like an Angel.
Except for two things.
His eyes glowed a beautiful shade of purple that drew someone in and made him seem mysterious.
And on his back a pair of beautiful outspread black wings.
‘An angel that ascended from Hades’ would be the caption of such a sight.
Our eyes met and the silence that was initially there broke.
“Y-You have not changed one bit my lady”
I smiled and replied teasingly, “Not even one thing?”
“AH!” He shrieked suddenly, “Forgive this one for not noticing that your breasts have grown even more provocative than they used to be”
“Of cours--- huh?” I began but stopped when what he said fully registered. My ears grew hot, “Wha—”
“Your body has grown even more alluring, I am sure that men will want you to step on them as you dominate them in battle, hohoho~ AND! Your hair has the luster of a thousand years”
‘I don’t think having the luster of a thousand years is a compliment though’ I thought.
“You… are a pervert or something?”
“Pervert? Just a pervert? My Lady you belittle me. I, Mordred, ----”
“Wait… stop. What did you say your name was?” I said realizing something.
“Eh? Mordred? My Lady, don’t tell me you forgot your only familiar’s name?!”
‘Mordred huh, that’s the name of the guy in L’Morte de Arthur. Could I be, I called out to Mordred?’
“Just so we are clear”, I began to speak, “I don’t remember anything. My name. Family. Friends. Lover. Gender. Although as you have said I am a lady. House. Familiar. Nothing. I don’t even think I am from this world so needless to say, I don’t remember the world I am from”
Mordred just stared at me blank as a dumb “eh?” escaped from his mouth.
“As you are the knowledgeable one you will fill me in on just who exactly am I, capeesh?”
“Capeesh? Is that some word you made up my lady? I never heard it in Vetranos”
“Vetranos?” I repeated after him.
“My lady, surely you are not toying with my head, are you?”
“I do not have the spare time to joke around in a situation such as this”, I snapped. It is quite infuriating when someone doesn’t believe you after repeating it quite a few times.
He cringed “Yes, Your Majesty”
“Am I a queen or something? Why do you call me ‘Your Majesty’?”
“Of course, you are the queen to all of the ‘ARMs’”
“So I am not a queen”
“I just said you are” he retorted.
“The ‘ARM’s’ as you said sound like some fan club of mine not citizens of a country”
“Tch” he clicked his tongue, “Your perception didn’t disappear along with your memory, huh” he mumbled.
I chuckled briefly, “Before we continue, if you would be so kind as to tell me my actual name? It’s quite a bother not knowing how to address myself”
He flew closer to me and peered into my eyes. Then he stood straight up and with an exaggerated hand gesture began.
“Your Majesty is Agnes Raena Marlston, daughter of Major Sierra Lodwoood and Kingston Marlston AND the one and only delf hybrid in the world of Venatros”
“I see. I sound amazing” I said dryly.
“Your Majesty!” Mordred flailed. He had obviously put a lot of effort to make me sound super cool. Not that I cared. I just wanted to know my name.
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“Before that, scrap the ‘Your Majesty’ thing. I can understand why I probably asked you not to call me that in the past. Coming from you it sounds annoying instead of revering”
Mordred gasped and grabbed his chest, “You strike my heart, Your Majesty”
‘This guy… he doesn’t listen, does he?’
“However great the pain may be in this one’s heart” Mordred continued, “I will adhere to your words, My Lady”
‘Oh? He heard what I said’ I mused.
“Ah, could it be that ARM is from my name” I said as it popped into my head.
“As expected of My Lady! Such perception”
“Well, thank you. But I need to go to class” I raised up the obvious situation.
Yes. Roughly 8 minutes had passed since this interaction began and I needed to get to class.
“No problem for this one My Lady. I cast a spell of time to 5: 1 ration so we are ok”
“Five hours in here is an hour out there?! You can do that?!”
“No…” Mordred said, his voice having lost its initial excitement, “It’s 5 minutes in here to one minute out there...”
“Eh? Aren’t you my familiar? Here I thought I was some amazing person, if I was amazing my familiar would cast a six hour to I minute spell” I teased.
“Indeed you are amazing! In Venatros, you are called ‘the ice ----“
‘He totally ignored the familiar part. This guy has an eccentric personality. But he believe me fast enough. Is he dumb or do I look so much like my old self?’
“Back on the earlier topic” I cut him off. (AN: once again, rude much?)
“This Venatros, is it a country or a continent”
“No, it’s the world we came from”
I was silent for a while as I let the little explosions in my head calm down, “Really?”
“Yes” was the short reply.
"You. You believed I was Agnes quite fast. Why?”
“My lady, even if you have forgotten, all my energy force was granted to me by you. This peculiar energy force cannot be found in any that is not you My Lady. If you were an imposter that dared to wish you were in my lady’s position, I would have slain you were you stood” his voice turned cold at the last sentence.
‘Interesting…that purple gas is energy force’ I deduced as such.
“But you asked if I was a different person” I spoke up.
“I couldn’t believe you survived” he said softly.
I looked at him not saying a word. Then I spoke curtly, “I do not wish to hear of my supposed death”
He burst out laughing, “I would rather if you remembered of your own will, Your Majesty”
‘He slips up quite fast’ I chuckled inwardly.
I was very sure I knew this man. Nothing about him rang out ‘Stranger’ to me. Even if he wasn’t in my memories. I definitely knew this man.
I sighed, “We should continue this discussion at home. I will be late for class if we dilly dally any longer”
'Hmm? Is it just me or is my speech pattern sort of... weird?' I thought briefly but shoved away the thought. I already promised to just accept whatever came. But on a more serious note who says dilly dally in this day and age? (AN: You just did?)
Almost as soon as I spoke a white light once again blinded me and I found myself staring at the toilet seat. ‘I must have slumped to the floor’ I reasoned and got up.
On my way to the class, I was deep in thought. I opened the class door and looked up to see and angry History teacher.
“Miss Baker, are you aware that you are exactly 45 minutes late for my class?”
My eyes widened. What did she just say?
“I was informed of your visitation to the toilet but I was not informed that you had some kind of stomach problem to have been in there so long” she bellowed.
“Sorry, Ms. Davis” I winced and headed over to my seat amidst the laughter.
I sat and rubbed my forehead.
‘Oi, Mordred’
‘Yes…’
‘How long were we in there?’
Silence.
‘Mordred!’
‘9 minutes, My Lady….’
‘Then I should have been less than two minutes late for class. isn’t that right?’
‘….I am not used to casting spells in this world so I casted it backwards…’
‘Ya think I don’t realize that??!’ I roared inwardly. I felt like I would burst.
‘Argh. My Lady, your feistiness is even more fierce than before’ he sing-sang
'Ugh this guy pisses me off' I growled, 'Why on earth or Vetranos is he my only familiar?! I should have chosen a better one!'
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After eating dinner with my family and playing with Margaret for an hour I went over the events of today.
I was able to confirm that I was a genuine lady and that spells and magic truly do exist and it wasn’t just me. As for the question of if I was human, Mordred said nothing but I remembered his introduction.
I was a delf hybrid, the only one that existed, whatever a delf was.
Author’ note: This was a brief introduction to an important member of the story. I might do a double chapter today~ I liked this chapter :drinkT:
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