The two girls quickly ran inside, to escape the blinding rays of the sun.

“Whew, anyway I'll go check on Tina. I'm sure you need some alone time with that redhead.”

She swiftly dodged the punch Vanessa threw at her shoulder and ran along towards Tina's room.

“Jeez, does she still have some alcohol left in her?” Vanessa wondered before she headed for the steps. After climbing them and reaching Tibaut’s room she had no hesitation opening the door. But what she saw inside left her stunned for words.

“Oh, hello Vanessa,” Elizabeth commented as she turned to her. “It seems you've sobered up.”

She was on Tibaut's bed facing him.

*Tina left his bed after accidentally humping Tibaut. She will carry this secret to her grave.

“L-l-liz!? Impossible, inconceivable, have you managed to snatch a m-”

In the time she had been speaking, Elizabeth had gotten up and grabbed her throat.

“Listen up, Grandma, I'm only doing this to keep an eye on him. (Well, I was tired and his bed is one of the better ones in the mansion.)”

“Huh, keep an eye on him? Why?”

“Honestly, I feel he's prone to trouble. Besides I've already sent you a letter telling you what had happened to him this week.”

She walked over towards him and examined him closely.

“Is that why he's so skinny?”

“It is a byproduct,” Elizabeth responded.

As they continued talking his eyes started to open. “(What a weird dream.) Huh, what are you guys doing here?” Tibaut asked as he saw the two women talking in his room.

Vanessa walked over and hugged him. He hugged her back. Her face was in his chest.

“(Well, I do look kinda rough.) What the hell is this about?” He said playfully. “Don't worry yourself, I'm perfectl- Ow, what the hell!?”

He pushed her off his chest. She seemed to have taken a bite of his nipple.

“Why'd you do that for?” He asked.

“You idiot, you forgot to wear your armour again, didn't you?”

This story originates from Royal Road. Ensure the author gets the support they deserve by reading it there.

Tibaut moved over on his bed to be closer to the wall and looked out the window.

“Ah, the armour. Which I might add is a fine piece by the way. But firstly what is the purpos-” She jumped on his bed and seemed to be ready to take a bite of something more delicate.

He grabbed her hair and desperately pulled her head away, as his future generations depended on it. “Alright, alright, I forgot the armour but give me a break.”

“A break? First, you run off somewhere without it, then you chase someone, who defeated you, without it, are you suicidal or something? Do you think I gave it to you as an art piece, you dense bastard!” She seemed worked up about this.

“Come on, now I know better, I can guarantee you I'll wear i-”

Where is it? That thought came into his head and he briefly wondered the retribution that would come his way if he said it out loud.

(“Uh, where was the last place I saw it? Oh right, at the esta-”)

He gritted his teeth and decided to keep his mouth shut.

“Huh, what's got you looking like that?” Vanessa asked as she saw what looked like to be Tibaut in pain.

“Wow, have your boobs gotten bigger Vanessa?”

Vanessa paid him no mind and looked around the room as he did earlier. “Where's the armour Tibaut?”

“Uh,”

“Where's… the… armour… Tibaut?”

Sweat began pooling on him as he began imagining what she'd do to him.

“Did you forget Tibaut? It's supposed to be delivered with the rest of our things today.” Elizabeth said as she walked over. She picked up Vanessa like a house cat and placed her on the floor.

“By the way, Vanessa, I've heard you've been developing a weapon for Tibaut, are you finished yet?” She asked.

“Uh, well, Lily was grieving so I decided to, uh, help her cheer up and-”

“Are you finished yet?”

“Hehehe, Lily drinks more than you'd expect so, uh, I got some work done on the first day you guys were gone but after that, it kinda became a blur-” Vanessa lowered her tone which increased its pace as she spoke to Elizabeth.

“So you're saying you slacked off.”

Although imperceptible to those who didn't know her, Vanessa and Tibaut could feel the terror radiating off Elizabeth as she stared down Vanessa. Vanessa shrieked back while Tibaut came off the bed to her aid.

“Come on, Elizabeth, I'm not too mad about it, so why don't you cut her some slac-”

Elizabeth forced him to his knees and her mouth to his ear.

“Was I talking to you, Tibaut?”

“No, Ma’am.” He weakly replied. His face grew pale.

She turned her attention to Vanessa, who had made a break for the door and brought her to her knees as well.

“I swear I don't know why I even have you employed, you walking mass of…”

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Some people call lecturing a person, giving them a tongue-lashing. What Elizabeth gave them was closer to a tongue-execution. After giving a lecture that crushed both the mind and soul of both parties kneeling on the floor, she sat back on the stool. Vanessa had tears in her eyes while Tibaut looked like he had gone through a war.

“what did I do?” He weakly muttered.

After getting what she wanted off her chest, she looked at them with no remorse. While Tibaut did get back up, Vanessa was the one who took the brunt of the verbal evisceration Elizabeth had given out.

He wondered if she could ever recover, but she stood up. And ran towards Elizabeth.

(“Don't do it, Vanessa, you have so much to live for!”)

She began punching Elizabeth but those wimpy things did nothing to the all-powerful Elizabeth. She kept doing it until Elizabeth decided to flick her forehead.

“Ow.”

“Stop doing that when you pout, it's annoying. Besides it's childish for someone your age.”

Vanessa kept doing it. Elizabeth sighed as seemed Vanessa landed only the softest blows imaginable while pouting.

(“Huh, I forgot sometimes but... these two are friends. This was probably the norm before I came here.”)