The delicious food prepared by My Future Concubine, Galishia, was more pleasant with the company of her Sister Girlande, along Cresseida and Larissa. Their features are seductive, like the distinctive variated o their personalities.
Galishia is dutiful but timid, a staggering contrast, with her towering Sister Girlande, a relaxed extrovert.
Cresseida is serious and reserved, at least when others are watching her. While Larissa is playful, with a weird mix of brash subtilty.
{Stats are intrinsic of each person, and they have its defined colours, leaning to certain inclinations}.
Spirituality • Yellow
Vitality • Red
Mentality • Blue
Ordinance • Black
Radiance • White
{Aside our Psychology. Do the Stats interfere in our Physiology too?, Affecting our hair and eyes?. Or is unrelated?}.
My pondering is interrupted by a quick slap hitting my nape. Seinnissia's corrective is a kind reminder of my ongoing tutoring session in her personal chambers. Unlike her spiteful jealousy. "Why are you thinking about other women?!".
"It's in my nature. Can you tell me, what gave me away?".
My Fiancée points out the protruding bulge in my bodysuit's groin.
"Oh!. Haha".
{Strange, my vigour and stamina are high, but is on another scale since my arrival to Loutharn. Yet, i was almost spent after one round with Seinnissia…}.
Another slap hits me. "Stop it!". She argues, her fists clasping tightly, her peach Emts surging with a breeze, her dark wine hair disheveled.
"Why so sensitive?". I tease playfully. "I was thinking about you".
Seinnissia pouts, displeased with my reply, or her attitude. Is hard to discern. Her struggle messing with her actions.
{She is bothered and upset}.
My hands embrace her waist, pulling her towards me, so she sits on my lap. "What happened?".
"N…".
"Don't say «Nothing» or i'll use you as a Fleshlight?".
My Fiancée is confused. "You mean Flashlight?".
"No, and don't change the subject Seinnissia. We're together. Or have you forgotten what i told you?. Teaching is about having more perspective. I am clueless about this world, but we can look for alternatives only if you share your troubles with me".
She hesitates, arranging her thoughts. "My Mother received marriage Proposals from the Nydrikoff Dukedom".
{Family issues mixed with political pressure?}.
"I guess it's late to ask Nissi, But. Your parents are separated, together, or?…".
"Parents?. I have Two Mothers «Vuir». You don't have women with penises in your world".
{I didn't see that coming}.
"No that i am aware of. Crossdressers on the other hand, Woman or Man. Femboy or Tomboy. Yes. But it's more of an attitude, rather than actually having additional reproductive organs, or different".
"We have those too, although they born being Hung Tomboys, Dickgirls, Breasted Femboys and Pussyboys, they can turn into Man or Woman under specific conditions".
"Interesting… , and shocking, to say the least".
"Then you are not ready for the rest Vuir. The Proposals are not for any of my Mothers, is for me".
"I suppose rejection is?…".
"Not a viable option". She pauses. "You haven't heard the worst part…".
"Well. You spoke in plural. So. Several candidates?".
"Incredible, you actually hear it without having a lecherous mental fantasy with one of your whores…".
I simply stare at her.
"Sorry Vuir". Her dejected voice and slow movement turns lethargic. "That was unfair from my part. I just feel so useless right now. I thought i could defend myself. But you beat me like if i were a toddler. Then i ran off from a low tier Enclosed Amalgam…".
{It was a low level threat?!. I must had read an outdated book about the Enclosed Amalgams!}.
"Don't overwhelm yourself Nissi. Focus on one task at a time. And I know i don't look like it, but i am a well-trained soldier. I should be able to suppress most of my opponents with ease. But after Girlande and Verulkya. I am concerned. I can probably protect you from the former. But that Aunt…".
"Wow!". Giggles Seinnissia. "You can be shaken too!".
"Everyone". I state, knowing too well how the toughest, and most bad ass ruthless mercenaries of my world, cracked down before my eyes. "The difference is how much, or under what circumstances said limit is breached".
{I suppose family is more important in my list of priorities of what i was aware of}.
"Nissi. Tell me what options we have".
"Only One. The Nydrikoffs have a habit of holding an exhibition match in the Coliseum of the Berezovsky Clan. Basically a way to announce to Loutharn about whom of their descendants are going to get married. And my way out…".
{Seinnissia doesn't look too enthusiastic about this}.
She exhales dejectedly. "It's a 3 versus 3 matchup. Only Pure Scions and Pure Heiresses below 25 are accepted, and they have to be from different Families or Houses".
"You and me makes two, we need a third and…".
"Winning is impossible Vuir. I met the three. Omitting the Countess Natvasha Nydrikova. I could win against any of the other two on individual fights, but the three had been delving together into Enclosed Amalgams for more than two years, and in «3 Versus 3», Embryons and their Minions can be used. Even with summonings and artifacts, i can't win. We can't win. And no one will have the courage to join us, because losing means submitting to them".
"So we are Two, against Three".
"You!…".
"Together. Remember?. How much time do we have before this Event?".
"Until the Eleventh Day of next week. Today is Twelfth". She sighs and stands up from my lap. "Get ready for tomorrow, we can't be late on our first day attending the Lyceum… ".
Seinnissia observes my bulge. "Sorry Vuir, i am not in the mood to reward you".
"I'm not thinking about sex all the time. I want my haughty Boss Babe back. We have eleven days of forty hours to Level Up, that is five hours more of what i am used to".
She smiles, pecking my lips. "You are insane, and i am grateful for it…".
"You may be right Nissi. But have this in mind. «The first step to achieving victory, is wanting to obtain it".