Sebas
"Whoa, I didn't think I'd ever get to see you laugh." Angela marveled.
"Well, maybe I'm just too tired to be grumpy." I plucked a rhythm on the guitar something soft. A lullaby I'd learned among the rabbit kingdom just north of the fox nation on the way to the Demonkin's Spire. It was a tidy little loop that could be played until even the bounciest children fell asleep.
"So even you have a softer side." Angela remarked.
"Don't tell anyone. I have an image to maintain." I chuckled as I sang the lullaby.
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"While the dragons sleep there's gold to keep,
But would I survive the night?
By chance I remember the coppers of ember
That I saw in your eyes that night.
.
I came and went and finally sold my tent
For a fate and welcoming sight.
For a dance in a glade and a home I made
For those eyes to say goodnight.
.
I found my home and even wrote a poem
On scrap by candlelight.
For my wife so dear and the child so near.
A life far from war and fright.
.
Coppers of ember from a woman so slender
I found a new life so light.
I discovered my treasure was a copper and a feather
From the dragon who spared my life."
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So, I sang Minerva a lullaby to help her sleep, so what? I feel like I've really stopped caring about the little things.
"Angela, let's go out and do something. I get the feeling we are going to have a day off if Hyde has this under control." Cedric stood up.
"Are you sure?" Angela asked.
"I'm positive, Minerva is in good hands. Isn't that right, Warlock?" Cedric gave me a knowing look, but honestly, I'm too tired to care what it's about.
"Just lock the door on your way out." I yawned.
*
I resisted the urge to screw with Minerva. Mostly out of fascination.
She was gorgeous.
'Top thirty for sure,' I chuckle to myself.
Honestly it was weird. One of my biggest worries was that Julie would feel victimized as one in a harem. And it turned out that it was the opposite. Her and Nerinin had already talked about and figured out how to incorporate a larger harem. I don't believe they've actually planned for up to thirty, but I do know that they've already included Minerva.
Heck, Liz was pushing me to give her a chance too. It feels so arrogant to imagine myself giving Minerva a chance to be a part of my collection of girls. But if felt different when I imagined it meant to look at her with fresh eyes, and don't exclude from something she wants to be a part of, because of some old grudge. 'Don't say that she can't be family.'
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Foxtails and Fairytales: Facades and Fables of the Phantom Prince
FantasyAfter the mysterious events at Marsanth, Sebas Asmos Ti'en, the unwilling fox prince engaged to a Human princess, disappears without a trace. As a runaway noble he earns the nickname 'the Phantom Prince'. Evading three kingdoms and bounty hunters fo...