[oh thank the goddess she finally let go, though she does so a bit grumpily. He sets the bottle down and reaches to pick up a napkin, though he unconsciously bristles a bit at that comment about “this body.”
Is this a fucking game to you, demon, he thinks but does not say, because he’s sure Hendrik would drop dead of mortification over him directing vulgar language at the king. He’ll gently wipe Celestine’s mouth off and... ah, right...]
Forgive me, sire, but I must excuse myself. There are things I must attend to momentarily, and it would not do to do them in the presence of royalty...
[Maybe the actual king would understand. Maybe. If the princess was still around. But he didn’t want to give some demon the satisfaction of potentially watching a baby spit up on him while trying to burp her...!]
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[oh thank the goddess she finally let go, though she does so a bit grumpily. He sets the bottle down and reaches to pick up a napkin, though he unconsciously bristles a bit at that comment about “this body.”
Is this a fucking game to you, demon, he thinks but does not say, because he’s sure Hendrik would drop dead of mortification over him directing vulgar language at the king. He’ll gently wipe Celestine’s mouth off and... ah, right...]
Forgive me, sire, but I must excuse myself. There are things I must attend to momentarily, and it would not do to do them in the presence of royalty...
[Maybe the actual king would understand. Maybe. If the princess was still around. But he didn’t want to give some demon the satisfaction of potentially watching a baby spit up on him while trying to burp her...!]