Childe "I Can Make Her Worse" Tartaglia (
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[He knows he's going to get scolded by Prince Aether. He knows and he doesn't really care, that other knight really had it coming.
He'd had a little spat with one of the other knights in the keep, a little disagreement over dinner, at least that's what Childe would have called it. In reality, he'd started the fight, running his mouth and delighting at the visceral anger he'd caused the other knight. A few words were exchanged, a bone from a finished chicken wing was flung at the other, and that's all it took before he was showing off his martial prowess in front of the rest of the keep. The guy got one good blow in before he'd beaten him unconscious, having to be pulled off of him before he went too far. No alcohol needed for that mess of course, since he reveled in making scenes like that.
And he never regretted it, at least when it came to his reputation. Which, of course, wasn't great. He'd always had a chaotic side and people steered clear of him because of it. But those people really aren't the kind he'd hang out with anyhow. He had his own agenda, and if he's being honest, no one could keep up with him.
He's trying to get back to his own quarters now, a nasty cut right across his eyebrow where he'd gotten punched. He swears the other must of had a ring on or something, a knuckle shouldn't of made a cut that big. But it hurt, and he has to constantly wipe the blood away or else it would trickle down into his eye. He's a bit preoccupied with making sure he can see that he doesn't see Prince Aether round the corner and begin to walk towards him.
When he removes his hand from his face, there's blood all over it, and still some that bubbles up and pools in his eyebrow again.
That's when he spots the other. Drat, he's in for it now...]
He'd had a little spat with one of the other knights in the keep, a little disagreement over dinner, at least that's what Childe would have called it. In reality, he'd started the fight, running his mouth and delighting at the visceral anger he'd caused the other knight. A few words were exchanged, a bone from a finished chicken wing was flung at the other, and that's all it took before he was showing off his martial prowess in front of the rest of the keep. The guy got one good blow in before he'd beaten him unconscious, having to be pulled off of him before he went too far. No alcohol needed for that mess of course, since he reveled in making scenes like that.
And he never regretted it, at least when it came to his reputation. Which, of course, wasn't great. He'd always had a chaotic side and people steered clear of him because of it. But those people really aren't the kind he'd hang out with anyhow. He had his own agenda, and if he's being honest, no one could keep up with him.
He's trying to get back to his own quarters now, a nasty cut right across his eyebrow where he'd gotten punched. He swears the other must of had a ring on or something, a knuckle shouldn't of made a cut that big. But it hurt, and he has to constantly wipe the blood away or else it would trickle down into his eye. He's a bit preoccupied with making sure he can see that he doesn't see Prince Aether round the corner and begin to walk towards him.
When he removes his hand from his face, there's blood all over it, and still some that bubbles up and pools in his eyebrow again.
That's when he spots the other. Drat, he's in for it now...]
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The remarks are adding to it, because Aether is well aware that Childe is plotting more chaos... As if today wasn't chaotic enough!
The prince shoots him an embarrassed glare, then shoos him away with a wave of a hand.]
"Emergency"... You really are tempting fate today. Just go already.
[And he shuts the door as fast as possible once the knight leaves. Aether sinks to the floor once again, trying to clear his head but his mind keeps on spinning towards Childe over and over again. The prince remains like this, unmoving for a moment longer, before he can finally start preparing for the dinner.
The red hue is firm on his cheeks, the touches long gone echo along his skin and the taste of kisses lingers on his lips. There's warmth seated deep inside his chest. Someone loves him, treasures him, wants to be with him no matter the cost... Even amongst the chaos and fate trying to ruin their plans, Aether feels happy like he never did before.]
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[The prince hurries for the dinner, clothing neat and elegant, hair in his usual braid, expression composed, but friendly. Aether made sure to look as normal as possible. Focusing on meeting his father and the princess helps and so he greets them both with a soft smile when he spots them. Elise looks as charming as always, but when she looks at him her cheeks dust with bright pink, which in turn, causes the prince to blush slightly as well. Upon seeing that, Elise's father grins brightly, wrongly assuming that the two have fallen for each other but are shy about it. Delighted, he urges them to link their arms as they walk towards the dining room.
The two soon-to-be-married royals quietly do as they're told and take a seat right next to one another. Aether leaves a space open by his other side for Childe to join and Elise leaves an open seat by her side as well. They smile to each other knowingly and relaxing, finally take a look at the wonderful feast that was prepared with the meat they brought today.]
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In tow, Luke follows Childe sheepishly to the dining hall, having worn his best outfit that he could muster, along with a few accessories Childe has let him borrow for the occasion. The knight isn't short of money, his outfit looking splendid even among royals. If he was going to show up to a dinner officially as Aether's right hand man so to speak, he would make sure he looks the part.
Greeting the royal family with a bow, both the knight and the squire take their seats next to their designated royal, Childe looking ever confident while Luke gives a polite smile to Elise. The knight flicks his eyes over to the two of them, before settling his gaze on Aether, smile bright and not devious at all.]
Ah! What a fine night for a feast. The chefs have done wonderfully with the prizes we brought home today. Say, you two, [Childe says as he leans over to regard both Aether and Elise,] how have you two been settling in now?
[He gives them both a wink, and Luke looks nervously over to both the fathers as they chat with each other, wine in hand.]
Settling well, I hope. I think we're going to have a lot of fun tonight.
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The princess giggles softly, before giving a reassuring smile to Luke. The quiet moment is interrupted when Childe speaks again, his smile charming, but Aether knows what is hiding behind it. Especially when the other leans ever so close, winking and talking of the night ahead.
The prince tries to keep his breathing calm and steady, even if his entire being seems to tremble. Truly, the knight is a demon with a death wish, continuing to play a dangerous game and tempting the prince at every turn. The princess also realizes the implications and her face brightens, but instead of shyness she leans to Aether, close but barely touching.]
Sir Childe, I have to admit I am starting to feel at home here. [There are no lies in these words. Elise truly looks happy and she steals a glance at Luke as she smiles fondly.
But she has to continue playing the bride in love.]
Thank you for your kindness. I am happy that prince Aether has someone like you by his side. [Aether blushes bright but the princess continues, a sparkle of mischief in her eyes, her words softer, like a little childish secret just between the three of them.] Make sure to take good care of him.
[Oh gods, Aether thinks to himself, he had one living chaos in his life and now there's two of them!]
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And she's absolutely going to help them.]
Oh, there's no need to fear. I'll make sure the prince is well cared for. I'd never let anything happen to your fiance.
[Under the table, Childe runs his hand across Aether's thigh right to the inside of his leg, letting his hand massage it slowly. And yet, his eyes gaze over to Luke now, to address his frightened squire.]
Luke, you'll do the same, yes? Make sure Elise's needs are met.
O-Of course, [Luke stammers, but he too now leans close to Elise to hiss back to Childe.]
Sir Childe, what if they hear you-!
[He cuts Luke off with a finger held up to his own lips, winking again. He then steals a glance at Aether, just to see his reaction. This is too much fun.]
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Elise blushes bright when she realizes the two of them have their hands under the table and she covers her cheeks with both hands.]
Childe... [Aether hisses, before turning to Elise. He never gets to say anything else as the king clears his throat calling for their attention.]
Is Childe teasing the two of you? [He sigh, giving the knight a disapproving look, but there's something more to it.] My son, come here, sit next to me. Princess, I would be honoured if you could also take a seat closer. [He points the chair right on his left side and then another next to it.
Aether and Elise glance at each other, then give Childe and Luke an apologetic look, before relocating. The king smiles, pleased with this new arrangement.]
Perfect. Now, I believe this diner will be an excellent occasion to make some more plans. Like the date of knighting Luke... and the marriage date. Yes... I think there's no need to wait with the marriage.
[Aether straightens in his seat. It's... so much sooner than he expected.]
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The knighting of Luke brings a smile to his face, quickly shooting his squire an excited grin, but he wasn't expecting the second half of that announcement. Not that it matters much to him, the marriage was going to happen anyway and he knew it. But why move it up?]
Your Majesty, I don't mean to intrude, [he begins, his mind jumping to what would be the worst and best outcome all at the same time.]
Is there a reason for this? Usually, a wedding of this magnitude holds more than one special significance. [He lowers his voice a little, so those who do not need to hear don't.] Our kingdom...is not in peril, is it?
[Because this wedding would unite their two nations- and give them reason to have more military power too. Which means a war, which means Childe is about to have the time of his life.]
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Not at all, but it surely would be good to show our neighbours how powerful our union is before they start plotting anything. [He laughs a little. With how strong their countries would get due to this alliance, there's no doubt only fools would want to war with them.]
I was planning to wait with any plans until princess Elise feels at home here, but it seems she has already settled in... I see no reason to make our two lovebirds wait too long. [When he says "lovebirds" there's something off about his tone, like he doesn't mean it.]
Do you have any objections, Childe?
[The entire room falls silent, Aether staring at his father with widened eyes. Maybe he knows everything... maybe this proposal to hurry up with the wedding is because the king wants to see their reaction. Aether wouldn't be surprised if it was the case.]
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The question posed to him only confirms the suspicion he'd formed in that second. But thankfully, with an ego as large as his and the wit to get him through tough situations like this, he answers as thus:]
I do have an objection, Your Majesty.
[He folds his arms over his chest, the look on his face cocky. The silence is palpable, with no one knowing how the knight will answer the question now that he's raised an objection. Childe lets that statement of his hang in the air for a moment, before continuing, knowing that everyone is holding their breath.]
My only objection is that our enemies won't get to taste the end of my blade. But, I have no issues with peace either as long as I'm given plenty of other ways to do battle. I have to keep my blade sharp, or else someone will take advantage of that and slay me on the battlefield.
[And that's the end of that, letting his arms unfold to take a bite of the carp that they'd caught earlier. He immediately regrets it, it tastes awful.]
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...Right. You really can't live without a fight.
[Aether lets himself comment, shaking his head with a small lopsided smile. The king also looks like he should've seen this coming. He rests his head on his fist and waves dismissively with the other hand.]
Fear not, I will give you as many chances to fight as possible, but remember that rather than going to war, your first and foremost duty is to protect my son.
[He takes a sip of his wine, before continuing.]
If anyone else does not have any objections, then I will issue an order to start preparations for two very important ceremonies. Hm... I think a wedding next month would not be impossible.
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The knight lifts his wine glass to the king's decision for a wedding, looking quite content. After all, the date of the wedding doesn't matter to Childe. It would make things more complicated but, that means Elise's trip here would become a permanent one as they prepared, and not only would that make Luke incredibly happy, it means Childe's new chaos friend doesn't need to leave anytime soon.
He looks forward to the days that the four of them would have together, and even moreso to the times that he will get to have with Aether. Had it not been for all of this, if Aether had not become engaged to Elise this way, he may have stood on the sidelines for even longer. So he won't look at this in any negative light.
He gets to be with Aether now, and that's all that matters.]
To a happy marriage between our prince and princess.
[There's no grandiose speech this time, just a simple statement from the knight, waiting for the chamber to echo his sentiment before drinking from his glass.]
Haha! We can really enjoy this feast with such wonderful news, no? [He turns toward Aether and Elise, smile bright.] Aren't you two excited? The wedding will surely be beautiful. Just make sure you don't leave me out of the ceremony, now.
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As Childe seems completely unbothered by this sudden turn of events, Aether relaxes completely while the king raises a brow as he watches the knight. Then everybody raises their wine and drinks for the future, following Childe's lead.]
It's wonderful news indeed... I'll do my best to make Elise happy... and to ensure a bright future for our nations.
[Elise blushes bright, then smiles, turning to the king.]
We'll work together and look after one another.
[With that assurance, the king seems to finally look pleased, his shoulders relax. The atmosphere in the room becomes much lighter, cheerful even. The king and Elise's father chat with the prince and princess about the wedding plans as well as their future. Although Aether is doing his best to engage in the conversation, he can't help but steal glances at his knight, sitting so far away from him now.
Thankfully, the dinner doesn't last forever. Still in good mood, the king wishes them all a good night, before he leaves and everybody else is free to head to their own chambers. Aether is tempted to wait for his knight, but instead he only nods to him to announce that he'll be leaving and heads to his room alone. It's better if they're not seen together and Childe will find a way to sneak in anyway.
Aether feels exhaustion overtake him once he gets back and he collapses onto his bed, eyes closing with a long sigh. Hopefully, even with the wedding looming ahead, their future will remain bright.]
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Luke steals a glance up to Elise, when no one else seems to be looking, giving her a soft smile. Maybe he too, will steal away with her tonight. Childe gets away with it, somehow...
As everyone is dismissed, he catches that nod, and walks in the opposite direction towards his own chambers to change into something more...fitting for the activity he's about to engage in. It's about an hour later when Childe is sneaking around the halls of the castle, taking the long way to the prince's chambers as to not arouse any suspicion as to where he's going. Thankfully, he's got his own reputation for doing whatever he wants whenever he wants, with no understanding as to why. The servants know he has his own agenda, and have learned not to question it anymore.
Childe sneaks into Aether's chambers quickly, before anyone can see him. He sees the prince lying on his bed, and he quickly tiptoes over to the bedside. He idly wonders if Aether would hit him if he scares him, so he chooses to be nice for a change, planting a kiss to his lips and pulling back before the prince can hit him or run right into his head on accident.
Childe looks down with an amused smile on his face. Not sorry.]
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Suddenly, something soft brushes against his lips and the prince's eyes shoot open as he flinches at the contact. Then he's staring wide at the person above him, before relaxing with a small groan.]
...You startled me.
[Pouting, Aether reaches out with both his arms, grabbing onto his lover and urging him to join him on the bed.]
As always, you never stop having fun on my expense. [His voice sounds more playful now, even if he still keeps his eyes narrowed.] You do realize you have to make it up to me?
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[He replies back, the grin on his face widening as Aether grabs a hold of him, easily coaxing him onto the bed. His boots are slipped of before crawling up onto it, laying down next to him on his side as he props his head up with his hand.]
You all should have seen the looks on your faces when I objected to your father. Oh, the only regret I have is that I'll never be able to do that again anytime soon. He was clearly testing me, but I think I handled it quite well, don't you think?
[Childe brushes some of Aether's hair from his face, gazing at him longingly, looking at all the places where his lips will graze as the night goes on. What a great night this will be indeed.]
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Ah, of course. I really don't get why you enjoy playing with fire so much... What if it gets you killed one day?
[Oh, he definitely would not like if Childe's ego brought his demise. He can't help being worried. The king is obviously suspecting them now and Aether would never forgive himself if his knight died because of this affair.
His hands move away, falling onto the bed lifelessly.]
...Not too mention that the marriage will complicate everything even more. I would really rather if you'd be more careful around my father.
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Hey, don't worry. I won't get myself killed. If your father really took issue with me at the moment, he would have thrown me into the dungeons already. I know he suspects something, but I've always been very...transparent, you could say, about my feelings.
[It almost seems like the castle has always known, but short of any confirmation since Childe had never been able to be openly romantic with the prince before, no one could confirm if he truly looked at the prince that way or not.]
He probably thinks I'm trying to throw a wrench in this wedding, and that couldn't be farther from the truth. Everything will go smoothly, I promise.
[A small kiss is planted to the forehead of the prince, soft, loving and reassuring. His plans usually work out, don't they? Even if they don't always go as planned.]
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...If you promise... then I will believe it.
[He presses a soft kiss to Childe's neck, then another closer to the ear. A careful sort of affection, that is meant to show that he understands. If his knight promises something, Aether knows he'll do whatever it takes to keep that promise. Knowing that is enough to alleviate the worry, even if he still whispers:]
But still... be careful, okay?
[He doesn't want to lose him.]
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I'll be as careful as I usually am, [he says with a smile,] it doesn't seem to have led me astray yet. Look, I'll even help with the wedding plans to make sure it's as gorgeous as it can possibly be. Perhaps then, your father won't be so suspicious of me.
[Childe runs his hand through the top of Aether's hair, letting the strands flow between his fingers, soft and smooth to the touch. He won't die, it's important he stays alive at all costs. And it matters a lot to him that the prince is comfortable too with everything, even if sometimes Childe has a tendency to make situations tense. But at the end of the day, he wants the prince to have faith in him.]
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Then he moves again, to look his knight in the eye, gold meeting endless blue. Aether's hand rests on his lover's cheek, fingers carefully caressing the skin.]
I wonder if it'll make him more suspicious that you're plotting something... but then again, you looked genuinely excited about the wedding.
[He laughs weakly, then lets his head rest against Childe's shoulder.]
To me... I think it'll be a little awkward. After all, I'll have to... kiss Elise at the ceremony and we'll be sharing the room afterwards.
[There's so much he's just not sure how to handle and if he doesn't makes it convincing their future may be in danger.]
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[He can see how that would make it strange between Aether and Elise, since they will have to show some affection towards each other to make the illusion stay up. But that fact doesn't seem to bother the knight, if only helped by the trail of kisses that run and leave a fuzzy line of warmth against his skin down to his shoulder.]
Think of it this way. Actors in theater need to do that all the time, and that is what you are essentially doing, correct? Besides, the two of you are friends, it'll be an opportunity to spend time together in that capacity. You will be running this nation yourself one day, and what better way of doing it than with a good friend that you can trust?
[Childe cranes his neck upward to plant small kisses to Aether's own neck now, letting his lips glide across his skin between each one. Now, he'll work on getting Aether's mind off of the wedding, because tonight he wants him all to himself. He's sure it won't be hard to distract him from it, a smile parting his lips through each kiss.]
Besides, you'll still have me to return to when it's all said and done anyhow...
[He breathes that sentence, breath hot on the shell of the prince's ear, seductive tones laced in it.]
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Haha, and how am I supposed to argue with you? [He murmurs.
And the truth is: he can't. Because Childe is right and because he's just irresistible. The prince is all heads over heels in love.
Grateful for his presence, Aether returns more kisses to his knight's shoulder. His hands also start to wander, softly tracing the other's sides. This night belongs to them, there's no need to worry about the future.]
No matter what happens... I want you to know that I'm glad for this chance.
[If he is allowed to experience true love even for a moment of his live, then he doesn't have anything to regret.]
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Then why don't we treat every chance we get as if it may be our only chance?
[It's true, that he's not sure what the future will bring, but Childe doesn't speak as if something bad will happen. But rather, he'd treat it every moment he has like this like it was air he needed to breathe, sustenance to keep him going, these intimate exchanges shared with the prince.
Everything else can melt away as far as he's concerned, as he continues with his ministrations.]
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He pushes himself up, basically straddling the knight's lap and slowly he removes his own jacket, revealing the light shirt beneath that Childe tried to untack. It'll be much easier now. The official jacket is then tosses aside, carelessly, because it right now it's nothing more than a nuisance to the prince.
Aether takes his knight's hand as he lays back down on his lover. Gently, he starts pressing kisses all over that hand, then carefully brushing his lips against the calloused palm. Tonight, there will be no patch of skin on Childe that will be spared from affections.]
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His lips on his hand sends tiny shivers through him, leaving his skin tingling behind every kiss. It causes him to smile softly, his hand finding itself faulty as he continues to attempt getting rid of Aether's shirt. How criminally unfair is it that the prince already has this kind of effect on him, but Childe can come to peace with it quickly.
He's got to have some kind of defense against the knight's ever-wandering hands and barely restrained impulses.]
I need that hand, you know.
[He comments playfully, slowly pulling it away just to see if Aether lets go of it or not.]
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A playful smile quickly overtakes his expression and the prince grabs both of his knight's hands, then pins them to the soft bed, fingers laced together.]
And what if I don't want to let go?
[His grip isn't strong. If Childe wanted to free himself it would be easy to do, but Aether makes sure to complicate it a bit. His lips brush more kisses to the other's neck, tender and lingering. The prince can't help but smile against the skin, his mouth moving up to the ear and he very carefully nibbles on the earlobe. He doesn't want it to hurt and he's doing his best to mimic what Childe has done to him before.]
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crawls back to this after 3984783 years...
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