CH.243 First Dance
<span style="font-weight:400">Of course, after I presented my gift to Thomas, it was the time for the invited merchants to give theirs. Most of it was some sort of artwork done by supposedly famous artists, but I didn’t know any of them, so they meant nothing to me. They did look alright, I guess.
<span style="font-weight:400">And basically as soon as all of the guests had given their present to Thomas, the maids began bringing in food. And that led to a slight surprise for me.
<span style="font-weight:400">Instead of the ‘ssic’ blue dress with an apron over it, the maids were now wearing full on victorian-style maid outfits, clearly made based on that painting of Laura I handed Paulina a while back. The strange part was, that this morning, they were still in their other garbs, so they must have changed while we were handing the presents to Thomas.
<span style="font-weight:400">… but some of them were in the hall with drinks, and they had the old maid uniform on, so when did they? … Maid magic. That has to be it. Is there a ‘maid’ skill? I know Jenna didn’t have it when I saw her status, so probably not, but it might be an extra skill or something, and she just didn’t have it yet. Maybe I should ask an older maid like Aneesa about that.
<span style="font-weight:400">Wait. I have that option as well.
<span style="font-weight:400">(Laura, do you know about a maid skill?) I asked.
<span style="font-weight:400">(There is no such skill, outside a single report. It appears there was once a unique skill called ‘Greatest Maid’, but I do not know what that skill could do.) Laura answered.
<span style="font-weight:400">Oh. So no extra skill called Maid or anything. But there was a unique skill. Interesting. That must have been one hell of a maid.
<span style="font-weight:400">Anyway, back to the food. Most of it was rtively normal, but everyone''s head turned when arge tray carried by four maids, including Ria, was brought into the room. On it was a small dragon, which had been whole roasted. Well small is rtive. Even with it being a baby dragon and all, Harpie''s Pet Baby Dragon was almost asrge as an orc.
<span style="font-weight:400">Oh, and Ria also had on one of those new victorian-style maid outfits. It does look good on her. The ck and white maid outfit looks good with her silver hair.
<span style="font-weight:400">As the maids were setting the tray down at the center of the table, an older maid in a slightly different looking maid outfit addressed the room.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Dear Ladies and Gentlemen, the food has been served.” She began. “At the center of the table, we have a real whole roasted baby dragon, provided to us by the new noble, Lord Brian Wood. It has been…”
<span style="font-weight:400">As the maid kept speaking about both the dragon I supplied, as well as other foods on the tables, I noticed that a baron I’d not spoken to was taking assertive steps towards Ria, who was still standing in attention next to where they had just set down the dragon.
<span style="font-weight:400">Now as to why I didn’t talk with the man yesterday, well, he wasn’t at our backyard luncheon and while he was there for dinner, Icked the chance to speak with him at that time. And it''s not like I’ve been going out of my way to speak with the other nobles, it just kind of ended up happening.
<span style="font-weight:400">“What is this bitch doing here?” He loudly spoke over the head maid, who was still exining the foods on the table. “Has the Sawyer family fallen so low that they have to hire monsters?”
<span style="font-weight:400">After he said that, everyone in the hall quieted and turned to look at him. I took that as my que and quickly began making my way to Ria’s side, just in case this is more than just a verbal assault.
<span style="font-weight:400">“My lord, do you have a problem with one of our maids?” The head maid, yes I’m going to call her that until someone proves me wrong, asked the noble.
<span style="font-weight:400">Oh, I guess I should tell you how I know he is a noble. That is simple, really. He gave his present to Thomas while barons were doing so, so he is also a baron. Baron Bloggs to be specific. The one who gave that throwaway bangle to a sixty-year-old Earl.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Of course I do.” Bloggs told the head maid. “This bitch is a blood sucking monster.” He stated.
<span style="font-weight:400">“And in what way is that a problem?” I cut in.
<span style="font-weight:400">“What? Didn’t you hear what I just said? She is a freaking blood sucker. An agent of the demon lord.” Bloggs said.
<span style="font-weight:400">“The demon lord is dead, in case you didn’t know.” I reminded him. “And the Goddess forgave the vampires, as well as all of the other races made by the demon lord. So do tell, why is her being a dhampir a problem?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“And why are you defending her? You lucky upstart.” He quipped.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Because she happens to be my ve.” I admitted. “And as such, I won’t allow you to say another bad word about her.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“You? An upstart taking in a blood sucker. Fits you perfectly.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Why, thank you. I am somewhat fond of them.” I said to counter his attempt at making fun of me. I also turned my head to take a quick look at Lua.
<span style="font-weight:400">“... well, if she is yours, then you can go ahead and pay for the horse she killed.” Bloggs said, after staying quiet for a second.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Horse? I don’t recall hearing about Ria killing your horse. Would you be so kind as to remind me when this happened?” I asked.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Hmph. You own her and don’t even know her crimes? This is why I hate upstarts.” Bloggs muttered, before speaking up again. “It would have been a little over two years ago. Don’t tell me you took her in without even knowing that?”
<span style="font-weight:400">As he said that, I noticed that Ria was somewhat trying to hide behind my back, holding her arms on my left shoulder.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Oh, that. Yes. I know of it.” I admitted. I’m decently sure Agatha mentioned that. “In that case, I don’t mind paying. How much would you value said horse at?” I asked.
<span style="font-weight:400">I really don’t mind paying a bit of money to make him shut up, and solving conflicts like this with just money might even make me more liked by the other nobles. Or they might think I’m an easy target to scam, but in this case, there is a legitimate reason for me to pay him. Had I lost something valuable to someone with no money, only to run into them again, and them being the ve of someone rich, I might ask for money from their owner as well.
<span style="font-weight:400">… okay, the current me wouldn’t, but the past me would have. I don’t have money troubles any more.
<span style="font-weight:400">“It was 300 gold.” Bloggs said, boasting a little. As he said that, I heard a few reactions across the room.
<span style="font-weight:400">Three-hundred, huh. Sounds like a lot for a horse, but that could be true. … I wonder, if I ask the expert, will he answer me? I think I should try.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Lord Kramer.” I said, as I turned to face the viscount who had given two horses as a gift to Thomas. “ I admittedly don’t know much about the prices of horses, so does that price sound correct to you?”
<span style="font-weight:400">Now while I didn’t have too much time with it, I did speak with Lord Kramer a bit yesterday. His family, and the town he rules, is a well known ce for horse breeding. And while his family specializes in war horses, there are others that breed regr carriage horses in his town, so he should be familiar with horse prices.
<span style="font-weight:400">“It is just a bit of a high price for a war horse.” He casually said. “But a regr carriage horse would be only around 60 to 80 gold. And a cheap one half of that.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Hmph.” The baron in front let out a disgruntled sound. “Well, it just so happened to be a war horse.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“I see…” Yeah. Why do I feel like that is a lie? Let’s confirm it then. “Lord Garner. I believe you would have dealt with the aftermath of this incident, correct? Can you confirm if the horse was a war horse?” I asked Mateo. I heard that the knights escorted Ria back to the vige, so he should definitely know about it.
<span style="font-weight:400">“It was just a regr carriage horse. Well bred, but nothing that special.” Mateo answered my question, so I turned my gaze back to the baron, who was now visibly sweating.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Besides,” Mateo kept going, only to be interrupted by Thomas himself.
<span style="font-weight:400">“We gave you a horse to rece the one you lost, didn’t we?” The Earl asked, as he got up from his seat.
<span style="font-weight:400">Yeah. I thought as much. They wouldn’t just leave something like that unsolved. That is not the kind of person Thomas is.
<span style="font-weight:400">“The dhampirs living in that vige might be dangerous when they are hungry, but they are also our only source of the valuable blood lilies.” Thomas kept on going. “And while it is unfortunate what happened at that time, if you were still holding a grudge, you should have spoken to me about it. Sir Brian has nothing to do with what happened back then.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“No. He does have a point. Ria is the one to me, and as her owner, part of that me falls on my shoulders.” I admitted. “So to make up for the sins of my servant, I will be paying you. Three hundred gold, right? Here you go.” I said, as I began piling up gold coins on the floor between us.
<span style="font-weight:400">I was taking the coins out of my storage, while putting them in stacks of ten coins each. Ten stacks wide, three deep, for a total of 300 gold coins.
<span style="font-weight:400">“There you are. I believe with this, you have nothing left to say about Ria, or dhampirs as a whole? I’ve paid you for the damage they’ve caused you, correct?” I asked.
<span style="font-weight:400">“...” After a while of just staring at the coins, baron Bloggs kicked the stacks over and walked off, as he huffed: “You think I’d take your charity.”
<span style="font-weight:400">We all followed him with our eyes until he was fully out of the room. After he was, I took all of the coins from the floor and ced them back into my storage.
<span style="font-weight:400">“I apologize for the distraction.” I said, as I bowed to Thomas.
<span style="font-weight:400">“I ept your apology.” Thomas said. “Now then, I believe our food has been served, so let us thank the Goddess for our meal and eat.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Thomas brought us back on track, so we were able to start our luncheon.
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<span style="font-weight:400">The lunch was quite amazing. Just the array of foods was awe inspiring, but the centerpiece dragon was really the… well, the main dish. Even with howrge the small dragon had been, it was the first food the party ran out of. To the point where the nobles were almost fighting over thest bits. Honestly speaking, I could make another one by myself right now, but let’s not. There were still plenty of other foods avable.
<span style="font-weight:400">As the lunch went on, I of course spoke with plenty of the nobles, as well as the merchants. The nobles were mainly interested in the sword I gifted, as well as the new fabrics, but the merchants wanted to know more about the magic fanny packs. Luckily, I had a few in my storage, so I could show them off. I did get a question for the price, but I just told them that Christina is in charge of their distribution, as she is the dungeon master. There was also the issue with prices, because while I had already ‘sold’ some of the magic fanny packs, we didn’t really yet know how easily adventurers could get them out of the dungeon. Sure I could get them without too many issues, but I don’t want to have to do everything.
<span style="font-weight:400">After the maids cleared the tables, both of food and moved them out of the hall, it was time for what I’ve both been dreading and looking forward to. … okay, that might be a bit much. I’m not dreading this, but I just hope I can live up to everyone’s expectations. I don’t want to be Alice. Sorry, Alice. I know you aren’t that bad at dancing.
<span style="font-weight:400">But yes, it was indeed time for dancing. The orchestra, well more of a band, as it only had 15 members, were doing the final checks on their instruments. I guess it still is an orchestra, just a small one.
<span style="font-weight:400">As they announced that it would be time for the first dance, I turned to Lua.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Mydy, may I have this dance?” I asked her, as I bowed in front of her, while holding out my right hand.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Yes. Of course.” Lua answered, as she took my hand.
<span style="font-weight:400">We joined the others on the floor and soon, the first dance began.
<span style="font-weight:400">“... Brian, thank you…” Lua said, as we were dancing.
<span style="font-weight:400">“No problem. But what did I do?” I asked.
<span style="font-weight:400">“You know, for standing up for Ria. And for us. Dhampirs.” Lua said.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Hey, some slightly overweight noble is nothingpared to an A-rank monster, you know. I’d fight a dragon for you. For either of you. Or for the people you love. And the people I hold dear.” I told her.
<span style="font-weight:400">“... yes. I know you would…” Lua said. “I love you. …do you think … you could say it as well?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“I … I… I’ll try.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“No.” Lua said softly. “Don’t try. Just do. Like you always do.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“... alright. I … I l-love y-you.” I said, with my voice shaking under the pressure of those words.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Again, better, this time.” Lua demanded.
<span style="font-weight:400">“I … love you.” I said, a bit more forcefully, but still, the weight of those words felt like it was crushing me.
<span style="font-weight:400">“... thank you…” Lua said. “You should say that every day from now on. Until it is easy for you.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“... I’ll … do my best.” I almost said I’ll try, but I think that was the better answer.
<span style="font-weight:400">As the song came to an end, Lua signaled for us to walk to the side, instead of staying for the next dance.
<span style="font-weight:400">“You should go dance with Alice.” She told me, as she removed her hand from mine. “She didn’t take part in the first dance, and I don’t think she will dance with anyone, if you don’t dance with her at least once.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“... are you sure? I feel like that is wrong. I should only dance with you.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“That is your Monarch''s order. You’d better do it.” Lua teased.
<span style="font-weight:400">“As you wish, my love.” I said, before I even realized what I had just let slip.
<span style="font-weight:400">“you…” Lua muttered, as her face flushed red. “You can’t just… go. You won’t make it in time if you don’t.” She said as she pushed me towards where Alice was standing.
<span style="font-weight:400">I just did as ordered and walked over to Alice.
<span style="font-weight:400">Then, with a slight bow and my hand out I asked: “Mydy, may I have this dance?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“B-Brian? A- a dance? … yes!” After seemingly taking a second, Alice excitedly took my hand and I walked with her back to the dance floor.
<span style="font-weight:400">We took our stances, but just as the orchestra was about to start the next song.
<b>ROAR!</b>
<span style="font-weight:400">A massive roar shook the entire city.