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Marianne Delacroix



Marianne's eyes narrowed and she turned her head to shoot Ricard a glare. To which, Ricard quickly cast his gaze to the side, acting as if he did nothing wrong. Which he truly believed he didn't do anything wrong. He was merely 'protecting' his human from a stranger, how was he supposed to know that Sir Tiral was a comrade and friend? Marianne rolled her eyes and shook her head, why was she the one having to keep her cohorts in check? Her giggly gaggle of schoolgirl-acting maids, and her vicious guardian and companion paranoid and overly protective? She loved them, truly she did, but sometimes she wondered why her family ever bothered to send such troublesome mates to 'look after her' when she was the one 'looking after' them? Such a bother.

"Well, I do apologize Sir Ricard gave you a fright. He is very mistrusting of others and overly protective, along with paranoid."
Following Tiral's gaze, she saw his dropped piece of bread and her expression sadden.
"Oh dear, I will have to make it up to you. I know! Later shall we have lunch together? To replace the dropped loaf? I will have my maids cook something up sufficient as compensation for my companion's trespasses"
Helping the young man up to his feet, she collected the other papers from the maids and handed them to the Mage Knight.
Tilting her head, she blinked upon the mention of 'testing'.
Looking at one of the papers she held in her hand, she examined the inscribed symbols as she thought for a moment.
"Testing? Anti-electricity wards?..."
Oh dear, that's right.
She had once accidentally electrocuted Tiral in one of their first missions together.
Her face reddened and she looked away from Tiral.

The maids all looked at one another and covered their mouths.
"My, my. Sir Tiral... You are not perhaps trying to find methods of nullifying Lady Marianne's abilities, are you?"
Another maid rolled up her sleeve and punched her palm a few times, giving Tiral a dirty look.
"You best not be thinking of doing something obscene to our dear Lady with such wards, Sir!"
"Whatever use could one have with such wards? He must be up to no good."
"Devious traps indeed! He must have an eye for our Lady!"
"To think, the boy believes himself in such a league to charm her!"
"Laughable, though it is absolutely adorable!"
"Hmph! How underhanded, relying on such tricks to take advantage of her! Are you not a man?"
"Dear, oh dear, he must desire a death sentence at the hands of Sir Ricard!"
"Silly boy!"
The maids all erupted into fits of laughter.
It was clear they were just poking fun at Tiral with their sharp tongues, but there were two that didn't think their jests were so amusing.
One was Marianne, who was gritting her teeth as a vein pulsed in her temple, glaring at her maids.
The other was Ricard, whose ears picked up their words and took them to mean truth, growling and exposing his fangs at Tiral as his hackles raised.
Marianne stamped her foot.
"Ladies! That is enough!"
The maids all jumped, startled, but they continued their conversation amongst themselves.
Whispering behind their hands and occasionally casting dark looks at Sir Tiral, giggling every now and then.
It was obvious they were suspicious of him for having designed 'anti-electricity wards' and then requesting Marianne help him test them out.

Marianne sighed and rubbed her temples.
"But yes, Sir Tiral. I do not have much planned for today and would be delighted to aid you in testing your wards. I had actually planned to approach you myself in need of assistance with certain magical affairs."
She saw the on-guard Ricard behind her and turned to walk over to him, reaching up to pet and caress his snout to calm him down.
"Shh, shh, mon ami. Qu'ils plaisantaient"
Facing Tiral as she continued to soothe the white furry beast, she resumed speaking.
"As you may know, I am not the best mage myself. I was hoping to ask for private tutoring or training sessions to improve my spell casting abilities and maybe learn new spells. Perhaps even enchant my weapons to preserve mana? You are the only one I know that demonstrates great magical skill that I would be willing to work with, so this works out. No?"
The maids erupted into another fit of giggles at the words "private tutoring".
Marianne frowned.
She wanted to throw a rock at them.
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