Royal Companion

She, a princess from a small kingdom with the weight of her country on her shoulders, wishes for more freedom. He, a man who's life has gotten a bit boring, wishes for a change to happen. She calls to the universe to deliver her someone to converse with. He answers the call for a new adventure. Will he be able to give her what she wants?

The sky sees the truth

The shadows the secrets

Disclaimer: I do not own the Familiar of Zero

Chapter One: New Chance At Happiness

"What ever you desire, will be my pleasure."

- Marcel

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Cold. Cold and wet with a mix of excitement. That was the current feeling for one Henrietta. A woman whose beauty, kindness and generosity had earned her the love and devotion of her subjects. This woman of royal blood stood soaking wet. Her clothing, a white sheer nightie and white silk panties, clung to her body matching its shape. The thicker material of the nightie's cups covered her breast. She stood in the rain barefoot several yards away from her castle out of sight from the guards and prying eyes. Since the form of her body could be seen, the obscuring rain was a blessing. The reason she stood in this torrent was a simple reason that not many would understand. She wished to summon a familiar.

The reason began as a simple wish. That wish was to be able to speak freely to a trusted friend, something the many servants or her mother could not provide. A short time before, her father was such a person. He would listen to her speak of her days playing with her childhood playmate Louise. A daughter to a duke, that would come to the castle for business and would bring his daughter on occasions. O how they would get dirty playing in the court yard and get into mischief in the kitchen taking sweets before afternoon tea. Such fun were those times.

But all those days ended the day her father died. He was the king to the country of Tristain one of the countries of Halkeginia. In his death she would take the mantle as queen. A title her mother would relinquish, for she could not rule without her husband. Even if she would be queen, she was to young, so a substitute ruler would need to be in place. The individual given such a task was Cardinal Mazarin the regent of Tristain. Even so the country was weak in terms of military strength. In order to defend themselves the princess would have to marry their neighbor Germania in order to cement an alliance.

Henrietta did not want to marry another just for the benefit of her country but she knew that as a royal she must do everything to defend her citizens. These circumstances are what lead her to perform these actions. If she were to marry a stranger out of duty, then she will have loyal company with her. The idea came to her while she was getting ready for bed, for this is the reason she is not wearing much in the sense of clothing.

The rain also provided a sense of liberation and she would enjoy it while it lasted. It washed away her worries and cleared her mind of negative thoughts. If she could, she would dance in the water only to feel free from the heavy weight of the crown. Like a river, it would float her heavy burdens away.

Getting herself ready she took her scepter straighten her arm at chest level and began to recite her spell.

"Power of the universe. May you chose a spirit to guide me in life. To protect me from the evil of the world. To hear me speak from the heart. Let it be the one to follow me until the eternal sleep. I Henrietta de Tristain call forth my familiar.

With the words spoken, the world seemed to change from a simple rain shower to a raging storm. The clouds darkened further, as lightning danced across the sky. Its dance of death tantalized mortal man with its beauty, terrorized the weaker man with its power. A single bolt separated from the others, crashing before the princess. The action was so fast that she had but a second cover her gaze before she was blinded.

She knew this was not part of the spell. The spell she had seen used countless of times would materialize a portal and an animal would step forth. In an after thought, she was glad the she did this outside or her room at the castle would suffer a lot of damage which she would have to explain. As she continued to cover her eyes she could feel the electricity in the air. Her wet hair began to arc with small amounts of static mankind her scalp tingle. She giggled at the feeling of the electricity caressing her body from head to toe. The feeling didn't last long, the blinding light faded and for a moment no sound could be heard. That did not last long before thunder struck, its boom cause Henrietta's body vibrate violently and her eardrums rupture. She heard herself scream for only a moment before only a high pitch noise resonated in her head. Losing her balance she fell to her knees and toppling over into the mud. Consciousness was leaving her and she could not stop it.

Before she passed out, she saw the silhouette of what she summoned. All she saw was that it was human and that its eyes glowed silver. She tried to speak but could not hear her own speech only feel the vibrations of her vocal chords. Then darkness took her.

(Summons's POV)

I truly didn't expect this to happen. When I felt the familiar pull of a summons, I thought someone wanted a job to be done so I let myself go with the flow. I was dragged through the dimension gate, a portal that would take me to any world I wished. I used my power to command lightning to make the trip a little more pleasant since ones body tends to get hurt by the uncontrolled tumbling. I crashed at the site where the summoning was being performed. Safe to say, I didn't expect to see a young woman in front of me. Most of my summoners tended to be older people wishing for a quick and dirty job. By the way the rain was pouring as well as the way she was dressed I thought it must have been an emergency for to summon me in this storm.

The light of the lightning bolt I rode in faded to reveal her covering her face with her arms protecting herself from the blinding light. I thought it was rather cute until the roaring sound of the thunder chasing the lightning decided to grace me with its booming voice. I was not bothered by the heavy feeling as the air crashed into me in waves, causing me to close my eyes due to the mud it flung around. The same could not be said about the girl who's scream reached my ears filling me with worry. I looked before me to see the woman laying on the ground, struggling to to stay conscious I knew it was useless. I walked over to her, our eyes meeting briefly before she passed out.

I knelt over her prone form, analyzing her condition, looking for any injuries that may have occurred during her tumble. The first thing I saw were her bleeding ears, this told me that her eardrums ruptured due to the concussive force from the thunderclap. Another thing I saw were the scrapes to her arms, legs and face. Her breathing was erratic and the groaning was not helping my nerves. This was the first time someone accidentally got hurt by my arrival which didn't sit well with me. Knowing she needed medical attention soon, I decide to help her the only way I could.

Standing up I raised my hand to the air, the space above us shimmered and rippled. In mere moments a black box like object descended covering us completely. This would protect us from the rain and let me heal her without interference. Our bodies passed through the floor with no resistance. With that done I got to work.

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She could not remember what happened to her. All she knew was that her body was in pain and her head hurt like the day she drank to much wine. Her eyes fluttered open but winced them closed mere seconds later. She was a little light sensitive at the moment not to mention groggy. She began rubbed her face to get the sand out of her eyes when she heard the sound of footsteps. Turning to the source of the sound the young princess saw a tall man walking towards her with a relaxed step. She tried to remember where she had seen him, but couldn't. Trying to sit up she felt the sensation of the sheets that covered her body fall away exposing her breasts. Looking down she could see she wore nothing underneath and in a panic grabbed the sheets tightly over her form. She wasn't embarrassed by her lack of modesty, it just caught her by surprise. The man stopped at her bed side and knelt at eye level in order prevent himself from seeing more than what the young woman wanted. Henrietta looked into his eyes and saw they were silver. This brought back many memories, one of which was her ruptured eardrums. Her right hand darted to her right ear and felt it was perfectly fine even the sound of the sheets ruffling as she moved was a good sign.

"Don't worry your in perfect health. The pain is quiet normal from the damage you have suffered and your hearing should be fine." He spoke in a calm soothing voice letting it relax her a bit. "Can you tell me who you are and why you have summoned me?"

'Summoned?' she thought. Then she remembered she had wanted to summon a familiar to keep her company if she were to be forced to marry and live in a foreign nation. The fact that her summoning was human and a man surprised her since only animals would have appeared. It was a brief moment of confusion until realization hit her hard reminding her of her headache. Since her summoning brought her a human she could talk to him and he would listen holding a conversation with her. This way she would not have to be alone.

Knowing he would was waiting for her she answer "Indeed I have summoned you and my name is Henrietta de Tristain." She spoke in a strong voice no hesitation in her words. She was not on edge about the whole ordeal of being in a foreign room with a man while lying in bed completely naked, but the reason could have been that he was looking straight into her eyes. "And what would be your name?"

He continued to look at her light blue eyes before he answer "My name is Marcel. I'm glad that you're okay. Its seems my summoning caused you harm and for that I am sorry." The newly identified Marcel bowed his head still looking at the woman in the eyes. He would not look anywhere else so as to not upset her. Henrietta saw genuine concern in his features and that brought a bit of happiness to her heart. Remembering where she was she asked how she got here. "At the time of my summoning I saw you pass out so I brought you to this space where I could heal you and keep you safe until you awoke." Standing to his full height he walked to a small table where a pitcher of water and a glass rested.

Taking the time to study the individual, Henrietta saw his clothing's colors consisted of black and silver. He was wearing a tight plain black shirt, black pants with various straps on his hips and black leather boots with a silver buckle covered by his pant legs. On his chest dangled a silver chain with a pendant the looked like broken wings with a lightning bolt between them. His hair was pitch black in a certain light, and almost silver on another. His skin tone was a bit darker than most nobles but nowhere near the Zerbst form Germania. The eyes were the color of pure platinum with his overall expression set in the same fierce look that the Captain of her Musketeer Corps. His look was somewhat reminiscent of a knight without armor or weapon. She wondered what his clothing was made from since the material was not familiar to her.

Filling the glass he walked back to her side and offered it to her. "I am surprise you summoned me in such a setting as that storm. Couldn't you have chosen a better location?"

Taking the glass while giving a thank you she drank the cool water. "I didn't plan the summoning. It was a spur of the moment thing. To tell you the truth I wanted to summon a familiar to keep me company so as I laid in bed thinking about it I just acted on that desire." She smiled at the thought that her desire got her into trouble again like when she was little. "I raced outside with excitement at what would appear not thinking of what could happen." She stayed quite reminiscing until she wondered something. "How were you able to heal me? Are you a noble?"

He wondered why she would think he was a noble since many other creatures could heal others. "Noble?" his confusion showed on his face.

"Yes, a noble. A human being with magical abilities." She wondered why it was confusing him since only a noble could heal someone without the aid of a potion.

Marcel was quietly thinking, sometime passed until he asked for an explanation. Her explanation was short but it would seem that here, where ever here was, a person who could use magic was a noble and a noble was a mage. Still what would make a person who could not use magic. Either way there was plenty of time to find out. He was about to tell her how he healed her when he remembered she said something about a familiar. "Familiar, as in an animal or other creature that lives with a mage as a servant." He knew that most mages and witches summoned familiars although witches tended to have cats more often than not.

Henrietta was happy that this man knew what a familiar was and what it entitled. She would not need to explain it to him but still she wondered if he was a noble for if he was than she could not bind him to her. That would cause conflict between his family and the kingdom.

As if reading her mind the man before her answered her question. "For your previous question I am not a noble and to answer the question you didn't ask I healed you by infusing your body with my natural energy giving you in a sense the power to regenerate for as long as the energy courses through you." He waited for the information to sink in. "Do you have any other questions?"

At first the young princess was shocked that she believe he read her mind but then she remembered that she asked if he was a noble. If she asked then he would believe the question was tied to how he healed her. Years of being brought up to rule has given her the skill of analyzing people. A skill that she deemed useless until now. She was glad to be proven wrong. Taking a deep breath she looked at the man in the eyes and asked the question that would change her life for ever. "No, I think that settles a few things. Very well now that we have cleared a few issues I Henrietta de Tristain ask you Marcel to be my familiar."

Hearing her ask with such calm and determined voice it was a shame that he would have to deny her what she was asking. "I'm rather sorry to inform you but I can not become your familiar. You see, the way you summoned me, it was not the summoning of a familiar." Closing his eyes he though of the best way to explain to her what she did. "The summoning you preform was from desire not like the summoning from need, it brought you what you wanted and that was someone to talk to. If it was like any mage summoning than it would have been just another animal that would fetch what you needed or did minor tasks." Taking a second glass from the table he poured himself some water and drank it slowly. After placing the glass back on the desk he continued. "The fact is the only way you can get my services is if you make a contract with me promising me that you will give me something once it ends."

Henrietta was rather confused again. If the summoning didn't yield a familiar than what did she get? What did this man want for his services? "What do you want in return?" she asked a little cautious since she didn't know his intentions.

"That is something you do not need to know. All that is required is a simple yes. Once that is done I will do what you ask within reason. Anything from fetching a document to killing a man." Letting his words sink in he gauged her reaction which he found rather calm. Good he didn't need to repeat himself. "Also once you have agreed I will give you a mark that will tie you to me as a master and servant. You choose where you want it so you can use it to communicate with me whenever the need arises."

The young princess thought about his words for sometime. It was not the way she though things would go but it would still work out and much better than she had hoped. Not only would she gain a servant but he will also serve as a guard and a someone to talk to. Bearing a mark was not a problem since her clothing tended to cover a lot of skin giving places to spare. Coming to a decision she immediately said yes. "Yes, I would like for you to become my familiar."

Nodding in satisfaction, he asked her where she wanted the mark. When she answered, he was rather surprised when she left the comfort of the bed letting the sheets fall to the floor showing her nude body to him. There was no shame on her face giving him the impression that she would do anything that was needed to be done even kicking modesty out the door. Placing her left hand in front of him indicated she wanted the mark on the back of her hand.

Smiling at her bold actions he knew it would not be a dull moment when he was with her. Taking a knee once more he gently took her hand. Looking at her eyes he placed a kiss on the back of her hand. It was brief but it did the job. "You are a strange woman you know. Most would be embarrassed being seen naked by a stranger." He was smirking now.

She was not like most woman. "When one is born to lead, they are trained to command an army. If I was in a military camp, then modesty would be the last thing in ones mind." Not long after her mini speech, the mark began to appear burning her skin causing her to hiss at the rather painful feeling. The heat got so intense that her knees buckled and fell to the ground. Marcel caught her and carried her back to bed pulling the sheets over her still naked form. "Why does it hurt so much?" she asked through gritting teeth. Tears began to flow as her entire body got even hotter.

Marcel settled on a simple wooden chair that appeared out of nowhere while holding the young woman's hand. "Reason your feeling pain is the seal is making connections within the body to establish ways to communicate that can't be interfered with. This way if you are in trouble and are in a place that magic will not be effective than you can speak to me through our mind scape. It won't be long now." Moments after what he had just said, sweet relief washed over her as the pain faded into a dull ache leaving her somewhat exhausted from the whole experience. Sweat covered her body making the sheets stick to her skin. Looking at the mark on her hand she that it was shaped like a lightning bolt between two broken wings.

Her new servant decided to give a demonstration on how the seal worked. First he would test their connection with simplest thing. "Can you hear me?" It was the easiest way and straight forward.

The princess was surprised to hear his voice in her head. She though it was strange to have someone in your mind knowing what you were thinking. She answered him through her mind, "I can hear you."

Cutting of the link Marcel decided to move things forward. "Now that the test has been successful what would you like to do?" Moving towards a drawer on the right side of the bed he opened it and took out the outfit Henrietta wore during the summoning but this one was spotless. He cleaned it while the woman was resting. Placing it on the bed by her legs he waited for her to answer.

Henrietta thought for a little while before giving her first official order to her new familiar, or was it servant. She supposed she would ask later after they return to the castle. "I would like to change first then return to the castle. Then we can talk about this arrangement and what we can do to make it work well." She smiled at the possibilities. As she was to get out of the bed once more she saw the man standing in the same place unmoving looking at her eyes. She realized she never gave him the order to turn around or leave so he would just stand there and watch her get dressed. He may have seen her nude but that was done with disregard since she wanted to finish the contract. Now Henrietta was a little shy so she asked him to step outside while she got ready.

Giving a slight bow, Marcel walk towards the only door in the room leaving the woman to get herself changed.

The princess watch her new servant walk out the door closing it lightly not making much sound. Removing the sheets she got up and stretched a bit. Pain no longer seem to be bothering her, on the contrary, she felt well rested and oddly quite energized not a single sign of her previous fatigue or pain. Taking the clothing from the bed she found her panties putting them on noticing how soft they felt on her skin. The same could be said about her nightie. Looking around the room she saw things she previously missed, like how the room was a perfect ten by eight meter rectangle and how the walls and ceiling were made from perfect blocks of granite. The whole place was illuminated by torches that burned in white fire. The bed she was resting on was a black wooden frame with two mattresses covered in a royal purple sheet on the bottom and true black sheets on the top. It was quite large letting two people lie down comfortably without getting into each others personal space. The rest of the room was sparse except for the table, chair, and dresser. After finishing looking at the room, the princess walked out the door.

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The transition from the room to the outside left her in the same forest where she performed the summoning. Seeing her familiar sitting on a stump, she looked behind her to see the door was gone and nothing but the forest itself was there. Her shock only lasted a few seconds. "More questions that needed answers I supposed." Her statement was but a whisper.

Marcel looked at the woman in front of him and smiled at her current confusion. He knew she would notice that they were back in the same spot where she summoned him as she would also be asking where the room went. Still there was no time to think of these things he needed to get her back to her castle before the sun rose. Standing from his log he approached the near naked woman and draped a soft cotton blanket around her shoulders. This gesture caused the princess to look at him with a questioning glance. He would have to explain more things to her. "We should go, it won't be long before the sun rises and your guards find you missing."

Henrietta agreed, if a member of the royal family is found missing then an uproar would alert others of her countries vulnerability. Clinging to the blanket, she was about to make her way to the castle's service door when she felt arms wrap around her back and the back of her legs. She felt herself rise from the ground and positioned into a comfortable embraced. Looking towards her servant, her explain to her she wasn't wearing shoes. If she stepped on a rock she could get injured. Seeing his logic she settled herself and let him carry her. He waked to the door used by the servants to enter without being noticed by other nobles. Entering, they both came to an open area that branched of to many corridors one that went to the sleeping quarters while another went to the kitchen and dinning area. This was the place that gave easy access so the servants can efficiently take care of the nobles' needs. Making their way towards the bedrooms, Henrietta tried to be quiet keeping the blanket from dragging and making noise. Looking back at her servant, she noticed he move in complete silence. As his footsteps touch the ground, no sound came. Reaching her own chamber, they went inside with Henrietta closing the door by flicking a small wooden wand she removed from between her breasts.

"I don't know if I should ask how you hid that." He said in surprise. "So what do you wish to do now?" her servant asked. He stood in the middle of the room waiting to get started in anyway she wanted. The young woman thought for a moment thinking what she wanted to do now. She was by no means tired, her sleep in the room was restful or so she thought. A bath would be necessary but only when a female servant came to assist her in the morning. She was not hungry so nothing there. Then in a thought, she could get several answer she's been wanting. Letting her down Marcel watched her go to bed. He waited for her to answer not moving from his spot.

Removing the blanket and placing it on a chair by the bed, the princess got comfortable under the covers. Finding that she still felt a bit cold without the black blanket, she decided to overlap it over herself. Reaching to pick it up, her eyes widened when she no longer saw it on the chair. When she turn to the man, he was still standing in the same place. Only this time he was smiling. He pointed at her lap giving her the sensation of what he did. She looked down on her self and saw the blanket already in place, perfectly smooth with no creases. Looking back at her servant he was now smirking. With a sigh she knew this was as good as time as any. "Please take a seat. If you can answer a few of my questions that would be fine."

Taking a seat in the chair next to her bed, Marcel made himself comfortable. After he was comfortable, a thought ran through his head. Reaching into empty space, his hand disappeared as the area where it was rippled into circular waves. He pulled his arm back with his hand holding a mug of hot chocolate. Placing the first cup on the small table next to the bed, he repeated the process and took a second one out. He offered it to the woman beside him. Henrietta looked at him in utter amazement, he just pulled a drink out of thin air. He watched her take the cup with caution, her face showed a child's sense of wonder as most mages can't make things appear out of nowhere.

"How did you do that?" she asked, the look of astonishment not quite leaving her face.

"Is that one of questions?" he asked, already knowing what her answer was going to be. He wanted to draw it out as long as possible. Get her excited.

She was nearly bouncing on the bed, eagered to know what he did. "Yes, please explain."

Taking a sip of the hot chocolate, he got himself comfortable and began. "What you just saw was a ripple which indicates that space is bending. To explain properly, let us say you draw two points on opposite sides of a sheet of paper. Then you fold the paper in half, letting the two points meet. The overlap of the points is where the space is shortest." Looking around her room, Marcel found a small vase that contained a small bouquet of lilacs. "How about I show you with that vase." When he got a nod of conformation from the princess, he proceeded with his example. Pointing to the vase, the space next to the vase began to ripple as well as the space in front of his hand. Pushing his hand through, the ripples waved faster while his hand disappeared. His hand reappeared on the other side with part of his arm, while grabbing the vase, he pulled back bringing the vase with him. Showing it to her highness to make sure it was real, he reversed the process and placed it back to his proper spot. "How was that?"

Henrietta was speechless. Beyond speechless. In front of her was a person who could bend the fabric of the universe to serve his needs. That was something no mage could do. Well, not exactly. When one summons a familiar, they create a portal to the world the summons resides. Once the summons is located, then the spells magic draws them to the world of the summoner. He however preform the same feat, only with an inanimate object. This made her wonder, "Can you do the same with anything that exist?" She was curious so she had to ask.

She was paying attention. That was good. "So long that what I want exists, then I can create the two points to bring what I want to me. That is what I used to bring the blanket from my home as well as the two cups of hot chocolate."

His statement caused her to think. If he brought those two items with him, does that include the room they were previously in? What about the second time the blanket appeared on her form without her being able to feel it? His explanation just brought more questions. Before she could ask anymore, he continued.

"The room that we were previously in was brought forth by the same technique. The blanket is a different story. If I merely retrieved it, you would still feel it when I draped it over you. For that I used a different technique." Drinking the rest of his chocolate, he waited for her to ask the question.

The young princess sat on her bed in deep thought. A bright smile graced her lips. If he could bring forth items from anywhere as long as he knew where they were, than she wouldn't have to worry about forgetting important documents. She could just ask him to retrieve them for her without going to back for them. Thinking further, she remembered what he said last. "What do you mean using a different technique?"

"Like I said, if I merely draped it over you, you would have felt it. To prevent you from noticing, I merely slowdown time in the room before I retrieved it and placed on top of you. Here let me show you in small scale." Standing from his chair, he walked to the middle of room while holding the cup in his hand. Henrietta watch closely, waiting to see what he would do now. Before Marcel dropped the cup, it began to glow in a white hue. When he let go, it seemed to float in mid air for a moment before falling in a lazy descend. While it continued to fall, the man turned to the woman on the bed. "Anything else?" he asked while smirking at her current reaction.

The woman was shocked once more. How couldn't she. She was looking at a simple mug fall to the ground at the speed even a feather can't match. She continued to watch it not noticing that the mug of chocolate, now cooler in temperature, was tilting dangerously, waiting to spill on her blanket. Before a single drop could stain the blanket and the white fabric of her sheets, the liquid in the cup began to glow in the same white hue as the mug that was falling. She saw the liquid float in a blob of milky brown, deforming into random shapes and patterns. Taking a delicate finger, she gave it a shy poke and watched it ripple like a stone thrown into a calm pond.

Marcel cleared his throat in order to get the woman's attention. "You really shouldn't play with your food." He smiled at her embarrassed blush. When she finally placed his attention to him, he waved his hand to let the liquid rise and settle back into the cup. "You should drink while it is still warm enough to enjoy" he encouraged.

Not wanting to offend him, Henrietta took a small sip of the drink. Her eyes widen in surprised. The taste was outstanding. It was, what she considered, the perfect balance between chocolaty and sweet. She reveled in the taste, feeling quite happy. Just as she was about to thank him, a rather unladylike yawn passed through her lips. Feeling her embarrassment return, she started to wonder why she was feeling tired. Looking at her servant for an explanation, she waited for him to answer. He seem to be able to hear questions she didn't ask.

Taking a seat once again he began to explain. "It seems the energy I gave you has finally been used up. The only thing that was holding you up was the rest you received an hour ago. It is time for you to sleep. We can continue talking once you are fully rested." Not waiting for her to protest, which he knew she would do, he took the cup from her hands and tucked her in.

The young woman tried to stay awake, but she couldn't. The tired feeling grew in strength and washed over her body making her feel quite heavy. With one more long yawn she was sleeping peacefully, beginning to dream of the possibilities that her new servant could bring. Maybe she could even get out of the marriage arrangement. She dream of a tiny drop of water hit the floor with light ping. In the real world, the cup made it to the floor its lip cracking by the impact before the man picked it up.

Looking at the cup with a slight frown, Marcel used his dimensional shift to send the cups where they came from. Making sure that his new master was sleeping well, he walked over to her and leaned down to ear level. With the quietest whisper he said to her. "What ever you desire, will be my pleasure." With that said, he left her room in the only way he could without running into the now awaken castle staff. He fused with the shadow cast by the rising sun through the window, on the opposite side of the bed. Slowly his body became a pitch black form only outlined by his bodies edges. Sinking to the floor, he gave one last look around before disappearing without a trace he was even there.

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Rising from the shadow of a tower, the man looked at the rising sun with a slight smile on his face. It had been some time since he felt its warmth on his face. He jumped into the air, just high enough to land on the cone of the tower. He sat down on the roof overlooking courtyard, thinking what has happened and what was about to happen. This could be the thing to cure his boredom, well at least he hopes it can. It had been dull ever since Roxanne went to sleep and the rest going there separate ways. All he had where the few people that he spoke to around Moonlit Night, a town near his home.

With a sigh, he wondered how he ended in this world again. Sure, he answered the call but still, it seemed surreal that his new master was the princess of the country of Tristain, a land next to Gallia. Funny, its seemed like a short time ago that he walked these lands with Roxanne. Now he has joined a new woman. One he could assist to become what she wants, give what she needs, just like his old master. Summoning a new cup of hot chocolate, he thought about past events that he witnessed around these parts. Like meeting Karin Désirée de Maillart, she was a little firecracker with a temper, especially if you mentioned her lacking in the chest area. Or about the attempted coupe of the Gallian Royal Guard: Dragons Sur la Rivière, a family of powerful water mages that perished in the attempt at the hand of the only true loyal member. They were loyal but got greedy as their fame rose, letting them believe they should rule. Yes, a history probably forgotten.

Pushing those thoughts away, new ones came to him on what he should hide from his new master. He can't well say that he has been here before or old problems may arise. He played ignorant with the questions on what is a noble but he slipped when he knew what a familiar was. His new master would ask how he knew, which he would answer only if she asked first. The same would go for his remaining abilities. He would hide those until he deemed fit to use them. Plus it is fun to see the woman in shock.

Standing up, he made his way to the shadow jumping off the tower, making the mug he was holding disappear along the way. There he would wait for his master to awaken. Once she did, then the fun would begin. Maybe he should start by making her breakfast, something she may not have seen before. A token to commemorate a new meeting and a long union. Reaching the shadow he began the process of fusing with it, slowly sinking into the wall. His last thought was rather strange. In his mind he wondered if Henrietta even notice what he looked like or what he was wearing. Everything might have happened in a blur to her. "O well, maybe she did. I hope she did or it would mean she has no attention to detail." With a final smirk he disappeared.

A/N

To those that read this I hope you like it. This is my first time writing a piece of literature in a long time. If you can give your comments about this chapter and, keep in mind that as the story progresses and advice is given it will get better, that would be great.

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