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shitty cats or shittier cats

[...Really, I just had this idea first.

Which is to say; about 4 in the morning, a certain evening, there was an ungodly alarmed shriek from one of the princesses' rooms. She refused to admit the guards when they inquired as to what it was, and jokes have circulated about spiders.

...but now it's 11:30 and Renee, usually incredibly punctual about her work, even if she is a pain in the ass, is nowhere to be found and the guard have all been dismissed from the apartments she lives in...this seems like a problem. It's also not something a chancellor is meant to be poking at but, literally when has any victor ever cared about his actual place in the social strata?

so what do.]

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[Well, let's be real. Victor's job demands he run things when the princesses need him to. So if one of them is freaking acting weird, then he's going to let himself into her apartments.]

Renee.... Where have you gone?

[...Her rooms, alarmingly, are a mess--she lives in piles like her oldest brother, but never like this. Claw marks are evident on all the furniture and on the floor, like some kind of gigantic animal panicked and scrabbled around.

there's a low, cautious, rattling hiss from one of the walk-in closets...?]

Renee?

[He closes an eye and makes a gesture, and out slide the glowing foci that float around him and begin to levitate. He's no slouch in a flight, but he's also not taking any chances. He'll go for that door, slowly, and then pull it open!]

[SCREE HISS ATTEMPTS AT SCARY NOISES--

that sure is a. golden dragon. In the Princess' wardrobe. Puffed up with an absolutely ridiculously huge mane, seriously, what dragon has a mane nearly the length of their body--

wait.]

Renee?

[He just absolutely thumped it on the nose with one of his floating orbs.]

Bad! Sit! Why are you a dragon?

I don't know!

[She yelped and ate the orb. Which immediately absorbed the magic from it. Oh dear.]

Tch-- hey! No! That's mine!

[He absolutely just thumped her with the other one. Because her absorbing a bunch of magic items attuned to him isn't going to end poorly or anything.]

[CHOMP. Yeah absolutely not, it's not like there's some rings of golden light forming gently around his wrists or anything...]

Then stop hitting me with it!

[Yeah he just hit her with the other two because that's where we're at on this.]

Stop being a dragon then!

If I knew how, I would have already!

[Yep, ate those too. The brands fully realize into bracelets and probably matching rings and earrings. That's a completed exchange of mana.

...now, this did come up with Alexei and Rosie, but with the pact, he has some influence on how her form comes to be. So if he really wants her to be human...well, is there some design input you really want there, victor?]

[Well, here's the thing. Alexei is very much a weird monster of a man, being dragon blooded and all, but he's a fighter. Victor is a magus on top of everything else, so his ability to act with these things is much stronger than the other pact makers. And well. Perhaps he had designs. Perhaps he had overheard Riku's own insecurities... or maybe at the end of the day he is one of those evil viziers in chancellor's clothing. But either way, he will raise that gold-covered hand then.]

Renee, you will become human right now.

[It's one of those tones of voice that make even other courtiers shut up and say "yes sir."]

What the hell is that supposed to accomplish--?!

[Renee's always been immune to his authority voice. It might be one of the reasons they get along so well--he can't scare her into anything, but she basically never pulls rank or issues him orders.

But it did work! THe thing is, she was transformed at night, and as he might already know, she sleeps in the buff.

So now there she is, naked, with the faint glow of his orbs having been made into pact brands, on her hands, at the base of her throat like a fancy broach, and uh.

Right at the crotch. Thirst chakra indeed.

She's kind of stunned by all this, give her a second to process?]

...What was fuck?

[...Couple more seconds.]

...Get dressed. Now.

[Even if she ate his foci he can absolutely force push closed a closet door and then turn around and wait for her. Of course she's not exactly the same way she looked beforehand, either, so clothing might be tricky.]

[Luckily, she was and still is powerful enough to make some on-the-fly adjustments to some clothes to at least get covered. Of course, what was a shimmery and kind of flowing gown before is now slinky as fuck on her, and much shorter than she's kind of entirely sure how she feels about, but we doubt he's complaining.]

Victor, what the fuck is going on?

Hmm... How to explain this in a way that you'll get.

[He does seem to be considering.]

Well, you're a dragon now. I guess the rumors about the bloodlines were true. Something must have awoken the blood for you and your siblings. Dragons are mostly beings of pure mana inhabiting flesh vessels. Because you ate my foci, you absorbed them, and I had command over them so now we have a full pact mark.

[He absolutely just raised his hand and pulsed her pact marks.]

And you seem to have a new human form. I think that about covers it.

Right, next question.

[She watches the pulse, and then squints at his new jewelry. Considers this.]

Why do I look like something from those magazines my brothers like to pretend they don't read?

[...right, she is the same kind of bi disaster as ram, of course she's hunted down her brother's porn staches.

this is why luci left, riku.]

You're made of mana now. If you want to have breasts the size of your head and give your sister a complex, that's absolutely your prerogative. I'm not complaining certainly.

[You can't beat him at his own game, Riku.]

Huh. Well, this almost certainly is her fault, so I suppose I do owe her one.

[She seems to be considering this for much longer. He'd be forgiven for thinking he's just gonna get away with it. Then--]

Oh, before I forget--Victor. Strip.

[Oh. She's a royal dragon and he's wearing jewelry formed of her mana. Neither of them's getting any work done at all today.]

Ohhh... Someone figures out her birthright and thinks she's going to just order me around, is it?

[He's undoing his shirt, first; following the orders, but he wants to be a jerk and see what she'll do if he pushes back. He'll be naked shortly.]

But tell me... to whom do you belong, dragon?

Myself. Don't ask questions with a command magic, Victor~!

[She laughs, but she'll come into grabbing range.]

Now, if I were to answer what you actually wanted, which is who am I hoping to tease into fucking me damn near unconscious, that's definitely you...

[What was that? Grab her by the wrists and push her up against the wall? He can do that. Just savor her reaction to it, too.]

I guess it would be weird if dragons weren't proud... But I'll teach you what a pact like this means, don't worry.

...An excuse not to have to hide from the Council?

[Riku. Being weirdly sweet about this will not save you. You literally make that happy chirrup noise when he slammed you into the wall. It’s too late.]

Are you sure about that?

[He'll lift her hands up over her head, so he can move to holding them for the time being with just one hand on both her wrists, and move to pet her hair.]

The council might panic more if they knew you were so completely into me...

[She makes another, softer, kind of surprised chirrup? She always liked him playing with her hair but this is a level of pets she was unprepared for.]

Do you think I give a fuck what they freak out about? They’re doddering old bats fearing the ghost of ambition that never was...

[He laughs at such a response, but he does seem to be considering her and these pet reactions.]

Are we certain you aren't a cat, Renee?

[He does seem to be plotting his next move, however.]

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