Finishing Up Her Food, Lucette Poured Herself More Wine, Knowing That With What She Was About To Do That

Finishing up her food, Lucette poured herself more wine, knowing that with what she was about to do that she was going to need it.

“I was born at my parent’s villa here in Valencia, a few miles away from here. The moment I entered the Spiral, the first rays of the sun entered the room, inspiring my mother to name me Lucette. Light.

 From that point on, I was loved and adored by my family including my clockwork uncle. When I was five years old, my parents went back to sailing around the Spiral. They did not like staying on one world for too long, made them restless. So I learned about the Spiral through them, meeting people and experiencing most people my age didn’t. Every summer, I would be sent on a ship to Valencia to spend the time with my grandfather and my uncle. My grandfather was a famous engineer who made amazing creations not just for practicality but for joy as well.” She explained, her eyes falling shut as the memories of times long gone flowed through her. She vividly remembers watching her grandpa work on his creations, sometimes for clients, sometimes for personal enjoyment. She remembers sitting with the dozens of other children as her grandpa activated a puppet show with another story, her eyes wide with wonder and excitement.

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“I-How dare you! Who do you think you are to think that you can threaten me in such a barbaric way?!” The Duke snarled at Arcturus, momentarily taking his attention off of Lucette. But her spot, she can see the poisonous emotion of fear begin to take form in his eyes, his hands trembling.

“You should listen to him, Duke. I would hate to have my guest’s pleasant evening be ruined by spilled blood over an idiotic conflict. Oh? What’s with that look? You didn’t think I was actually going to defend you against him, did you? After how rudely you spoke to me? Such arrogance.” She taunted cruelly, crossing her arms over her chest.

“Your Highness, is this the company you keep around your person?! No wonder you’re so unrefined! Combined that with your breeding-”

“What did you just say about my parentage?” She cut him off darkly,the temperature in the room suddenly dropping. Most, more intelligent people, would’ve seen the signs and stopped there. But the Duke wasn’t known for his intelligence.

“You did not hear me? I speak of how your mother copulated with a barbaric excuse of a prince from a backwards world like some whor-” The Duke rambled, only to be cut off with with a loud gurgle as Lucette’s hands wrapped tightly around his throat, his back pressed against the wall. 

“You have a lot of nerve to speak in such a way about the deceased family of the person who holds your life in her hands.” She growled through her clenched teeth, blue eyes now lit afire with dark rage, hands tightening around his throat.

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You ‘never wanted things to turn out this way’?                      Maybe you should have thought about that                                                          before you ensured they’d become this way. 

She raised a single dark brow in interest at Arcturus’ suggestion, the idea becoming more and more appealing with each second. An example definitely needed to be made with this simpleton but it needed to be done right.

“Tell me about this method of yours. I’m intrigued.” She said, tightening her hold on the Duke’s throat as she looked back at him.

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“Please do not misunderstand me or Casimir! I do not hold hatred for him nor does he for me. I just get annoyed with his hotheaded nature and his shortsightedness. He was too eager on being able to prove himself that he was fit for the throne. I cannot fault him for that.” She explained, glancing at Arcturus with a dismal expression. She remembers speaking with the unicorn king’s old tutor and him telling her about his hotheadedness and how he would always long for a great war to prove himself in. He gt his wish. And he failed it. He did not comprehend just how large it would be.

“Unfortunately, he did not back down quietly. He gathered a group that are called the Resistance. They started launching attacks against the Armada troops, thus starting the Valencian Civil War that we are now embroiled in. I...They spread misinformation and propaganda around to turn people to their cause. While the massive majority of our people hate the Resistance, there are some who fall prey to these lies. I...I have seen children 7 years younger than me explode into unrecognizable pieces all because the Resistance tells them to.” She groaned, her hands fiddling with her dress as the memories surged. Ones that she kept in the back but she uses to power herself in battle. To remind her what she was fighting for. A world, no, a Spiral where children will not be forced to fight in wars that they have no business being in.

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“So you have the Undead curse as well.” She said, remembering what he told her before. It made her feel...uneasy, knowing that this man was technically dead but not. Like something was off in the Spiral. It itched her skin, to the put she had to rub her arms to make the feeling disappear. She had a feeling the apprehension showed on her face.

“My apologies for my reaction, it’s just...I have never been around anyone like that before.” She apologized, beginning to pick at the bodice of her dress. She hoped she didn’t mean to offend him, but he seemed to be a man that doesn’t take offense easily.

“You have quite the backstory. It’s almost outlandish. But you do have the scar and the way you told your story was too...logical, in a sense, to be untrue. So I shall choose to believe it. Unless proven otherwise.” She stated carefully, sipping her white wine.

“Well, you have told me your backstory, even when you have shown that you were pained by it. It is only fair that I tell you mine. At least the parts that people who know me relatively well know.” She admitted, eating another Arancini ball.

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