"Hey princess, what do you say to me and you getting a bite to eat sometime." A flirty voice resounded in the Silva garden.
"Silence, insect." Noelle responded with a deathly black glare, looking at the brown haired droopy eyed playboy that dared to hit on her, during their first meeting.
Finral Roulacase. Noelle bit her lip in frustration, the failure of house Vaude, a lascivious man known for his obsession with women, was supposed to her teammate, and what made it worse was, if the rumors are true, he's one of the more socially acceptable members of the Black Bulls.
Finral sweatdropped, and scratched his cheeks, "hey, hey, that's not very nice, I'm your senior, you know?"
Noelle flicked her pigtails, "and I'm royalty, now bow down for your insolence, and I may overlook this. Refuse and I'll have you executed."
Finral trembled slightly, but didn't obey letting out a wry chuckle, "In the Magic Knights, class means nothing."
Noelle snorted, and humphed, knowing it was true, so not trying to make that big of a deal about it. Besides I can't fly on a broom so I need this guy's magic to escort me to the base.
Noelle was upset, but sighed as she remembered a sentence from a few hours ago, The Black Bulls… they're not as bad as others may lead you to believe…
So Noelle just crossed her arms, and closed her eyes, and although shorter than Finral, appeared to be looking down at him. "Fine, but you still owe me an apology for your gall, do so, and I'll spare you from receiving a face full of water!" Because I'm magnanimous, not because I have no confidence in hitting you even at this range.
Finral continued scratching his cheek sheepishly, giving her a strained smile, that was because he was not scared of Noelle in the slightest.
As a man who's been to countless mixers in the common and noble realm, Finral is privy to a lot of rumors, gossip, and talk concerning beauties, especially royal beauties.
And Noelle Silva's status as a literal royal failure of a mage, wasn't exactly a secret. Finral knew the truth, that just like him, this girl was receiving the boot from her family, so he couldn't help but feel for her somewhat.
He bowed shortly, and voiced his regret. "I apologize for my audacity princess, please forgive me."
Noelle gave him another snort like a typical tsundere before nodding, "very well, I accept your apology."
Finral raised his head in gratitude only to see her pointing to her side, to her large, very large, luggage. Finral didn't know they made suit cases like that. Looks like even the lowliest of royalty live it up, compared to anyone else.
So after a moment's pause, he spoke up, "Yes?"
Noelle gave him a strange look, "what do you mean, yes? Carry my luggage."
Finral blinked, before registering what she said, "Huh??? Why would I do that?"
"What do you mean, why?" Noelle questioned like she just heard the most ridiculous thing in the world. "I'm royalty, I can't carry that myself!"
Finral was starting to lose his patience, as he forced a smile, "You can't or you won't?"
Noelle crossed her arms, equally impatient. "Is there a difference? Now do it? If you're truly sorry, prove it with your actions, not merely words!" Man up and take responsibility, Noelle mouthed.
Finral sighed, as much as he would like to give her a piece of his mind, the Finral of today was a pushover, pretty much the gofer of the Black Bulls.
So with visible reluctance, he picked up her very heavy luggage, causing him to bend over, before he opened a spatial gate.
As he waited for her to step through first, he stopped her, "wait."
"Hmm?" Noelle was confused, and turned around. "What's the matter now? Don't tell me you're quitting already."
I'm your superior, show some respect! Finral wanted to yell, before sighing, and looking around strangely not seeing anyone. "Aren't you going to say bye to your family, did you already do it? Or don't you want to wait, for someone to come and see you off-"
Finral stopped himself, as he looked at her ugly expression, feeling guilty and like banging his head against the wall.
Why on Earth would you say that Finral, you dumb ass?! Of course no one's going to say goodbye to a failure! You of all people should know that!
Noelle tried to hold her fury and sorrow in, ignoring Finral who was bending over, and mumbling an apology, as she suddenly stopped and looked over at him, to see a familiar figure standing dead center across from her at the garden entrance.
Once again, her father, Sebastian Silva. Noelle watched as her Father scanned her up and down cooly, before giving her a nod, and Noelle felt her breath hitch and tremble as she caught a soft smile on his face, before he turned around and walked away just as silently as he came.
Once again, Noelle's chest felt lighter, and warmer.
Finral, who continued to bow and mumble an apology, felt like he was given a reprieve and heavenly pardon, as Noelle's indifferent voice flowed into his ear.
"Forget it, apology accepted, now can we get going?"
Finral slowly raised his head, to see that she looked entirely unphased and unbothered, her previous dejected visage nowhere to be seen.
Finral nodded again as Noelle stepped through the gate, followed by him, as the spatial portal closed after them.
As Noelle stepped through the other side to take in the rundown Black Bull base, an area that no Silva should be seen in, strangely she didn't feel the least bit depressed.
And she walked to the base, a bit quickly, almost eagerly, with a hop in her step. I don't know about my siblings, but I think I want to make him proud of me.