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Elliot was finding it more and more distracting, the pale skin underneath the layers of rich fabrics, the ripple of muscle which lay underneath the feminine appearance. Lily looked absolutely seductive, naked on his knees in front of the prince, back arched as he moaned softly. The adult could very well guess what he was doing with those fingers, himself finding it very hard to swallow as silver eyes traced every contour and groove of the lithe body. Travelling down his sides, waist, hips, down the V of his pelvis to his inner thighs, curse the incubus.

"I want to hate you so much." Elliot whispered, letting a hand trail down the other's spine, over her hand and adding his own finger, moving his face close to where his lips just barely brushed over the bentien's. "However if it truly felt good, I'd be getting a reaction elsewhere aside from your mouth." and removed his hand, bringing it to the front and cupping between his legs. "It is almost insulting, your personality is much higher than a whore's." and shifted on his seat, leaning against the wall comfortably.

"You are forgiven." Came the soft murmur. "You cannot help but obey the training which has been etched into your brain." He would have stroked Lily's hair, but Elliot didn't want to, Lily was really a male, it was slightly bothersome that the other derived no pleasure from the act whatsoever. Elliot remained silent, watching the buildings grow more and more clustered before stopping at a wall. "Welcome to your new home." he murmured, fixing and smoothing out his clothes before doing the same to Lily. "Presentation is everything. I love you." and pecked the other's lips softly before sitting back on the seat, closing the curtain of the window as he waited. The last fifteen minutes of the trip were spent passing the noisy and bustling town and entering the grounds of the castle, Elliot standing, picking up his lantern and smiling softly at Lily. "Do stay close behind me, not three paces."

The carriage stopped and the door opened, the prince stepping out with an air of professionalism and royalty, the lantern a neutral white. A male servant greeted him, quickly giving him a short itinerary before three short, white haired girls tackled the man's legs, Elliot nearly falling onto Leo.
"Brother you're back!"
"What'd you bring me!"
"How's my haircut?!"
Elliot only stared at the left triplet in horror. "Y-Your hair, Martha what did you...?"
"I had Annabelle cut it."
"I did a good job." The one with pigtails nodded. "She looks exactly like a boy. I made her hair look like yours!
Elliot stared, flabbergasted before smiling and strolling past them. "No presents for you then."
"Brother!" Annabelle whined, bouncing after him while Martha and Emily looked at Leo, one curiously, one suspiciously.
"are you his wife?" Martha asked.
Emily stroked her own ponytail. "Marriages are sometimes required for peace between borders, yet we didn't hear a thing about it."

"You'd make a very pretty wife." Emily commented before Annabelle moved back toward the bentien. "That dress looks very good on you. You must have been in high society to afford such a fabric." In front of them Elliot could barely contain a smile, looking back toward the messenger.
Annabelle nodded, grabbing a hold of the long black tresses. "And your hair is so long and pretty. I want my hair to be this long and pretty! And it's so soft!"
"Sister your hair is that long and pretty." Emily pointed out quietly , her sisters pigtails hitting her waist, despite resting high on her head.
it was Martha who was continuing to look at her suspiciously. "For being a servant, why do you have such robes? Brother!" She said, stomping her foot.
"You're a lady, Martha."
"I want to be a boy like you! I want to wear pants without the over dress!"
"I've got a report to give to mother, you three give her a tour, would you? I'll try to make it quick so I can give you your presents." and hurried off behind the messenger.
Annabelle turned, looking at the guards walking up.
"We actually need to show her around the servants quarters, first, princesses, we'll bring her right back." And the olden one politely grabbed Lily's arm with a smile, eyes explaining what would very well happen.

(( They get no pictures because they're evil. ))

"But brother said," Annabelle stated
"They're guards, they're probably going to show her servant escape routes." Martha said, pushing her sisters away. "C'mon!"
Emily stayed back a moment longer before turning and following her sisters.

The guard only chuckled. "They're children, but I shall personally try to make this quick." he said, leading the bentien to an unused room and locking the door behind him. It was only the one guard, the head guard and he smiled, stripping his clothes and kissing the bentien with anything but gentleness, perhaps some small inkling of kindness, but that was soon forgotten as he stripped him, hands removing the other's clothing, taking the bentien with no warning, kissing his neck as he moved, working closer and closer until gripping the other's hips and finishing. "Perhaps I should get my own, the prince doesn't know how to use you a all." he said, quickly re-dressing.

The girl's looked up, Martha pausing her dressings to look at Leo. "You're back." She stated, pulling the shirt over her head. "I stole another servant boys clothes! And they fit!"
"Doesn't she look like a boy?" Annabelle asked, pausing her grinning. "You look a little pale." And stared before looking at Emily.
Emily nodded. "Once Martha finishes dressing herself we'll start the tour. Would you care for a cup of milk?" and offered hers in good will to the much taller woman. The three were much different then Elliot, they had no visible animalistic traits, darker hair, skin tone, eyes. They looked like they belong to an entirely different family.
"How do I tie these things?" Martha muttered, looking at her shoes. She was used to the buckles of heels, not shoe laces. Brown eyes looked up at her two sisters for help, Emily walking toward the bookshelf and looking at the titles.
Annabelle looked up at Lily with a smile. "Do you know how to tie shoes, Miss? You are a servant, right? You know how to tie shoes?"
Emily pulled out a book, flipping through the pages quickly before putting it back and pulling out another one and doing the same. Martha was on the floor fumbling with the small pieces of string, managing to only knot it thrice.
"Emily look faster! You can remember things!"
"Because I can remember things by looking at them does not mean I know everything. If i do have a memory of how to tie shoes I'd need a..." She paused, staring blankly at the pages tryin to remember the world. "Stimulant. I'd need a stimulant."
"A what?" The other two asked.
Emily sighed, closing her book. "I need something to help me remember." It would appear that Emily had another talent that was unknown to her brother.

Martha smiled happily at Lilly, sitting there waiting, it was Emily who was watching the most. "Wow!" Martha exclaimed after she finished, standing up. "You're really good! Let's go take a tour now!" And ruffled up her own hair. "Okay, I'm a boy, Let's go!" and opened the playroom door into the empty hallway.

A small hand slipped into Lily's, Annabelle smiling up at her, pigtails loose and hair down, seemingly as long as Leo's. "I'll be your buddy so you don't get lost. You'll like the castle, you really will! We'll show you everything! Where we play, where we eat, the best places outside, the gardens. Oh the horses!"

Emily took the front lead, tightening her own ponytail, a large book under her arm. "I'll be our tour guide. But we can't show her everything we do, Sister. She's brother's servant." She pointed out. "We have to show her his study, his bedroom, and where he goes to relax, maybe the meeting room if he still isn't talking to mother."

"We'll have to take the servant's route for that. Always gotta pass guards." Martha muttered, following Emily as she turned into a new hallway, scenery pictures adorning the silver and ivory colored walls. "Where are we going first?"

"Outside, we'll show her the gardens, since brother's relaxing place is in there as well."

Annabelle smiled, rubbing her cheek against the elder's hand. "You'll love it. it's so pretty! In brother's place, the trees seem to close together a lot, arching over him like a roof and it always snows from there! The leaves are colored silver as well! Our gardens have flowers of every color from around the world!" And as they dragged her into them the girl's words rang true, tropical plants and wild flowers, even those native to the mountain seemed to be in full bloom despite the cold temperature, scents and smells drifting in the air. "Pretty? Does it make you feel happy?"

"Isn't it?" Annabelle asked. Emily! Tell her the types of flowers!"

Emily opened her giant book, childish drawings next to childish scribble. "In this garden we have buttercups, carnivorous plants, Indian pipes, evening primrose, iris plants, plants from the flax family, phlox, sacrifrage, types of cactus, daisies, lilies, orchids, roses..." She continued to list each and every one, flipping the pages until Martha shut it.

"We get it, too many big words. Let's go lets go! We need to show her my treasure!" and flipped the pages while Emily sulked. Someone had been listening to her too. "Aha! My treasures that way!" And it was her turn to lift the book, going straight ahead.

"What is your name? If you told us we weren't listening." Annabelle said, skipping alongside the bentien.

"If your brother's servant, what do you do? Do you bring his food? Change his clothes? Bathe him?" Emily asked softly, peering up at Leo curiously.

Annabelle grinned. "We can show you where brother takes a bath!"

"or better yet when he's in the bath." Martha said. "he won't let us take a bath with him anymore! Since we turned eight!"

Emily sighed. "Brother pointed out that we are mature enough to take baths by ourselves or with each other, but not with him. He said we were going to enter a stage where we become young ladies and thus we could no longer take baths with him."

Annabelle frowned before looking up at Lily. "Will you take baths with brother?"

"That's a pretty name!" Annabelle said in awe. "It sounds so, purpley. Doesn't it sound like purple?"

Martha and Emily gave a weird glance to their sister. "I think your ears are broken. Treasure!" And started to dig with her bare hands in the soft dirt underneath a bush, digging very much like a dog, dirt being flung between her legs until she pulled out a tube. "Okay, we've got our defenses. here's yours, and yours, and yours, and you can have brothers." She said, dropping a single yellow marble into their hand, burying the empty tube. "It protects you from monsters and invaders."

Annabelle pocketed the marble in her dress. "Gimme the book now." And snatched it, a quick 'hey!' from Martha being exclaimed. "The pond is on the way to brother's spot. this way, Martha hold her hand!"

"I'm not holding a girl's hand."

"You are a girl!"

Emily backe away as they started to argue, taking it upon herself to hold Lily's hand, following her sisters. "So you don't have a set role? You can do any job other servants and maids do then, huh. Is it fun? Do you wash clothes too? Do they let you work with the stable boys?" She glanced at her sisters. "I wouldn't suggest taking a bath with brother, his body doesn't look like ours at all. He has a thingy between his legs." And giggled, face a bright red. "I think that's why he stopped taking a bath with us, I asked why we didn't have one and he said he was born different." And laughed a small tinkle of a laugh. "Maybe, he'll let you be an adviser? You look very smart."