"This is Rorschach, my classmate and good friend. He came all the way from Valuva for our wedding. He's already a Middle Level Mage now." Bart seemed a bit reluctant to say that last part.
'That's what you get for spending all your time wooing a princess!'
"It's a pleasure to meet you." Unlike how she treated Bart, Amalia treated Rorschach with the decorum befitting a princess. She extended a delicate hand, and Rorschach took her fingertips and bowed, giving an air kiss without actually touching her skin.
"It is my honor to have been invited."
The poised and proper princess had appeared. The housekeeper nodded in satisfaction.
"Let's go to the dining room and wait for your brother. Rorschach has so many interesting stories from the Holy Kingdom he can tell you."
"Oh, lovely!"
'Wait, am I not just the third wheel here, but an atmospheric lamp with a built-in media player?' Rorschach tightened his fist around his Civilized Stick, but then the housekeeper took the cane away.
