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Help means rewarding someone with precious
Gold, jewelry, virginity, any treasure
That the Princess of Greed zelous
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To think the gold digger princess, Thean, finally wakes away from her pile of treasury, now striding through dimly lit corridors like the cheeks of her face. A complaining stomach drives her to the royal dining table where she gobbles down five plates. Not even pigs can fight against her gluttony. Then, at the corner of the room, she notices a man in a red cloak. She gestures a finger at him to come closer and the man disappears in a blink of an eye before appearing next to her, “Princess” He whispers, “Our forgiving mother wants you to preach at the nearby villages, help them slay monsters or with their daily toiling to earn their favors and treasure.
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“Did you say treasure?” She says with cheeks full of food, and the man nods, “about time! Can I bring someone with me?”
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“W-well if you wish to share the people’s favors…”
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“I will go ask them first!” Standing and leaving her plate unfinished, “It’s best to ask them out first but I doubt they’d come.”
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Princess Thean descends for a winding staircase, her destination clear: Beyond the lifeless guards that she simply turned into berries, the underground laboratory where her younger sister, Princess Rumen, spends most of her time. Kissing and making out with her experiments. But this time, it is just the test tubes and beakers full of strange liquids and specimen that she starts burning on the Bunsen. Some still float in jars of murky liquid. “Rumen” She greets who does not get a proper response or one word out of the younger, “Rumeeeeen~”
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“What do you want? I’m busy” Focusing sharply in how she writes numbers and data onto a paper.
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“I'm going to the villages to purge some evil and monsters too for the festival! Come, come with me," Thean demands, her voice laced with impatience like an overly excited child.
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Rumen, her eyes never leaving the specimen before her, replies coldly, "I'm busy, again BUSY. With an experiment, Thean. I have no time for your frivolous outings."
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Thean's eyes narrow, her anger rising. "You will accompany me, Rumen. I command it."
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Rumen finally looks up, her gaze as sharp as the scalpel in her hand. "I said no, and no means no from me. Lest you want me to study you then sure.”
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“Ugh, don’t even get your stinky hands on me.”
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“If you're so eager to leave the castle, why don't you make yourself useful and clean up the monsters around that fog cesspool. Giza will get mad at me for no reason about that. I hate it”
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“That’s what I said!” Thean sighs, “You really weren’t listening”
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“Sorry, not sorry”
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Thean scoffs, her pride wounded. "Fine, I will take care of it," her words dripping with insincerity. “And don’t even think of expecting me to share the treasures! Don’t expect me to bring you anything! And don’t throw me into your own craze fests!”
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“Whatever”
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The orange head princess bolts herself out of the laboratory, flicking her finger for the berries on the ground to revert back to the lifeless guards and servants. She goes over to the courtyard, fishes out a coin purse from her pocket and flick it onto the water before making a wish. “—That I may be rich and Yralla praises me” Ending her brief wishing with a bow before skipping her way to the hallways. Though, she thinks she heard someone at the courtyard, someone calling out to her but oh well, she does not care for whoever that was—Cornelius still half man and half stone.
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Rushing down and out of the castle as if she is playing hopscotch, making her way prancing towards the barracks just beside their front yard plaza. Prideful stands beyond their shadows and the sky-blue sky gives these grey stones their color. The flag of Kinguin with the three headed princess’s emblem always put a smile on her face. With the breeze of wind fluttering her dress, beautifully so that the soldiers going in and out does not waste the moment of taking a gaze at her. She proceeds in. Her gaze sweeping across the barracks, taking in the rows of soldiers standing at attention in front of their squadron masters. The air is thick with tension, and the sound of her footsteps echoes loudly in the cavernous space. She spots a group of high-ranking officers huddled together; their heads bowed in hushed conversation.
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Impatient and eager to depart on her quest, Thean marches up to them, her dress raised as it swishes around her ankles. "Where is the knight general?" she demands, her voice ringing out like a bell.
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The officers look up, startled by her sudden appearance. They exchange glances, their expressions guarded. One of them, a grizzled veteran with a scar across his cheek, steps forward. "Princess Thean," he says, his tone carefully neutral. "The general is currently indisposed. Is there something we can assist you with?"
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Thean's eyes narrow, her lips twisting into a scowl. "Indisposed? I need to speak with him immediately. It's a matter of utmost importance."
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The officer's gaze flicks to his companions before settling back on Thean. "I am afraid that's not possible at the moment, Your Highness. The general is attending to urgent military matters."
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Clenching her fist with a mounting frustration. She's not used to being denied or made to wait. "I don't care about your petty military matters," she snaps. "I am the princess, and I demand to see the general now."
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The soldiers exchange another round of glances, their stances stiffening. The scarred officer clears his throat. "With all due respect, Princess, we cannot disturb the general without proper protocol. If you wish to speak with him, you must go through the proper channels."
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Thean's cheeks flush with anger, her eyes blazing. "Proper channels? I am the proper channel! I outrank all of you combined."
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The officer remains unmoved, his expression impassive. "Be that as it may, Your Highness, we have our orders. If you wish to lodge a formal request, you may do so with the appropriate paperwork."
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Thean grits her teeth, her patience wearing thin. She's not accustomed to bureaucracy or being treated like a common citizen. "Fine," she bites out. "I will find the general myself."
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She spins on her heel, her skirts whipping around her, and stalks off deeper into the barracks. The soldiers watch her go, their postures rigid and their faces carefully blank.
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As Thean wanders through the maze-like corridors, her frustration mounts. She's not familiar with the layout of the barracks, and every turn seems to lead her further away from her goal. She passes groups of soldiers who snap to attention as she approaches, their eyes averted and their mouths clamped shut.
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Finally, after what feels like an eternity, she spots a door marked with the general's insignia. She barges through without knocking, ready to give the general a piece of her mind.
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But the room is empty, save for a single soldier standing guard. He looks up as she enters, his eyebrows rising in surprise.
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"Where is the general?" Thean demands, her voice tight with barely contained rage.
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The soldier hesitates, his eyes darting to the side. "I am sorry, Your Highness, but the general is not here at the moment. He's out on a training exercise with the new recruits."
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Thean's hands ball into fists, her nails digging into her palms. "A training exercises? He dares to waste my time with a training exercise?"
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The soldier shifts uncomfortably, clearly sensing the danger in her tone. "It is a regularly scheduled event, Your Highness. The general takes the training of our soldiers very seriously."
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Thean's eyes narrow to slits, her anger boiling over. "LIES, I KNOW HE IS HERE."
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With that, she turns on her heel and stalks out of the room, leaving the soldier to stare after her in bewildered silence. Walking around the perimeters of the barracks, she finds herself in the comfort room admiring her reflection. “But these acnes though…ugh, must be because I’m surrounded with ugly all the time.”
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Then, a smiley woman comes in, not even noticing Thean as she wears only a cape—one that Thean recognizes as a general’s cape. Her eyes grow wide as the woman enters a cubicle. Hearing her trickle and flush and then, the door opens. “Whore” She starts, startling the woman to crumble in front of her, kneeling and a bowing full immediately, forehead against the floor and lips on Thean’s toes. Though the princess appreciates the gesture, her displeasing tone ask, “Where is the general?”
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“H-He…”
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“Where before I turn you into an apple and feed you to him.”
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“T-that---Please, your highness. Beg me your forgiveness. Forgive me for this wretchedness of mine…”
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“That is not what I’m asking.”
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“T-the general…yes, the general is at the watchtower…though he is…”
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“Busy? What? Being nude and waiting for a whore to ride him horseback!? I have an urgent matter to attend with him and yet this is what I see…disgusting.” Thean grabs the woman’s hair and pull her up, “Go first.”
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The woman trembles, her eyes wide with fear as Thean's fingers tangle in her hair, yanking her to her feet. She stumbles, her bare feet slipping on the damp floor of the comfort room.
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"Y-yes, Your Highness," she stammers, her voice quivering. "I will take you to the general's watchtower."
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Thean releases her grip on the woman's hair, shoving her forward. "Hurry, whore," she sneers, her lip curling in disgust.
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The woman bows her head, scurrying out of the comfort room with Thean close on her heels. They wind their way through the barracks, the woman's cape fluttering behind her as she moves with hurried steps. Soldiers and servants alike scatter before them, their eyes wide with curiosity and fear.
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As they approach the watchtower, the woman's steps falter. She glances over her shoulder at Thean, her expression pleading. "Your Highness, perhaps it would be best if I announced your arrival first. The general may not be expecting-"
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Thean cuts her off with a sharp gesture. "I don't need to be announced," she snaps. "I am the princess, and I go where I please."
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She shoves past the woman, striding towards the watchtower with determined steps. The woman trails behind her, wringing her hands in anxious anticipation.
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At the base of the watchtower, Thean spots two guards standing at attention. They snap to attention as she approaches, their spears crossed before the entrance.
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"Stand aside," Thean commands, her voice ringing with authority. “Lest you wish to be berries or apples?”
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The guards exchange a nervous glance, their grips tightening on their weapons. "I am sorry, Your Highness," one of them says, his voice tight with tension. "But the general has given strict orders not to be disturbed."
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Thean's eyes narrow, her anger flaring. "By what means?”
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“By the general's orders, Your Highness. A highly sensitive military operation is underway, and the general cannot be disturbed.
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“Lies,” Her eyes glow orange and the soldiers kneel before her, not because they should but because they cannot breathe. “I’ve shrunk your lungs to beautiful pomegranate. I’m sure you’d taste delicious for the ants
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“P-Princess…In…please…cannot breathe.”
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“You’ll let me in?” Raising her brows, hissing with a venomous tongue.
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The soldiers nod in their struggling gasps. Then they feel as if their chest expands back to normal, panting and breathing every air around them as if they have long missed it. Thean kicks both of them away but before she could step in, a voice calls out from above.
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"What's all this commotion?"
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Thean looks up to see General Ravius leaning over the balcony of the watchtower, his brow furrowed in annoyance. He's shirtless, his muscular chest gleaming with a sheen of sweat. A scantily clad woman peeks out from behind him, her eyes wide with curiosity.
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Thean's lips twist into a smirk, her eyes glinting with triumph. "General Ravius," she calls out, her voice dripping with false sweetness. "I've been looking all over for you."
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Ravius scowls, his eyes darting to the woman at his side. "I'm a bit busy at the moment, Princess," he says, his tone clipped.
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Thean's smirk widens, her gaze raking over the woman's barely-clothed form. "I can see that," she purrs, her voice thick with insinuation. "But I'm afraid I must insist on your attention. I have an urgent matter to discuss with you."
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Ravius hesitates, clearly torn between his desire for pleasure and his duty to the kingdom. But Thean's piercing gaze leaves no room for argument.
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With a heavy sigh, Ravius turns to the woman at his side. "I'm sorry, my dear," he says, his voice laced with regret. "But duty calls."
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The woman pouts, her lower lip trembling. But she nods, slinking back into the shadows of the watchtower.
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Ravius turns back to Thean, his expression resigned. "Very well, Princess," he says, his tone weary. "Let us discuss this urgent matter of yours."
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Thean's smile is sharp and triumphant as she ascends the stairs of the watchtower. The women barely dressed run out of the steps, scuttling themselves like squirrels whose nuts have been stolen. Inside, the general is hurrying himself in buttoning himself up, promptly presenting himself properly before the princess. "General, you will accompany me to the villages outside of Kingun and we will do whatever the villagers ask us to do!" she commands, her voice filled with entitlement.
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General Ravius kneels, forehead on the ground and lips on her toes before standing at attention, with an annoyed eyebrow. His expression a mix of surprise and annoyance. "With all due respect, Princess," he says, his tone carefully measured. "I have important duties to attend to here in the capital. I cannot simply drop everything and go on a whim."
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Eyes shrinking to a devilish slit, her lips curling into a sneer. "Are you denying a direct order from your princess, General?"
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Sighing, running a hand through his disheveled hair as if he has head lice. "No, Your Highness. But I must ask, what is the purpose of this sudden excursion to the villages?"
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He does not even know! Which the princess rolls her eyes, as if the answer should be obvious. "To gain the people's favor, of course! We'll help them with their mundane tasks, slay a few monsters, and bask in their adoration. It's a win-win situation."
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The general frowns, his brow furrowing. "Princess, I'm not sure that's the best use of our time and resources. The kingdom faces far greater threats than a few stray monsters."
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Thean waves a dismissive hand. "Oh, don't be such a bore, Ravius. This is an opportunity to show the people that their royalty cares about their well-being. Plus, think of the treasures we might uncover along the way!"
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Ravius's expression remains skeptical. "I don't think it's wise to prioritize treasure hunting over the security of the realm, Your Highness."
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Thean's eyes flash with anger, her patience wearing thin. "I didn't ask for your opinion, General. I gave you an order, and I expect you to follow it. Unless you want to end up as a berry?"
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The general stiffens, his jaw clenching. He knows all too well the extent of Thean's powers and her willingness to use them on those who defy her. With a heavy sigh, he bows his head in resignation. "As you command, Princess. I will make the necessary arrangements for our departure."
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Thean claps her hands in glee, her mood shifting in an instant. "Excellent! I knew you'd see things my way, Ravius. This is going to be so much fun!" With that, she spins on her heel and saunters out of the watchtower, leaving Ravius to shake his head in exasperation. He knows this excursion is nothing more than a whim of the spoiled princess, but he has no choice but to obey.
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As Thean makes her way back through the barracks, a spring in her step and a gleam in her eye, she overhears a hushed conversation between a group of nobles huddled in one of their front yard parks many alcoves.
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"Did you hear the news from Queenuin?" one of them whispers urgently. "Lord Magister Ober and Adviser Horney have been captured by bandits!"
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Thean freezes mid-step, her ears perking up at the mention of of bandits---meaning treasure. She sidles closer to the nobles, straining to catch every word.
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"Keep your voice down!" another noble hisses. "We don't want this getting out. The last thing we need is a panic."
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"But what are we going to do?" a third noble asks, wringing his hands. "Not tell anyone about this? News has not spread so far yet.”
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The first noble shakes his head grimly. "We may have no choice. Sending a rescue party would be too risky - the bandits are sure to have fortified their position. And the princesses are busy with the preparations for next month’s celebration"
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Thean's eyes narrow, a plan forming in her mind. If these nobles won't take action, then she will. And in the process, she'll win the favor of two of the most powerful men in the kingdom - not to mention whatever treasures the bandits may have amassed.
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With a smug grin, she steps out from the shadows, startling the nobles. "Gentlemen," she purrs, relishing their looks of surprise and unease. "It seems I've stumbled upon quite the intriguing conversation. Tell me more about this bandit situation in Queenuin."
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The nobles exchange nervous glances, clearly reluctant to divulge any more information. But Thean is not one to be deterred. She stalks closer, her eyes glinting dangerously.
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"I don't want any details spared," she commands, her voice dripping with authority. "Or you to try hide anything from me. I expect you to spill everything you know about this...development."
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The nobles quake before her, their faces pale and their hands trembling. They know they cannot refuse a direct order from the princess, no matter how much they may wish to keep the matter quiet.
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And so, with heavy hearts and shaking voices, they begin to tell her everything they know about Lord Magister Ober and Adviser Horney's capture, all while Thean listens with rapt attention, her mind already racing with visions of glory and riches to be won.
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