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Gavin noted with some dismay that while the new member of the household was smiling, she certainly still seemed uncomfortable. Something was off. The brunette smiled in what he hoped was a reassuring manner. "Ah well, I'm sorry to hear it. I know you can't help yer feelings, but just let us know if we can do any'thin to make you feel better, yeah?" he said before rubbing the back of his head sheepishly, grinning all the while. "I mean, not like ye need to be nervous around the likes of us..."

"Especially the likes of you." quipped Myra as she struggled to hold back an amused smirk. Gavin was about as harmless as he was helpful and happy- almost unbearably.

"Oy! why you gotta slander me in front of all the new folk?" Gavin exclaimed, turning to his fellow servant with an exaggerated look of alarm.
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Navarre was more than just a little surprised that his intended was so calm at the sound of a scream. Even more so when she seemingly was able to identify it so easily as none other than her sister. Glancing between Sera and the direction the scream had come from, the prince's brow went from furrowed to a slight arch. His betrothed didn't seem to be particularly bothered by not only the scream, but by what she assumed it was caused by.

"I see...well, if you are certain, my lady." he said, advancing a chess piece forward before regarding his betrothed. Mulling over her reaction, he found himself wondering over her amusement at her sister being fearful of insects.

"Does this mean my lady Sera does not have such an aversion?" he wondered aloud, curious what her response implied. After all, he himself knew many noble ladies who shirked at the sight of creepy crawlies (though he could not recall a single one of them screeching quite like that). But the lady Sera clearly said 'harmless insect.' It almost sounded as though such things were no big deal. He found himself secretly hoping this was the case. He didn't want a scaredy cat.


After a good 14 minutes, it became clear to the prince that not only were he and his fiance pretty evenly matched, but he was actually falling behind. At the current moment, he was losing to Sera. Prince Navarre considered himself a pretty good player, and he couldn't remember the last time he had ever actually lost.
Lips pursed, the dark haired male's visible eye scrutinized the board as he finished his next move.
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Staring in horror at the loathsome creature that interrupted her enjoyment of the roses, Kezia almost didn't notice her intended's arrival until hearing his voice. The shaking female turned, glad to see the man for the first time since their arrival. Surely he would get rid of the thing and swat it away!

Her hopes were instantly squashed at his amused expression (though, to his credit, he was doing a better job at trying to restrain his laughter than most, her sister included), and his words would normally be enough to warrant a petulant glare. It didn't matter if it was minding it's own business- it should do that somewhere else! Why were bugs not more scared of humans- scared enough to keep away? And besides, the thing scaring her half to death should be more cause for concern and considered a bigger problem than he was making it out to be!

As she thought her situation couldn't get worse, the mercenary spoke kindly to the offending butterfly and lifted it up onto his hand with a gentleness that was rather unexpected. Her eyes widened even more and threatened to try and push forward in their sockets as she watched in horror, gaping at his display. It was only after the butterfly had made it out of sight that she returned her gaze to her chosen suitor.

And he was merely thanking her for finding the roses.

Not asking if she was alright. Not helping her up (she was ashamed to find she had fallen unceremoniously on her rump when she had recoiled from the object of her fear). Nor had he even made sure to properly rid the area of the butterfly in a way that would ensure it didn't come back. And to top it all off...

"Y-you touched it!" she sputtered in mortification.