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"Thank you, soldier." Stahl threw his breast out another degree at that, proud that he was having the Emperor speak to him as he was. The marine tried his best to look the steely picture of grim determination he was supposed to.
"It was my duty, my lord." Kampf smiled at that.
"No, no it wasn't. Don't think that this will go without note, oberschutze." At first a chill ran down Stahl's spine at that, to be merely mentioned as he was... but it was a compliment, wasn't it? Only after a few moments did Nimitz dare ask to be dismissed.
"Of course." Came the Emperor's response, the marine saluting again before shuffling off. A good man, that one. He certainly wouldn't go unrewarded.
Josef looked down again to the woman pressed against him, smiling as he moved to draw a hint of her hair behind her ear. "I missed you, too."
Yes, she was almost glad to be given away, at least to this man. She missed her twin dreadfully, and her life before, but at least he was a good man. She released him and stepped away with a smile.
"I finished the book." And her vocabulary had certainly improved thanks to it. "Thank you for it." It was nice. She had little else to do than struggle through the book, reading it slowly aloud to figure the words out.
She wasn't welcomed, it had been made clear, by the other noble women. She didn't know it was because they didn't know who she lived so close to.
He looked to her, enjoying the mere sight as the two sat, across from the other over a table, Kampf smiling all the while until his eyes fell to her cheek - as one seemed a hint more irritated than the other. "... what happened to your cheek, Kerli?" He asked, concern still present in his voice.
She shrugged and smiled at him. "was..." She didn't know the word. The woman slapped her hand down, palm open, on the table. "Was that." Whatever that word was. "Sloeg." That word sounded nothing like it's Belkan counterpart. She shrugged. "Am okay."
She just went somewhere she wasn't supposed to be, that's all. No trouble.
His Kerli.
But, she didn't seem to want to dwell on it, his smile growing at her new suggestion. "Then a game." He responded, scooting forward in his seat as he glanced to his side for a moment before asking, "What kind of game?"
There would always be men and women to train, but he only had one child.
The uniformed man opened the door to his home jovially, rather excited to finish his day in such a manner as this - with his family - having had to finish it in many a much more unpleasant fashion.
"I suppose you two have had a lazy day, haven't you?"
The man was terribly devoted. "... what all did we get then?"
"... if I didn't know any better, I'd call her a rogue, Nix." He offered with something of a bump to the other woman, very proud of their daughter.
"Daddy! Not a kitty, an airplane!" Nix smiled at her husband and returned the purr as close as she could. she couldn't manage for long, but she had learned how to make the noise.
"Do you want to fly on daddy's arms, or on his shoulders?" Gently the man offered a hand to Nix before he assumed his duty to speed about the place with such a cheerful little lady.
All too fond.
Stahl was enthralled by his little girl, and his laughter showed it.
Still, the girl could only take so much before she lowered her arms. "Down Daddy! I want down!" Down was always fun. She got into no end of mischeif when on ehr own two feet. It as the best fun out there.
"... I fear our daughter might like flying, love."
"I fear she might as well. We'll have to ask her uncle to take ehr up some time, if he won't mind."
His daughter was wonderful, but that wasn't relaxing!
"... mmm. I wish I could just spend all day with you two."
"I suppose I'll just had to keep peting, won't I?" She teased and smiled.
The man sighed as he glanced to the nearby couch. "... I fear I feel a nap coming on. Care to join me?"