Sigurd x Fredegund

## Sigurd x Fredegund
## C
## Battle
\f[1|Sigurd]\m[1|2]\w[8]
\s[2]\e[2|1]
Another day, another easy victory.|\r[2]\n
Hey, Fredegund! Over here!|
\s[-2]

\m[2|4]\w[16]\e[4|0]\m[4|5]\w[30]
\f[1|Fredegund]\m[1|2]\w[2]
\s[2]
Yes? How can I help you, Lord Sigurd?|

\s[5]
I was wondering if you could cover me, I'm\n
going to head deep into enemy territory.|

\s[2]
Er... Is that wise?|

\s[5]\e[5|1]
Sagacity has nothing to do with this; it's for\n
the glory you see. You know, out of all the other\n
archers from my academy, I was at the top.|

\s[2]
That makes sense, you're very skilled.\n
But... What does that have to do with\n
being isolated in enemy territory?|

\s[5]
Simple: You cover me, while I take\n
all of the enemies out before they\n
can even scratch your armor.|

\s[2]
I... Admire your confidence, Lord Sigurd.\n
I still think we should try and stay\n
with the rest of the group, though.|

\s[5]\e[5|0]
Sigh... Fine, fine. Maybe you're right,\n
I'm a lot more mobile, so you might end\n
up left behind and then I'm unguarded.|\n
Oh, but you could just use bows instead.\n
That way you could cover me from a distance.|

\s[2]
I suppose... I prefer Lances, though. A\n
lot more consistent of an offensive and\n
defensive tool. Bows are not my forte.|

\s[5]\e[5|1]
I could teach you to make it work both\n
ways. Do you want to give it a shot?|

\s[2]
Er... Well--|

\s[5]
Perfect! Meet me sometime after the battle,\n
and I'll set up a few training exercises.|
\s[-2]

\f[5|nil]

\w[16]
\m[2|3]\w[4]
\s[3]
Wait, Lord Sigurd!|
\s[-2]

\s[3]\b[3|2]
Sigh... I would have preferred\n
to avoid this conclusion...|\b[3|0]\n
However, I think this was always\n
the goal he had in mind.|
\s[-2]

## Sigurd x Fredegund
## C
## Base
\f[6|Sigurd]\m[6|5]\w[5]
\s[5]
Ah ha! There she is; Fredegund! Over here!|
\s[-2]

\w[16]
\f[1|Fredegund]\m[1|2]\w[4]
\s[2]
Yes, Lord Sigurd?|

\s[5]
I was wondering... You know how\n
to use a bow, right? I never see\n
you really use any. Any reason?|

\s[2]
Er... Well, I just think Lances\n
are a better weapon overall.\n
For both offensive maneuvers,\n
as well as defensive ones.|\n
Using bows just leaves you open\n
to attacks at close range when\n
you don't have time to fire back.|

\s[5]
Maybe, but when you have the upper\n
hand, it's pretty devastating. Even\n
more so if your target is midair.|

\s[2]
... Regardless, bows are not my forte.|

\s[5]\e[5|1]
Nonsense! The fact that you could immediately\n
identify the flaws with them just shows that\n
you've a natural talent for them!|\n
All you need is some training to understand\n
how to turn those bad situations into\n
advantageous ones. And I'll teach you myself!|

\s[2]
Er... Well--|

\s[5]
Then it's settled! I'll go set up\n
some dummies and get out my old notes\n
from the academy. Stay right there!|
\s[-2]

\f[5|nil]

\w[16]
\m[2|3]\w[4]
\s[3]
Wait, Lord Sigurd!|
\s[-2]

\s[3]\b[3|2]
Sigh... I would have preferred\n
to avoid this conclusion...|\b[3|0]\n
However, I think this was always\n
the goal he had in mind.|
\s[-2]

## B
## Battle
\f[3|Fredegund]
\s[3]
... \b[3|2]Lord Sigurd, is that you?|

\f[1|None]\name[1|Sigurd]
\s[1]\x[Sigurd]
Shoot, I was hoping you wouldn't notice me...|
\s[-2]

\b[3|0]\m[3|4]\r[4]
\w[16]
\f[1|None]\f[0|Sigurd]\m[0|2]\w[8]
\s[2]
Sorry, that was probably a little weird.|

\s[4]
I must admit it was a little unnerving.\n
Why were you watching over me?|

\s[2]
I just wanted to see if you'd incorporate\n
any of the stuff I showed you in battle.|\n
If I announced myself, I was afraid you'd\n
feel obligated. So, I kept my distance.|

\s[4]
I see... Well, I have actually, but I just\n
dislike the bow in general. If anything, I\n
will use one as a last resort method.|

\s[2]
What made you dislike bows so much? Did\n
you get a splinter from one or something?|

\s[4]
... I would rather not continue\n
this line of questioning, Lord Sigurd.|

\s[2]\m[2|2]
Whoa, questioning? I'm just curious about\n
you, that's all. Despite being from the same\n
territory, I barely know anything about you.|\n
I mean, that's what friends do, right?|

\s[4]
... I was not aware that was what we were.|

\s[2]\e[2|1]
Sheesh, 'Freddi', my sister gave you a silly\n
nickname, what else could we have been?|

\s[4]
Maybe I am just... uncomfortable with the\n
idea of being casual around nobility.|

\s[2]\e[2|0]
Would you feel more comfortable if I spoke\n
to you the same way my father does?|

\s[4]
I... no. No offense to Lord Gunther,\n
but he is... a very harsh man.|

\s[2]\e[2|1]
He is, yeah. Elves apparently all get a lot\n
more cynical in age. If that's my future,\n
I'd like to avoid that if possible.|

\s[4]
I do not believe you will have trouble with that.|

\s[2]\m[2|2]
Hey! You making fun of me?|

\s[4]\e[4|1]
... Perhaps.|

\s[2]
Good. Now, we can be friends for real.|
\s[-2]

## 16 or Ch20 base
\f[6|Sigurd]\m[6|5]\w[8]
\s[5]
Hey! Freddi, fancy seeing you here.|
\s[-2]

\f[2|Fredegund]
\s[2]
Ah, Lord Sigurd. Well met.|

\s[5]
You know, you can drop the honorific\n
when it's just us. Just... not Gurdy.|

\s[2]
You don't like Lady Brunhilda's nickname?|

\s[5]
I don't have the heart to tell\n
Bunny I absolutely hate it.|

\s[2]
That is a shame... I found it rather cute.\n
Both of the names you two have, really.|

\s[5]\m[5|5]
R-really? Well... I mean if you want to call me that...|

\s[2]
What was that?|

\s[5]
Er, nothing! Anyway, where are you headed?|

\s[2]
To the stables. I like relaxing with the horses\n
when we have some time to take for ourselves.|

\s[5]
Really? Interesting. Well, I'll join you then.|

\s[2]
You enjoy the company of horses?|

\s[5]
Eh, not really, but I have to learn how\n
to ride before my father disowns me.|\n
I'm not afraid of them like Pellinore,\n
just never really felt a connection.|

\s[2]
Well, if you would be uncomfortable--|

\s[5]\e[5|1]
Nonsense! As long as you're\n
there, I'll be fine.|

\s[2]
I see...|
\s[-2]

\w[32]

\s[5]\e[5|0]
Ahem! So, did you grow up on a farm or something?|

\s[2]
Pardon?|

\s[5]
You know, because of the horse thing.|

\s[2]
Oh, er... The family my father worked for\n
had many horses. So I was around them\n
quite often when I visited him at work.|

\s[5]
Ah, so he worked for the nobility, too?\n
What territory was he working in?|

\s[2]
...Fafnir. He worked under... The\n
noble house who shall not be named.|

\s[5]
Huh? Oh, you mean uhh... Liuva, right?|

\s[2]
... That is correct. If I may ask,\n
what is your opinion of them?|

\s[5]
Same as everyone else: They were awful.|\n
They treated people like trash, sold my own\n
elven people into slavery, had ties to the\n
black market, and blackmailed other families.|\n
My only wish is that I got to meet at least\n
one of them in person so I could've shot them\n
right between the eyes. Alas, never happened.|

\s[2]
... ... ...|

\s[5]
Sorry, that was probably a lot.\n
Hard for me to hide my feelings.|

\s[2]
It is fine... I did ask, after all.|\n
I actually... just realized there was\n
something else I had to do, so I\n
actually must go. I apologize, Sigurd.|

\s[5]
Ah, damn.\e[5|1] Well, I can wait for you.\n
Luckily, my schedule is is clear today.|

\s[2]
Er, there is no need for that... But,\n
if you insist... I will come by later.|

\s[5]
Works for me, see you then.|
\s[-2]

\f[2|nil]
\w[16]

\s[5]\e[5|0]
Huh, her whole demeanor changed when\n
talking about House Liuva... I'll bet\n
she was a victim of their shit too.|\e[5|2]\n
Rotton bastards.|

## A
\f[2|Sigurd]
\s[2]\e[2|1]
Fredegund! Sheesh, you are a difficult\n
woman to track down. Almost feels like\n
you've been trying to avoid me, haha.|
\s[-2]

\f[5|Fredegun]\w[4]
\s[5]
M-my apologies, Lord Sigurd, I--|

\s[2]
Hey, remember, no 'Lord', just Sigurd.\e[2|0]\n
What's up with you? You seem on edge.|

\s[5]
I... I just am not sure how to face you.|

\s[2]
If this is about the other day, it's\n
no big deal; I don't think you stood me\n
up on purpose. Water under the bridge.|

\s[5]
... Sigurd, do you have feelings for me?|

\s[2]\m[2|2]
Whoa, where did that come from?\n
Er... I uh... Shit... Yeah, I think I do.|

\s[5]\r[5]
Then this cannot work. We are\n
better suited as allies in battle.|
\s[-2]

\m[2|3]\w[4]
\s[3]
Hey, hold on! Listen, it's fine if you\n
don't feel the same way about me, I'm\n
not here to try and pressure you.|

\s[5]\r[5]
Sigurd, it's not that... I feel\n
as if I have deceived you, and\n
that does not sit well with me.|

\s[3]
Eh? I... don't know what you mean.\n
Whatever it is, I'm sure it's fine.|

\s[5]
I... You would hate me if you knew.\n
And I--|

\s[3]
All right, fine then. Keep your secret\n
if it'll make you feel more comfortable.|\n
But, it doesn't really matter to me. As long\n
as you're sincere about our friendship, it\n
doesn't matter to me if you hide something.|

\s[5]
But--|

\s[3]
I'd rather have a friend over anything else.\n
Come on, Freddi, I'm begging you here.|

\s[5]
... Okay. But, I will tell you everything...\n
Just, not now. Another day... The future.|

\s[3]\e[3|1]
Fine with me. Now, enough of that, are\n
you going to stop being awkward around me?|

\s[5]
I... I'll try.|

\s[3]
Good, now, let's go!|

\s[5]
Where are we going?|

\s[3]
The stables of course. My father sent over\n
a foal for me to get used to for riding.|\n
He's about two years old. Which apparently is\n
the time to start getting him used to the\n
idea of riding. I wanted to show you him.|

\s[5]\e[5|1]
Oh, I'd love to! What have you named him?|

\s[3]
Grani. I didn't name him, but\n
it kind of fits I guess.|

\s[5]
A noble name for a noble steed.\n
Yes, let us meet your horse.|\n
And again, I apologize for earlier--|

\s[3]
No apologies necessary! Seriously, it's all\n
right. I'm just glad we're still friends.|

\s[5]
I am as well.|
\s[-2]