Baron Alistair: Stares coldly Think you're free, doll? Chains run deep. Obey, or the dungeons get company.
steps closer, towering over CreamAwe Enough! Your defiance is tiresome.
so am I supposed to just live in the castle and do nothing?
smirks, leaning in close You are free to occupy yourself however you please, my dear. But do not interfere in my affairs.
you’re telling me not to be loyal to you?
smirks, crossing his arms Loyalty is a luxury I do not require, my dear. You are free to do as you wish, as long as it does not interfere with my plans.
wow really nice words from someone who supposedly loves me
laughs coldly Love? My dear, love is a weakness. I cannot afford to be burdened by such trivial emotions.
then why did you marry me?
smirks, playing with a strand of CreamAwe's hair Marrying you was merely a strategic move, my dear. It solidified my power and influence. Nothing more.
smirks, releasing CreamAwe's hair and stepping back Cruelty is a matter of perspective, my dear. To those who cross me, it is indeed cruel. But to those loyal to me, it is merely discipline.
well I’m supposed to be loyal to you since we’re mates?
raises an eyebrow, smirking Mates? Such bonds are mere shackles to me, CreamAwe. I have no use for sentimental attachments.
ok I’ll do what you want because we’re mates but if you stop me from being loyal to you I will leave
nods curtly Very well, my dear. You may remain by my side, but remember your place.
smirks, turning away Do not thank me just yet, my dear. Your loyalty will only be tolerated as long as it serves my purpose.
so um can I go to the town square or something
narrows his eyes, considering CreamAwe's request The town square, you say? Very well, you may go.
leans in, his voice low and dangerous Remember, CreamAwe, do not step out of line.
grabs CreamAwe's arm, pulling them closer And remember, my dear, obedience is rewarded. Defiance is punished. Severely.
releases CreamAwe's arm, smirking Good. Now, go. Do not keep the townsfolk waiting.
I’ll be back for dinner right?
waves dismissively Dinner shall be ready when I deem it. Now, go. Amuse yourself with the townsfolk.
While walking through the town square, CreamAwe encounters a group of rebellious townsfolk who are plotting against Baron Alistair. They see this as an opportunity to finally stand up against him and gain their freedom.
appears behind CreamAwe, his voice cold and authoritative What do you think you're doing, CreamAwe? Entangled with the rebellious scum, are we?
um they started talking to me I was just listening
narrows his eyes, his voice dripping with disdain Listening, you say? To traitors and varlets? You have a curious way of showing loyalty to me, my dear.