Castle Wildrose - Hallway
Rgh... Confound it... Teleportation magic definitely hurts more when you're wounded.
Are you okay? Ugh, can someone make the room stop spinning...?
It's nothing for you to be concerned about. Now—
Come, MC . Pull yourself together. You're about to be in the presence of the great Malle— ah, I mean, the royal egg!
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Basking in a cradle's warmth, a starlit spark of joy...
Hm? A song?
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Stay with me, the eyes upon which I gaze... Be not afraid, even should this dream fade away...
I know this lullaby...
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Go to sleep, go to sleep, little darling...
What a beautiful voice. What a gentle voice.
Really, now. Is this any time for singing? Has she any regard for the rest of us?Come on, you lot!
Castle Wildrose - Throne Room
Lady Maleanor, are you safe?
YOU'RE LATE, LILIA.
*multiple purple lightning strikes down at the ground nearby*
Whoa! That was close!
MRAH! What in the world?!
My egg and I are in dire peril, yet you've been out gallivanting at your leisure!Fools!
Allow me to extend my deepest and most sincere apologies, Lady Maleanor. We were delayed by an unexpected setback.
Your excuses mean nothing. You're an embarrassment to the royal guard!
F-Forgive us, Lady Maleanor! Augh!
Eep! This ain't no soft-voiced singer! This is one scary princess!
I told you I was more worried about myself and the castle than her!
Oh dear... Was I too loud? There, there. That's a good boy.
Is that the egg?! (Is this Hornton from before he hatched?!)
We were going to enjoy a nice nap before you barged in and ruined it.
That's his name. Fitting for a ruler of Briarland, wouldn't you agree?
It has a fine ring indeed... But how can you be so confident the heir is a he?
The child in this egg is a prince. There can be no question; as his mother, I'm certain of it.
I can scarcely believe it... Am I actually present for our royal liege's naming...?
Hm? Who are these whelps? They have round ears. Are they human?
Eep... That look she's givin' us is sendin' chills all the way down my tail!
They are humans, but they're no foes of ours.
Greetings, Your Highness. I am Sebek Zigvolt!
My name is Silver, Your Highness.
I'm MC , and this is Grim. This is Grim, my boss. I'm MC , his hench-human.
I did not bid you speak, humans.
*ringing, everyone gets brought to their knees*
My legs are lowering on their own...!
Rgh... Can't...breathe...
Lady Maleanor, that's enough.
Her Highness holds little love indeed for humans. I suggest you keep your heads down for a bit.
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