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"So, Piorre, where are you from?"
"Not important. I haven't gone back home to that shitty hole in the ground in years. I've got a pretty sweet deal lined up with the Duke of Corraq."
"Duke Geoffrey Corraq the third? The noble who oversees the holy lands? I'd heard they're one of the most chivalrous families in the land."
"They are," said Piorre, shrugging. "It's a lot of pressure being in the public eye like that. Everyone expects Geoff to be good and pure; he can't go out and have a good time. I met him in my divine magic class years ago, and we hit it off. He enjoys nights of... what'd he call it... random debauchery. Boozing and fucking and what-not."
"Which he couldn't enjoy once he left college," replied Nerek, moving the story along. "So what is this agreement you guys have worked out?"
"Every holiday, I show up to the castle pretending to be a guest; the family has to be all righteous and stuff, so I can stay as long as I want. Then I use my magic to transform Geoff so that he looks like my disguise. That way, he can go out and get drunk and get women without anyone flipping out. He gets to be young again, and I get to be a duke."
"So you shapeshift yourself into looking like Geoff, and you both stay that way until the end of the break, right? What's in it for you? Disguising myself as a middle-aged man doesn't sound fun. And wouldn't that mean you have to act noble and pure?"
"I'm helping out an old friend. And I only have to act noble during the day," said Piorre. "All that high court stuff would get old after awhile, but it's fun for a few weeks. No booze, but it's super fancy. And at night I fuck the staff."
"Doesn't that... defeat the purpose?"
"What'd'ya mean?"
"If Geoff is supposed to be a noble gentlemen, doesn't it blow the disguise to have sex?"
"Nah, Geoff fucks 'em too," said Piorre. "He lets me know which ones have sworn not to tell. Some of 'em are pretty hot, too- it's just that his options are limited. He can't exactly pick some slut off the street when he's himself."
"I... well, that's... huh. You've got that planned out pretty well, actually."
"Yeah. I dunno which brats are his, and which brats are mine... but mine would only be, like, sixteen at the max. Oh, and I've also fucked his wife, so... you know. Mind the royal brat."
"Well," said Nerek, thoughtfully. "At least there aren't many possible suspects..."
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"Duke Geoffrey Corraq the third? The noble who oversees the holy lands? I'd heard they're one of the most chivalrous families in the land."
"They are," said Piorre, shrugging. "It's a lot of pressure being in the public eye like that. Everyone expects Geoff to be good and pure; he can't go out and have a good time. I met him in my divine magic class years ago, and we hit it off. He enjoys nights of... what'd he call it... random debauchery. Boozing and fucking and what-not."
"Which he couldn't enjoy once he left college," replied Nerek, moving the story along. "So what is this agreement you guys have worked out?"
"Every holiday, I show up to the castle pretending to be a guest; the family has to be all righteous and stuff, so I can stay as long as I want. Then I use my magic to transform Geoff so that he looks like my disguise. That way, he can go out and get drunk and get women without anyone flipping out. He gets to be young again, and I get to be a duke."
"So you shapeshift yourself into looking like Geoff, and you both stay that way until the end of the break, right? What's in it for you? Disguising myself as a middle-aged man doesn't sound fun. And wouldn't that mean you have to act noble and pure?"
"I'm helping out an old friend. And I only have to act noble during the day," said Piorre. "All that high court stuff would get old after awhile, but it's fun for a few weeks. No booze, but it's super fancy. And at night I fuck the staff."
"Doesn't that... defeat the purpose?"
"What'd'ya mean?"
"If Geoff is supposed to be a noble gentlemen, doesn't it blow the disguise to have sex?"
"Nah, Geoff fucks 'em too," said Piorre. "He lets me know which ones have sworn not to tell. Some of 'em are pretty hot, too- it's just that his options are limited. He can't exactly pick some slut off the street when he's himself."
"I... well, that's... huh. You've got that planned out pretty well, actually."
"Yeah. I dunno which brats are his, and which brats are mine... but mine would only be, like, sixteen at the max. Oh, and I've also fucked his wife, so... you know. Mind the royal brat."
"Well," said Nerek, thoughtfully. "At least there aren't many possible suspects..."