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The Little Kitten

So @piecesofchess has been having a hard time and I have been in a sorta unmotivated mood lately, so I decided why not write some cute Baby!Lucette short stories! It’s very very short but I think it’s cute. Enjoy.

King Kane of Valencia, more commonly known as Supreme Commander Kane, had a very strange problem. A non harmful problem, but a problem nonetheless. And it involved his niece, Princess Lucette Favero.

She won’t stop meowing. And refuses to speak.

The problem first popped up when her maid, Alma, contacted him saying that Lucette was not behaving herself. A rarity. Lucette was usually a well behaved child, but a child she still was. And like any child, she had her acting outs. Most of the times they would be corrected by Alma and done with but on occasion, Kane himself would have to speak stern words to her.

However, this particular situation might prove to be one he may have to accept defeat on.

“Lucette.” He groaned, trying again to make his nine year old niece see reason.

“Meow.” She responded, the same as before.

“Are you a kitten or a princess?” He asked,rising to his full height to look sternly down at her.

“Meow meow.” 

He hated that he knew exactly what she said just from the cheeky grin on her face.

“Fine then. And just how long are you going to do this?” He asked, sighing heavily. His little niece’s bright blues blinked and stared up at the ceiling for a few minutes in thought, nose scrunching up in concentration before going back to him and holding up one finger.

“One hour?” He guessed, only for Lucette to shake her head no. She held up one finger again and then pointed to the sun that shone through her giant Polarian style windows.

‘One sun? Oh.’

“One day? You are going to meow for the entire day?” He questioned, irritated by her persistence. But when she nodded her head with that serious look on her face, he sighed, accepting her condition. Sometimes, it was best to give the victory to the child rather than wrestle with them. Something he had learned over is years of raising his niece.

Finally dinner time, at least for Lucette. While his Elites talked about the events of the day, he kept his eye on Lucette who had been enjoying her favorite dish of tomato soup and grilled cheese sandwich. An oddly simple meal for a princess but one that she liked and one that didn’t require many resources. At the moment, however, she was trying to reach the pepper shaker with little success. After watching her struggle for a few more minutes, he decided to intervene.

“Lucette.”

She perked up, her head whipping towards him with her eyes wide.

“Do you need help to get that?” He inquired, getting a smile and head nod from the little girl.

“What do we say when we need help?” He pushed, watching her mouth open with a bit of smug satisfaction as she began to fall right into his trap. 

Only for her to freeze, eyes narrow then slowly shut her mouth with a smirk.

‘Of course she caught on.’

“Meow.” She said instead, her nose high in the air.

“Well I am not going to get it for you if you do not ask properly.” He replied back, settling back into his chair. Lucette’s face fell, and she slouched down in her chair, puffed cheeks telling her anger. Until a gleam appeared in her eyes and a sneaky grin spread on her face.

‘What is she planning now?’ He wondered, his head tilting as he curiously watched his niece stand up on her chair and grab the table cloth.

‘She wouldn’t dar-’ His thought was cut off as she did actually dare. She pulled the table cloth towards herself, before reaching with her entire little body and snatching up the pepper shaker. As she settled into her seat, she shot him a triumphant, wide smug grin before shaking the desired amount of pepper into her soup and continuing on happily eating, ignoring the confused looks of the Elites.

He was getting through his paperwork in his study when he heard the door to his suite open and close. At first, he thought it some meddlesome assassin or pirate gotten lucky, reaching over to where his sword was hidden next to him behind his desk. It wasn’t until he listened closely that he realized that the heartbeat of the intruder was far too small to be the heart of an adult and was far too calm to be the heart of someone who didn’t belong. 

When the soft patter of small feet met his audio, he relaxed, pulling his hand away from the sword and waited. As he thought, when the door to the study squeaked open, familiar blue eyes peeked in.

“Meow?”

“Yes Luce mia, you can come in.” He answered. The second he ended his sentence, Lucette left her spot and climbed into her usual spot of his lap, cuddling into his white blouse. Snatching up his coat from a nearby chair and curling it around herself like a blanket.

“I am correct to presume that you are more than pleased with yourself for not only your dinner stunt but for the entire day?” He asked, even though he had no need because he can tell she has that cheeky grin on her face again.

“Meow.” She answered proudly, hopping a bit. He looked at the clock on his desk, noting that it was five minutes before midnight.

“You know you are going to be punished for that, right?”

“Meow meow meow meow.” She replied, unbothered by the prospect of grounding. He isn’t surprised. She had Aleta’s stubbornness and the Favero family pride. Or is it the Lionerian Royal family pride she inherited? Perhaps even both.

That’s when the bells from the clocktower in Florenza began to ring, signalling midnight. They both remained silent until it finished before looking at each other.

“Daytime over!” She said, finally in words.

“Yes, meaning that it is time for little princesses to get their rest.” He stated, picking her up and rising from his seat. 

“Can’t I sleep on your bed tonight, Uncle?” She pleaded, doing her best to convince him with the puppy eyes. 

“Do you think you deserve to sleep on the big bed tonight?” He asked. If he were human, he would have raised an eyebrow at his niece.

“Yes!” She answered firmly, not at all sorry for her behavior. Were he anyone else, he would have been surprised by the audacity of his niece. But he was not, a faint flickering of pride appearing.

“Very well then. You will find out your punishments tomorrow. I will humor you for tonight.” He said, carrying her to the rarely used bedchamber. Laying her under the blanket and covering her up, he placed a small kiss on her forehead before going to leave only to be stopped by his niece.

“Buona notte, Zio. Ti amo.”

He was silent for a second before quietly responding.

“Buona notte, Luce mia. Ti amo anch’io.”

A Gears Work Au Writing.

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Where can I read The Light of Valencia?

On Deviantart @ Kingdommaker. You’ll see a folder in my gallery that says The Light of Valencia and that’s where you’ll find the chapters. I made sure that they were in order there. I want to post it in other places too but I’m still iffy on that. Warning be prepared for some minor spelling mistakes in the first five or so chapters. That was before I learned ho to properly edit. Hope you enjoy it, though!

Elite’s relationships with Lucette Headcanons

Phule and Lucette have a very strange relationship. On most days they get along and throw jokes at each other. Other days, they are venomous and have utter disdain for each other. 

She always looks forward to Rooke returning home. She will wait for him at the docks, hug him, then grab his hand and drag him to the garden to talk about stuff with him. And Rooke always looks forward to it.

Lucette usually does not personally go out of her way to mess with Bishop because he ends up doing that to himself, but if he was dumb enough to mess with her or piss her off, then she will personally make his life much more miserable.

Deacon was the first of the Elites to be introduced to Lucette by Kane and thus, has a deeper connection with her than the others. She goes to him the most if she has a problem or uncertainty but doesn’t want to tell Kane. If she makes him swear not to tell Kane something, then, as long as it isn’t something harmful or drastic to her or the kingdom, he will keep it.

Queen loves Lucette like a daughter and can become very defensive regarding her. There have been times where she will defend Lucette or argue on her behalf to Kane. It both sometimes irritates him ad pleases him greatly.

Kane will sometimes watch Lucette play in the gardens as a way of taking a break from his work. Occasionally he will go out and sit with her and will let her tell him about the plants she’s working on, what they do,etc. He finds it very relaxing and soothing in an odd way.

(inspired by @piecesofchess answer to my question of Rooke’s bad memory.) Rooke was not allowed to play or really handle Lucette when she was younger. He is exceedingly strong and sometimes forgot his own strength, to the point where he has accidentally killed people or accidentally ripped them apart. Kane was not about to risk losing his heir to his own soldier. So anytime little baby Luccete wanted to spend time with Rooke, she always had a few guards with her and had top keep a few feet away from him. It wasn’t until she was in her teens and had a stronger body, that Kane lifted the no touching rule. Now, she is allowed to climb up on Rooke’s shoulder and pretend she’s taller than everyone whenever she wants. 

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This may be extremely sudden and off-putting, but I am seriously considering deleting this blog for once and all.

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