Following Deacon Over To The Side Of The Large Hallway, Lucette Casts A Quick Glance Around Her To Make

Following Deacon over to the side of the large hallway, Lucette casts a quick glance around her to make sure no one was around before finally letting out a heavy sigh, most of her anger draining away. When he asks who had asked for her hand, she could not restrain the eye roll her eyes did, a minor spark of annoyance appearing before dimming down.

“Duke Alfonso VII of Castille. One of the tiny few of human nobles in that stinkhole of Monquista. From what I have heard, he only became duke of that enormous providence a year ago. The Monquistans are quite desperate to have Valencia. Too bad, they will not have it nor me.” 

 Lucette stares out the side of one of the many large windows in the hallway, her icy blue eyes narrowing into sharp daggers at the thought of marrying that pathetic, obvious excuse of a puppet. Not only will that be humiliation of herself, it would be humiliation of Valencia, of her people! And yet for some reason, her Uncle still insisted on her even considering the proposal! No! She knew exactly why! Her uncle could not resist the opportunity of having a chance to take and control Monquista’s largest providence. Of finally having a chance to bring down the prideful monkeys under his control.

@kingarise reblogged for a starter from: Deacon!

The Armada’s Emissary has noticed his creator’s questionable behavior as of late. He witnessed his short-temper earlier this morning while they were discussing important matters. Every time Deacon spoke to Kane, he found the Commander’s responses to be rash and unusually rushed. Reactions he rarely had - unless something has agitated him as of late.

While walking down one of the hallways, he finds Lucette heading in his direction. Deacon decides to stop Valencia’s princess by holding his cane out in her way, ensuring he had her full attention. Whatever was bothering Kane was likely on her behalf - she’d been causing nothing but trouble to both the Elite and Valencia lately.

“What have you done now?” He asks, not bothering to clarify himself.

A sketch dump I guess

To Hauke, Do you like serving the Armada?

Hauke’s body tensed at the deceivingly simple question, his mind carefully but anxiously thinking over his answer before speaking.

“I...I am content serving with serving the Armada. I bear no ill will towards the clockworks or Her Highness. It was my fault I got myself into this mess to begin with. Though, not all of the blame lies at my feet.” Hauke says, the last sentence tainted by a dark growl as the familiar hand of rage clenches his heart as his eyes darken with unwanted painful memories. Until he snaps out of it, blinking the anger out of his grey eyes before sheepishly smiling at the viewer.

“Oh, sorry. Got a bit too into it. I apologize but the only answer I can give is not really.”

Long over-due Anastasia fanart!

Lucette: I’m surprised Rooke would let anyone that close to his face without him banging their head with his axe. Or his shield if he is in a good mood.

“𝘗𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘦 𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘮𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘔𝘢𝘳𝘭𝘦𝘺𝘣𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯!”

Lol, he THINKS he knows everything about it.

(Question for Kane) Ever been to Wizard City?

“𝒰𝓃𝒻𝑜𝓇𝓉𝓊𝓃𝒶𝓉𝑒𝓁𝓎, 𝓃𝑜, 𝐼 𝒽𝒶𝓋𝑒𝓃’𝓉 𝒷𝑒𝑒𝓃. 𝐵𝓊𝓉 𝐼 𝓀𝓃𝑜𝓌 𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓇𝓎𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒶𝒷𝑜𝓊𝓉 𝒾𝓉.”