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The largest and most intimidating building in the Nether and Over-World is known as The Nether Kingdom. Built-up by its large dark chiseled nether brick and guarded by the strongest and well-behaved Blazes, alongside Wither Skeletons that take on the role as patrol officers around the gigantic stronghold walls that protect the kingdom. Inside said Kingdom, the powerful King Beatriz, a Piglin man who inherited his power from his father. The man's great-grandfather overtook all of the Nether in one swoop of the sword, the first-ever sword of Netherrite with every enchantment that perfectly fits for battle, that was first created by the eldest ruler and has been passed down for centuries upon centuries. King Beatriz's great-grandfather, Asantes, ruled over it just before an unexpected heart attack had departed the long-ruling man. After that his heir came into the picture, with that following down from every ancestor to Beatriz. Beatriz is a Piglin, the largest standing at 8 '7 which is as high in stature as his grandfather. The bigger Piglins are the rarest with their families being the lower of nobility in the land. Unless, one in the walls reaches said height without being in the blood of the family, they will be allowed in for a fight for the crown and join in on the family either through adoption or marriage to guarantee them the title. The young man, to take the upcoming opening of the crown would be Beatriz, who is wedded to his wife, Calista, the pair met during Calista's debutante ball. The two flirted with one another at the party subsequently after Calista went against her father's wishes and got intoxicated by alcohol. The two spent the remainder of the night doing waltzes that the people who would observe the two juveniles were full of passion and lust. People watched in disgust as they thought the act was immoral.
Inelegant.
Scandalous.
People termed Calista for 'sleazy' due to the fact that she was dancing with the prince a couple of times, especially waltzes that revolved around them grasping at one another like starved animals, and would sometimes with her female friends, who were of a less noble class such as herself. The people made many assumptions about the woman, including about her being a tramp who desired his power; A woman who was described as someone who 'got around' with men and women. Though, it was true about her infatuation with women. Calista, however, was consumed by infatuation over the man. For the longest, she's yearned for the man and this night for them to be under one roof would cause the woman to practically explode. The man's reserved nature, that yearned for her to come to him and talk as he found himself tripping over his hooves. Callista was one of the first girl to undergo the protocols of the many girls to be seen as, "Who will be the best man for the monarch to marry." However, due to the thought of her 'Jezebel' nature, she's fallen victim to the reputation and thus was shoved down the rankings. Yet, she was quite the contrary of 'getting around', the woman was just confident in expressing herself, she was a virgin who had gotten caught kissing her, at the time, Lady-In-Waiting and girlfriend, when she was 14. Unfortunately, Callista's lover would be sent away from her, and a deep bargaining left in her heart as she hoped to find love in someone who could give her that same love from her past girlfriend.
Calista was the most captivating woman that rattled the young Beatriz's world. Keep in mind, Beatriz had lines of women who desired and swooned for him, his father had formulated many beautiful women for him to select from, still, he never saw anything in them besides intimacy. Beatriz never felt love for them. However, Beatriz yearned and longed for Calista. The woman had long crepe-colored pink hair that had loose feathered curls that reached her hips, sea-green eyes that radiate like the rare squid species that could glow in the dark blue depths of the sea. The woman had milky pale skin, with her feathered curls that propped themselves on her light pink cheeks and fit her face perfectly. The woman was like a renaissance painting, pure effervescent beauty that was encased and would-be gorgeous forevermore. The woman's looks were just one of the things he adored. The thing, however, that he desired most was her personality; it played heavily into it. Beatriz cherished Calista's ambitious and confident charisma. Callista was rebellious: The young woman continued to do everything to spite her father's preferences with aforementioned eloquent and quick responses and emotionally charged actions. The woman's speaking skills were as if she's been speaking without flaw ever since she was in the womb. The woman threw herself into the egalitarianism of man, woman, mobs, and humans. These and many other 1characteristics that Calista had made Beatriz feel his heart flutter into the clouds that were being pulled and yanked on, her words and actions piloting him as if he was just a mere puppet in her glorious clutches. Beatriz desired Calista not just as the flings he's had in the past, but someone to have and to hold; a woman to push him into his ambitions and compassions; bestowing him the adrenaline he so desperately longed for from his beloved. Calista and Beatriz were newfound lovers by the age of 18, the two were wed at the age of 25. After his marriage, Beatriz's initial bursts of love for Calista build more and more with the exchanges for love, dedication, and determination builds between the two, Calista brought out the best in Beatriz; she was a puzzle that he couldn't solve until he examined the very core of her heart. Calista constantly stepped on Beatriz's mental limitations and pushed him to be his own biggest supporter and bring him to become the man he so yearns to be. Callista was always the woman Beatriz wanted in his life, the woman she wished she was. A woman like Calista: an aggressively compassionate woman that empowers and comforts him.
Beatriz was already on the throne during this time and eagerly wanted to leave it as fast as his first heir was ready as he wanted to spend so much time accompanying his soulmate and his family. The two bear 5 children in total. The oldest being two twin girls; Thalia and Theodosia, the two girls had mere Piglin features that only consisted of large, elongated Piglin ears that down pointed and cloven hooves for feet. The two sisters are quick witted, sharp fighters, stunning commanders and trainers. Thalia was the eldest of the two, she and her sister were graced with long flowing hair that resembled their mothers, it reached their hips yet, it was always tied into a ponytail for Thalia with some of her hair on both sides of her face perfectly curling inwards near her mid neck. Thalia and Theodosia shared features from their mother such as hair type, hair color, eye color, skin color, etc. However, there was a big difference between the two-personality wise. Theodosia would often leave her hair down, she loved how the wind felt when she rode her horse that was composed of no flesh or organs but just a skeletal system, which showed how carefree she was and was often seen as someone with ballistic and a bombastic personality whilst her sister was more of a calm and secluded type. Theodosia was the peak of determination for the lace of heir, which she ended up getting after her sister decided she wanted to be the lead commander of wars that were going on and wanted to lead them into battle. Theodosia regretted quickly her ascension to heir. The twin was then moved to Grand Master of the Knights which consisted of communication with wither skeletons and the act of training new blazes, this caused Theodosia to want to change up her look by cutting her long hair, when she first began to interact with wither skeletons, to a messy cut that ends near her shoulders with an undercut that's only seen when he hair is put up into a short ponytail. Theodosia's determination comes heavy into play when she was training with the mobs when she was 17 resulting in burns on her arms and a large gash on the left side of her cheek. Regardless of these moments the mobs began to fear her never ending firmness of her position. The mobs began to respect her in a way of looking up to her which brought Theodosia to tears whilst her mother would wrap her wounds after seeing a change in their behavior to her. With Thalia and Theodosia out of the heir spotlight it would then fall onto their son, the successor to the nether kingdom and prince of the underworld. Technoblade.
The male has the top part of his face resembling a pig, his eyes were large and pure white, he had small ears on top of his head that were often laid down and perk up when up in attention, alongside having two protruding tusks accompanying sharp edges that originate both sides of the snout. The male had ivory skin tone, that he shared with his mother, and two long Piglin ears that were sharp and planted where his human ears would be. A human mouth with sharp canines resembling a Canine that protruded upwards and crossed his top lips, alongside, long pink hair that resembled his mother's color and her feathered curls that reached his mid-back yet was cut when he was at the age of 10. it then reached his upper back and his shoulders. The male also has cloven hooves like his older sisters and younger brother however, he's always covered them in insecurity and often found himself feeling this immense insecurity of these monster attributes. The next of the children was a young boy by the name of Sawyer.
Sawyer was the young boy who had borne more Piglin DNA than all of his kinfolk as his whole body was identical to his father. Sawyer's only human characteristics were walking on his hind legs and having human hands instead of cloven hooves, another thing he shared with his father was his temper. Sawyer was a bratty, arrogant, patronizing, short-tempered Piglin who hated being the second heir as he believed himself to be the superior sibling due to his more prominent Piglin DNA being stronger than Technoblade's genes, otherwise, Sawyer was still very much physically and mentally weaker than his brother. The boy was just like his older sister, Theodosia when she was younger and often cringes at Sawyer's actions whilst her father and twin sister would chuckle and compare the two. The last and final child was Tasneem, a sweet and small girl.
Tasneem shared many similar features to her older brother, Technoblade, her face was more rounded than her older brother's as he was sharper. Tasneem also had hair reminiscent of her mother's, it was short and often in two low pigtails with many different colored ribbons that go with her different dresses. The same vanilla skin tone that is faded into with the upper faced pig face, large white eyes that are softer than her brother's; Technoblade's are described as 'piercing' and 'articulative' whilst her's are 'sweet' and 'whimsical' as she is often compared to the little girl Alice from Alice in Wonderland. Especially personality-wise. Tasneem is a lot like her mother as a child such as being wildly curious and a clever child; quick-witted able to coerce her maids and butlers to give her things with her high voice resembling a baby bird's songs to their mother as they beg to be fed and features that are like a puppy being released from the box to a little child on Christmas day. There are things though, that also make her spotlight the brightest. Tasneem is the smallest of her family as her older sisters would be reaching the height of 6'0 when they've hit their peak as adults. As a child, she was still 4'11 which was related to her mother as Calista is 5'3 in her adult years alongside the royal doctor explaining that she would most likely stay at her small stature or grow just a bit more; The man said, "Maybe 5'0-5'2 at best." Which the two parents didn't mind neither did her family, except for Sawyer.
Sawyer was a difficult child. As stated before, Sawyer is bratty; self-centered and badly behaved. Sawyer was a wild child who took out his temper tantrums and his annoying voice that resembled a whiny spoiled child. Sawyer was also arrogant, patronizing, short-tempered, the list went as long as his little ego. Sawyer's egotistical behavior had started when he was getting praised for things that Technoblade's meeker and more reserved character couldn't bring himself to do. Regardless of this character, these 'achievenemnts' and supremacy Sawyer so desired, would be nothing more than low and few. Sawyer had eloquent speaking skills especially when he debated for his kingdom with his more confident speaking. However, the only reason Sawyer got his win was that Technoblade alongside his mother, his older sister, Thalia, and his younger sister, Tasneem, had monotone voices that were rarely capable of yelling and showing emotion in their tones which made them sound nonchalant and blunt. Another thing Sawyer possessed was his want and desire for the sole heir. Technoblade was very loose with the position as it's not like he cared for the position, but he didn't want to upset his mother and father by just rejecting it as his older sisters did. Sawyer was told by his trainer for his speaking and leadership skills that he would be the first if Technoblade were to drop out of the position of heir, which could be caused by a number of reasons, Sawyer wanted this position more than anything and expressed this with Technoblade and his other siblings who agreed that he wasn't ready for such position and didn't know whether or not he would even be ready for such a big responsibility. Theodosia decided to be the person who gave Sawyer the talk of being an actual heir. Theodosia, as previously explained, was just like him as a kid, she wanted to be the sole heir and her sister was the only one getting it because she was born an hour before her. Theodosia made it clear to Sawyer how she felt about the position and how it made her feel when her sister rejected it, and she was put into heir training. It was painful, brutal, and agonizing.
The first peace treaty meeting left her crying as everyone argued and talked over her, often belittling her which her father expressed that he was treated the same when he first did his treaty and explains that it's rare to find a calm peace treaty meeting. This caused her to drop out as heir leaving Technoblade to do it. Sawyer took this to heart and immediately expressed that he felt terrible for his family belittling his ideas and accused Theodosia of belittling him as well. Theodosia immediately told him that no one in the family believed he could fulfill the position quite like Technoblade and that Sawyer would reach that potential one day but not now. Sawyer cried to his sister how much he wanted the position which caused Theodosia to comfort the boy and let him cry in her comforting arms. Sawyer understood that he wouldn't be fit, as stubborn as he was, he knew Technoblade was better than him, sadly, he couldn't get over the complex that he and Technoblade shared. Technoblade and Sawyer were terrified of imperfections. Technoblade was conflicted in his feelings for new people and others. Often scared of doing the wrong thing and having an imperfect profile amongst the people of his kingdom and meetings. The young brother felt the exact same way. One slip up and it felt like their world would come crashing down, though, they wondered "Why?" It's not their parents, they always did everything to support their decisions and helped them when they did something wrong, it wasn't their siblings as they made mistakes as well and also helped one another when they made them. Technoblade and Sawyer had their moments when Technoblade was 10 while his younger brother was 8. Sawyer never cried publicly, only yelled angrily and grumbled; the emotion he showed was always related to anger. Though, Technoblade had found his little brother crying, he had messed up on a knife signal for the war that his father had taught his older daughters and Technoblade, who mastered it gracefully with no notes, however, Sawyer had slit vertically across his palm and cried. Technoblade professed that Sawyer did amazing, that he didn't master it until he was 10 and Theodosia wasn't able to master it until she was 12. Sawyer bewailed to his brother though and explained that his crying wasn't only caused by the cut but everything about Technoblade. Insignificant is a word he used frequently, he wanted to be better than Technoblade, he wanted everyone to try and intimidate him to then quickly exact his dominance over them. The idea he wasn't even worth fighting, it's not just for looks or the future war sergeant. Sawyer wanted to be an heir.
Sawyer wanted perfection.
Sawyer wanted to be Technoblade.
Technoblade went on to explain to his brother that he should be himself with his own things that he's good at and makes a soft joke about how if they were too similar that one of them would have to be sent away to another kingdom causing a soft giggle to erupt from the sniffling Sawyer. The small boy quickly threw himself in his brother's chest and wrapped his arms around his waist. Sawyer pulled away quickly and looked away with a soft red blush on his cheeks.
"I admire you, Technoblade."
Sawyer's voice stated emotion was heavy in his high voice that cracked twice in the sentence which Technoblade expressed how much he loved his brother, rubbing the boy's pink head causing the little boy's ears to fall on the sides of his head with a small smile. A close bond grew between the boys which showed Technoblade that he and his brother are on good terms, just that his brother was incapable of expressing such sweet emotions. Beatriz and Callista were filled with immense joy after finding out about such a thing with so much joy filling their hearts as they watched their children bond secretly with invisibility potions.
Beatriz, with his last child being born, was now doing much more in their lives such as getting his two older girls were being trained in combat at the age of 16, his son Technoblade was being trained at the age of 8 for academic skills such as to become eloquent in many languages and gaining knowledge from his Gentleman-in-waiting, Philza, a youthful looking man who's been living on the world for the past 5000+ years have seen and met all of Technoblade's ancestors and was Technoblade's father's Gentleman-in-waiting. The two have had a close bond ever since Technoblade was born. During the time of Technoblade being born, Philza was also having his child born. Wilbur, the boy was born from one of the most highly held women in society, Miss Trixten, the woman was much larger than her husband, at least a good 2 feet taller than the 5'10 man. The woman was blessed with looks that would make Persephone green with jealousy; the woman had long baby blue colored curls that reached her hips, her skin was pale; ghostly white, she had large bow lips that had pink lips that made her lips shine with her outfit. The woman had sweet chubby cheeks that were often lit up with pinkness following her large and welcoming smile, blush, and dimpled chin, she has light pink eyes that followed with long white lashes that perfectly surrounded her slender eyes that left piercing sweetness like being cocooned in your mother's arms after you've been first born. The woman wore a pastel blue elegant bell sleeve dress made of crystal organza fabric and silk, she has gold fabric that drapes on top of her chest, it drapes from the front to the back of her waist where it perfectly ties around her gorgeous curves that perfectly crafted around her full figure. The woman had bell sleeves made of the light blue crystal organza fabric that had small diamonds and glow stone dust that was dusted onto it causing soft luminescence into the material, with the golden fabric wrapped around her arms draping from her in betwixt her arms and above her shoulders, the elongated golden fabric draped reaching her knees. This was all topped off with her all-light blue boater hat that had long flaps with a width of a good 3 feet, with a white lace veil that was sewn into the flaps and went down to the floor following behind her like a bride's long veil on her wedding day. The woman had gold rings glittered on her fingers, a large diamond one on her ring finger from her husband, she also had gold tassel earrings with a gold necklace and a white feather attached to it that resembled the first time she met her husband, Philza.
Philza had told his children and Technoblade stories many times, especially of his own life.
You see, Philza was born to a woman known as Meredith. A beautiful woman with flowing feathered curled blonde hair, light sea-green eyes, and pale skin that was cradled with white robes of elegance. The woman was seduced by an immortal being by the name of Aramis, he was blessed with absolutely stunning looks that could make the planets come and surround him as his aura was as beaming as the sun. Meredith wanted a child from Aramis, Aramis wanted to give Meredith said child, however, he knew that to have this child there would be some supernatural difficulties. Aramis would be holding the child in his head and would be giving up his form for the child, that he would be what fuels the child's well-being and that the child would be immortal as he was. Meredith didn't know what to do at this moment, she wanted to give this a chance, to do whatever it takes for this, though she knew she'd miss Aramis dearly. The woman ended up fornicating with the young man and that's when Philza was conceived. However, this was terrible, Aramis had many guards stopping him from doing such things such as falling in love and having children. Aramis was the one who knew so much about the world and was the one who truly could answer any and every question. With this birth, his son would contain all his knowledge and memories upon being born. Meredith knew that Aramis's guards would be coming after her soon after her son's birth, causing the woman to run away, she had nowhere to go and no way to care for the young child. The two had made their way to an area in Japan during the Taishō-era, where Aramis gave birth causing a young boy to fall into his mother's arms. The boy was revealed to have small white feathered wings, a very different color from his father's pale white wings. The boy had long straight blonde hair, fair skin, and light blue eyes that resembled sea crystals. Meredith wasn't able to spend all her time with him, she had left in front of a colorful mansion that was beautifully crafted with a large Zen Garden in the front. The boy was left on the doorstep where Meredith made her way up to accept her fate, she lied to the guards telling them she killed the newborn child. The woman was brought to the chopping board where she was executed and informed of Aramis's creator. Philza was then picked up by a young woman, in her late teens, her name was Chiasa Saito, a woman who was in full control of her late father's wealth following his name.
Saito meaning Purity and Worship, the man sold rare flowers used for funerals and other events for worship nationwide. This is where Philza got his traditional Japanese attire from and has been wearing it since, he has many designs though that he saves for other occasions from his sister. The woman was fully ready to claim the young boy, especially following with his wings as she presumed it was a gift from her god. Chiasa loved and cared for Philza, she taught him things although he already knew them, yet, he never wanted to tell her that he knew all these things as he loved the way her round eyes would gleam with delight when he pronounced a word correctly or when he was able to remember a fact. Their relationship was like an older sister and a younger brother, she cared for him dearly. The two had a close bond rarely seen by siblings, sometimes described as 'unusually good', they never bickered or got into a dispute. The two fed off each other's positivity and lived happily with each other, that was until Philza outgrew her and she died of old age at 106. Philza handed over the estate to his niece and left the mansion to go discover the world where he found his future wife, Miss Trixten, a high noblewoman who handpicked Philza to come and teach her. However, it was clear that she didn't want him to teach her. Oh, Philza told his and his wife's love story to practically anyone who would listen, even Technoblade and Wilbur. That soon changed when Miss Trixen's had her next child, Tommy, a small boy who came out with his father's features such as hair and eyes which was a large contrast from his other son, Wilbur, as he possessed soft dark brown hair and brown eyes whilst sharing the same skin tone as his mother. Wilbur disliked Tommy as a child, he was often jealous of the blonde boy and Technoblade and Philza would often hear the complaining whilst Miss Trixten would have to hear of the baby's babbling and Wilbur's bickering to the child whilst she held little Tommy.
Tommy took up a lot after Wilbur though, he practically stole his older brother's personality and traits. A 'follower', Philza would describe, and his wife would giggle as the two would watch the brothers as Wilbur berated Tommy about his copycat behavior. It was everything Tommy would mimic from the slang he used, to the instruments, to the style choices, everything. It felt like Wilbur had a mini him and sadly, Wilbur didn't believe that imitating was the best form of flattery. It brought Philza to tears when his children and Technoblade would get along. The man would often cook for them whilst Miss Trixten did her magic work that helped pay for toys, food, and many other things. Philza would be a stay-at-home husband; cooking, cleaning, taking care of the kids, etc. The man would often bore his children with stories of his life, especially his love life before Miss Trixten. Wilbur found the love stories, especially the one between Philza and Miss Trixten, inspiring as did Technoblade, however, something about the story brought emotions to Technoblade that were unresponsive. Technoblade was often confused with the emotions he felt for people, his mother and father would explain it beautifully and with full detail, as would his older sisters, Wilbur, Philza, even Miss Trixten. The boy knew his emotions though, he loved his family, Philza, Philza's family, yet it's different with people such as distant relatives and new people he's supposed to get along with. Technoblade was conflicted in his feelings for new people and others. This whole thing of Technoblade's emotional spiral into confliction of how he should feel started with his introduction to other people.
Particularly, his dance partner.
You see, at the age of 11, Technoblade was told by his mother that she wanted him to dance with her one day, particularly, on his day where he is out on the throne, at the ball in his honor once his father descends from it. Technoblade then proceeded to ask his father for a dance partner to teach him which he happily obliged. King Beatriz had decided to ask one of his favorites in the kingdom, the royal alchemist that was hand-chosen by his wife. The woman was named Margaret, a woman with brains as big as the king's brawn; she had a child who was trained by her father in many dance styles. The child's father was Jaime. Jaime was a teacher of dance for the people in Margaret and her family's residence that was in the village that was founded by the earliest Redstone engineering developers which were then only taught for the select three which included Margaret in her early teens. Two of them would be sent out to other kingdoms and helped in Redstone engineering for the royal palaces in the nearby kingdoms. This included Margaret and another person whilst the 3rd would stay and teach the next three upcoming Redstone engineers. Margaret continued to still live in the village even after she was sent off. The woman ended up marrying Jaime, a dancer who then became a dance instructor for those in village who yearned for this type of teaching, the two ended up having a daughter before the two divorced after many disagreements that were too much for the two's relationship to withstand. Margaret then moved out with her child.
Margaret's child name was F/N.
When Technoblade first met you, not for dancing right away but to get to know each other. You were10 years old, as was Technoblade. You were dressed in a frilled white childlike collared long-sleeved blouse that has a black slim satin western bow tie that was elongated to reach the bottom half of your chest. The white blouse was stuffed in a solid black pleated bottoms that you chose to wear that day with colorful floral designs sewn in that resembled white Asters, Black-eyed Susans, Buttercups, and orange and yellow chrysanthemums that were sewn in by your mother. You also wore black gold buckled dress shoes that pushed you up by about 2 inches. Your physical attributes were another thing that stood out to him such as your looks were practically hypnotic to the boy. Technoblade wasn't too sure what made him stare at you, maybe it was the rarity of normal humans, but Technoblade can almost guarantee that you were the most bewitching person he had ever seen and probably the most enchanting human that he's ever been lucky enough to talk to. For a moment, he felt as if he was soaring right out of his body when he felt his skin tingling the smell that you had, it was very different from his family as it was a more overworld smell that was of floral smells, pine trees, grass, all the things that were lacked in the Nether, You played a lot with your features such as twitching your nose or scratching your hands. You felt this sense of insecurity as you yearned for anything besides the stare that you were left with from the prince. You had these eyes that were very much reminiscent of what he wanted to throw himself into, it coincided well with your skin tone. Technoblade found himself truly believing that you were nothing more than perfect.
The interview was held in the negotiation room, which was not a large room, it had a long table in it taking up a majority of the room that was made of Mahogany wood that had a red and gold Astoria grand tablecloth. Three pure gold candle holders had small red rubies encased in some of the crevices and were able to hold 6 candles in each, they were spread out down the table, they were also never lit up unless the windows were covered by the large violet drapes. The large mahogany chairs that were also placed around the table, the number of them depending on the guests, however, right now there were only 5. Two for You and your mother, Margaret, and the three for Callista, King Beatriz, and Technoblade. The two 10-Year-Olds sat across from each other whilst their parents sat on either side of them. The meeting was short and simple, with many questions from Technoblade as the boy had never interacted with a human before, many of the questions were normal yet some left both mothers very shocked whilst Technoblade's father sat there in his nostalgic moment as he remembered when he first met a human. It made him shiver as he cringed at the thought of his questions which were similar to Technoblade's. Technoblade had asked for interests, simple, how you knew how to dance and what types of dances you knew, simple, yet many questions warned a halt from Technoblade. The hybrid prince had asked what you would do if you were in battle and who would you kill if given the chance, a question earning Technoblade a pinch on the ear from his father as his mother sighed. You took a lot of the questions seriously until Technoblade asked for your opinions about being outcast and asked her if you ever felt insignificant to others. These questions were seen as personal to Technoblade's parents, knowing he was probably going to start projecting on you, yet you answered swiftly and quickly. You had spoken about how you felt insignificant, and you spoke of what you did to get over such feelings such as doing something the other people couldn't do that, something you were amazing at, or you would ask for your mother's feelings and advice.
Technoblade stapled this into his brain alongside everything else you told him. You see, Technoblade was quite fond of the way You held yourself and the way you spoke with confidence and persistence. Technoblade admired it. Soon after that, Callista suggested leaving the two to talk more as did Margaret which left Beatriz confused. However, the trio of adults left their children to discuss outside whilst leaving the two. Technoblade immediately asked the question of what You were, you answered that you were a human, Technoblade asked many things that were considered normal to hybrids such as himself. Technoblade alongside this also commented on the way you had done things. Technoblade asked about her father and where he was leaving You to gulp quietly. You answered quickly that you stays with him on weekends but sees him every day due to dance classes. The room went silent quickly, only leaving Technoblade to stare at you with his pure milk-white eyes with a hint of a reflection of you perfectly, as if you were looking into clear water. Before leaving the room, Technoblade made his way over to you where you just stood there and watched as it moved when you swallowed nothing but the air in nervousness.
Oh, Technoblade couldn't find anything to say as he stared at you with nothing but pure admiration. Techno was so caught up in your looks that he never noticed your more nervous demeanor or aura. Infact, he was so caught up the idea was nothing more than just pure infatuation and a yearning to know more of you. Technoblade was so caught up the idea was nothing more than just pure infatuation and a yearning to know more about you. Yet, the one thought that probably ran though his mind, was more than likely that he'll have to deal with you sometime in the near future. What yearning was real that he hoped he wouldn't have a negative situation with you. It killed him to finally notice your more scared presence, the fear practically oozing out of your pores into the holes of his snout as he found himself with half lidded eyes and finding himself looking at you through his eyes.
A complete and full desire to be human rushed over him, this insecurity rushed over him from when he was younger as he saw this almost predator like stance, he had taken over you and looked down into your eyes as if he was hunting you. The young boy found himself apologizing to you softly, while it came out like a mumble you just looked at him and nodded in fear and confusion. You then backed up and bashfully bowed, you bent your knees to the boy before leaving alongside your mother who bid the two adults farewell. King Beatriz was not pleased with what Technoblade had done to you, cornering unprovoked and unconsented made King Beatriz express dissatisfaction in what Technoblade had done. Callista agreed and expressed how it was a great learning opportunity for Technoblade to learn about other humans besides Philza's kids and Margaret but reprimanded that Technoblade should never do that to anyone ever again. Callista expressed glee with the you, she found you smart and charming, Callista stated that you had reminded her of one of her childhood friends and expressed affectionate behavior to you as if you were her child King Beatriz found you calming to be with, he saw his older daughters in your mannerisms and behavior which made the man quite pleased with the decision. Technoblade was left there conflicted, it was his first time meeting a human around his age, a human one at that. Technoblade believed you were more than just qualified for the position; he respected you greatly for dealing with the difficult behavior that he knew he was doing yet couldn't stop the words from rolling off his tongue and admired your responses as they were thought out and put into consideration making Technoblade take great joy in having you as a dance partner and couldn't wait.