Well, Daniel, a vassal is basically someone who must serve me their entire life most devotedly and give me back rubs and foot rubs and must absolutely absolutely be nice to me no matter what. All they have to do is sacrifice their life and soul, really. Is that too much to ask for?
I'm not stupid! That's exactly what I said, "Danny"! Keep your voice down, some people have headaches, you know!
Anyway! Are you getting situated nicely, Daniel? I know it's quite easy to get lost in these apartments. If you ever need any help at all, please refer to me, the great Lady Serra!
Preferrably at a time where my head doesn't hurt so much.
Ooh, when you finally come, you simply must drop down for a visit. I tried to bake some cookies, but they got all burnt and stuff. And crusty. And it sorta . . . flakes a bit. And they feel as heavy as rocks. But I'm sure if you get a knife, you can probably dig into the slightly edible stuff on the insides! We can call it your welcome party~
Really? But you look like the type of person who would eat rocks. Very well, then, you can have my next batch! I'll just feed these to another unsuspecting vassal! Mwahahahaha!
. . . Hm, if you don't like eating rocks, then what do you eat? I mean, it's not like there's a very wide selection here . . .
Uh...I don't think that. I think I look like a kid that eats normal food. Like stuff that's not rocks. And if you want someone to eat them, maybe you should stop saying they're like rocks? I don't think many people will be very keen to eat them then.
Like I said, I eat normal food. And I thought the apartments provided free food?
Well, we're short a cook now, anyways. People mysteriously disappear, you know, murderers, all that boring stuff.
And whatever do you mean? Rocks are a special delicacy in some places, you know! I wouldn't have told you if you didn't look like the type of person to eat rocks. You are a very rock-eating kid. I have yet to see somebody who looks more eager to eat rocks than you.
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Ugh . . . you're a new face . . . you must be my newest vassal! Ow, ow, ow. What is your name, faithful vassal?
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I don't even know what vassal means. I'm Danny.
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How about, Daniel? How does that sound? I think it sounds brilliant! Like a knight in shining armor!
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No. Not Daniel. Danny. Danny's much better. I don't like Daniel.
And what's a vassal anyway?
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And it's Danny!
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Anyway! Are you getting situated nicely, Daniel? I know it's quite easy to get lost in these apartments. If you ever need any help at all, please refer to me, the great Lady Serra!
Preferrably at a time where my head doesn't hurt so much.
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I'm not even in the town yet, but I'm heading there! I'm already getting help, but, uh, thanks. Weeeiiiird.
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Because...I don't like rocks! At least, I don't like eating them!
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. . . Hm, if you don't like eating rocks, then what do you eat? I mean, it's not like there's a very wide selection here . . .
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Like I said, I eat normal food. And I thought the apartments provided free food?
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And whatever do you mean? Rocks are a special delicacy in some places, you know! I wouldn't have told you if you didn't look like the type of person to eat rocks. You are a very rock-eating kid. I have yet to see somebody who looks more eager to eat rocks than you.
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