King x Gardener
Thread Topic: King x Gardener
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Casimir’s parents both looked up at them as the two entered. His mother raised an eyebrow, and his father spoke up. ‘Casimir, why have you brought one of our servants to dinner?’
Damien and Michael giggled, and Casimir shot them a look. ‘They missed dinner, Father. So I offered to allow them to dine with us.’ -
Georgie bowed respectfully, trying to keep his hands from shaking. “I apologize for the intrusion, but he insisted I come,” he spoke softly, a small smile on his face as he glanced at Casimir.
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Casimir blushed lightly, looking down. Michael and Damien giggled. ‘Are they your giiiiirlfrieeeeeeend?’ Michael said through his giggles.
Casimir blushed bright red. ‘N-No, no, of course not,’ he said. His parents watched disapprovingly at Georgie, but didn’t say anything as Casimir took a seat next to Michael. -
Georgie blushed at the comment, quickly finding an empty seat as they kept their head hung low.
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Casimir’s father, Damien, Casimir’s little brother’s namesake, narrowed his eyes at Georgie. ‘So, you’re Leonard Clark’s kid, right?’
(I’m so sorry if their father already has a name but I forgot it lmao) -
(i think you gave him a name, but i forgot what it was lol)
“Yes, your highness,” Georgie replied, nodding shortly. -
(lmao fair enough lets just say hes a leonard)
'You're the disabled one, right?' Casimir's father said.
Casimir's cheeks burned. 'F-Father, you can't just-'
'Let them speak, Casimir.' -
Georgie tensed up and nodded, crossing their ankles. “Yes, I am the ‘disabled one’, your highness,” he spoke softly, folding his hands in his lap.
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'Mmm. Poor soul, you'll never be able to amount to anything but a lowly servant, will you? I doubt anyone would be willing to hire you.'
Casimir's nostrils flared, but he didn't say anything. Bella blew a raspberry. -
“Well, your highness, I beg to differ,” Georgie spoke curtly, a calm look on their face. “I think you’d be quite surprised with how capable I am-“
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Casimir glanced at Georgie, giving them a look like "please shut up you really do not want to argue with him."
The king raised an eyebrow, glaring at the gardener. 'Then why, I must ask, do you work as a gardener instead of something more... fulfilling?' -
“Well, sire, it’s because it’s an easy and consistent way for me to make money,” Georgie spoke, making eye contact with the king. “I can’t just drop everything to go pursue a career in something I’ve dreamt of just because I want to, I have my family to look after snd take care of.”
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The king didn't particularly like the fact that Georgie spoke so intelligently. 'And I suppose that's because your family is full of disabled freaks?'
Casimir looked at his dad. 'Father, please-'
'Not now, Casimir.' -
“No, sire, in fact they’re all quite normal,” Georgie spoke bluntly, furrowing his brows ever so slightly. “I take care of my family because they’re my family. They don’t need to do anything to deserve my love and compassion.”
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The king paused for a moment. 'So you're poor, then?'
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