Once upon a time, just over a hundred years ago, a favor was done for the famed General of Briar Valley. This favor was especially important to the royal family, as without it...
Well, what may have happened is lost to time, forgotten as a part of the deal. Neither of their histories would reflect what had happened. Only those who were there would remember, and the Leech family gained a powerful ally they could call on for whatever such task they needed. Not that he would betray his own people, of course, but as far as he was concerned, they, too, were like family to him. Strange extended family who he only occasionally saw every twenty or so years, but family nonetheless. Over the years, it was less often that the General came through - it already was rare, for more reasons than one - but relations stayed amicable. Even when the General stepped down from his position, focusing his energy on being a full time father, the promise stood true. Call for him, and he would be there.
That is what led Lilia Vanrouge to take up this 'job'. To be someone's guardian again, in a way, was not new. Far from it, even as his own child was nearing adulthood. The specifics of this role, though... to watch over one of the heirs of a whole crime empire? Well, it really brings him back to his younger days, watching over a certain little prince. This time...
This was not a child he was going to be taking care of. From what he'd been told, he needed to make sure little Floyd Leech didn't get himself into too much trouble, assimilated properly with humans, was able to blend in... and complete all of the jobs given to him by his father. Why his twin brother wasn't going to be watching over him was a wonder to Lilia when he was told, but he didn't think to question it. Why would he?
There was only one place where Floyd could arrive from. Lilia was told to wait there, for his newest charge. The small fae man holds his hands in front of himself, dressed far too fancy for such an occasion, waiting patiently for the boy and his two escorts to arrive.
i dont need a BABYSITTER!!!!!! - first meeting
Well, what may have happened is lost to time, forgotten as a part of the deal. Neither of their histories would reflect what had happened. Only those who were there would remember, and the Leech family gained a powerful ally they could call on for whatever such task they needed. Not that he would betray his own people, of course, but as far as he was concerned, they, too, were like family to him. Strange extended family who he only occasionally saw every twenty or so years, but family nonetheless. Over the years, it was less often that the General came through - it already was rare, for more reasons than one - but relations stayed amicable. Even when the General stepped down from his position, focusing his energy on being a full time father, the promise stood true. Call for him, and he would be there.
That is what led Lilia Vanrouge to take up this 'job'. To be someone's guardian again, in a way, was not new. Far from it, even as his own child was nearing adulthood. The specifics of this role, though... to watch over one of the heirs of a whole crime empire? Well, it really brings him back to his younger days, watching over a certain little prince. This time...
This was not a child he was going to be taking care of. From what he'd been told, he needed to make sure little Floyd Leech didn't get himself into too much trouble, assimilated properly with humans, was able to blend in... and complete all of the jobs given to him by his father. Why his twin brother wasn't going to be watching over him was a wonder to Lilia when he was told, but he didn't think to question it. Why would he?
There was only one place where Floyd could arrive from. Lilia was told to wait there, for his newest charge. The small fae man holds his hands in front of himself, dressed far too fancy for such an occasion, waiting patiently for the boy and his two escorts to arrive.
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