Instructions

...and with that you'll be able to strengthen the connection from your side, while we do it from ours" Fraum finished.

The man and a few trusted advisors looked over the couple pages of instructions that made their heads spin. "Ok now that you have that we'll go back, this connection is tiresome to maintain while the path is so weak" Fraum said.

"Wait!" The king yelled out.

"Yes sir?" Fraum said with a tired expression.

"Can you assure me you'll keep my daughter safe?" He asked assertively.

"Don't worry, no harm will come to her" Fraum guaranteed.

"How are you so sure?" He wondered where the boy's confidence came from.

"Anyone summoned to our world cannot be harmed physically, they could have a whole mountain dropped on their head and not have a scratch. It's just the way it works, makes them perfect guardians" Fraum explained.

"I ask that you bring her to see me at least once a week, just to make sure," the man asserted.

Fraum nodded and asked "anything else?"

The man thought "what does she gain from being in your world, besides safety?"

Fraum took a second to feel the energy of this world. His eyes widened before he asked "Sir, is this the best quality of natural energy in your world?"

The man squinted inquisitively "yes, in a liveable place anyway."

Fraum smiled "whatever you do to absorb energy to get freakishly strong, she'll be living in a place with ten times the quality. For every year you train she'll have trained for ten..."

All the men's eyes widened.

"...along with the knowledge she picks up during that time. Of which that paper isn't even a fraction."

One of the older men turned to Alia's father and said "with the Princesses talent if she were to diligently practice for eight years, she'll have caught up to you. Another half and she'll have surpassed your highness. If she does so for at most ten she'll have surpassed everyone who's ever lived. No matter how talented. And technology like this could propel us generations ahead."

The king looked up, smiled wryly then sighed while pinching the top of his nose between his eyes. Which surprised Fraum.

"Of all the kids, to get this opportunity it had to be Alia" he sighed again.

Fraum looked over to Alia who had an embarrassed frown. "What?" Fraum asked.

The older man answered "well of all the king's progeny Alia, the youngest, isn't quite the most... dedicated learner. Always protected her father, mother, five older brothers and four older sisters, will do that."

"Shush you old fogey, you don't know what you're talking about! Hmph!" The girl pouted.

The king sighed again before putting on a firm face and tone "Alia I know I've coddled and pampered you all your life, but this is an unprecedented opportunity. Do! Not! Waste! It! Understood!?"

Alia cowered a little and said "yes father of course. By the time I return I'll be sure to be strong enough to at least beat old Crowley down" looking over to the older man who spoke before. Who now had a cold sweat on his brow.

The king chuckled "good! We'll be sure to get to work on our side as soon as possible. Your name?"

"Fraum" he answered confidently.

"Fraum, good. Be sure to take care of my daughter, or else I'll come over there and break your neck. Understood?" The man glared.

Fraum didn't back down and said "you have my word."

The king nodded looking him up and down. Impressed by his fortitude "good see you next week."

Fraum nearly sighed in relief, maintaining even this bit of communication was taxing. After cutting off the connection they both found themselves back in the vigil room.

"You're back! How'd it go?" Mael asked.

"Good Grand Master, her father is literally the ruler of their world. All of its resources will go to strengthening the connection. And we'll be in contact every week" Fraum reported.

"Good lad, hopefully there will be good things to learn from them. Did they seem to be reasonable people?" Mael asked.

Fraum looked over to Alia "they have a bit of a short fuse, but seem to be more reasonable then inhabitants of some of the other worlds are reported to be, once you get to talking with them."

Alia frowned angrily "what short fuse, we are perfectly calm and rational most of the time. How'd you react after being transported, in less than adequate attire, to an unknown place? Or have your daughter suddenly disappear and be told you don't know how long until you see her in person again?"

Miss Jones smirked and said "her eminass has a point Fraum."

"Can you stop using demeaning word play to refer to royalty?!" The princess flipped out a little.

"I'll think about it... your mobigtity" she laughed to herself.

Alia was stunned by "mobigtity? Nobility? More big titty?" She looked down at her chest and pulled the cloak in closer. Her face turned red.

Mael turned back to Fraum and said "while you were busy, I contacted the capital, specifically the Symbol Master's Association and told them of your achievement. Congratulations Fraum Zedfrik, you are now officially enrolled into the capital's Symbol Master's School with a focus on combat Symbol Master. You will go to learn with the best resources and best Symbol Masters in the kingdom! And there you will continue to study and build upon your one of a kind connection to another world. I wish you all the best with your bright future!"

Fraum's eyes immediately gleamed with anticipation. However dimmed a little as he looked back and forth between Miss Jones and Grand Master Mael.

They both smiled before Mael said "don't be so down kid. I'll still be here whenever you need and you won't have to say goodbye to Miss Jones."

"Huh?" Fraum wandered.

Miss Jones smiled "the combat instructor is getting quite old up in the capital. Can't quite do what he used to, better for him to train auxiliary units here instead of elite students there. So I'll be relieving him and you'll both be stuck with me. After all, I can't let my best student run away from me with her ladyass here, all alone to the big scary capital."

"Hey! Stop talking about me like that!" The princess sulked.

"What, you don't have a lady's ass? It looked pretty cute and bouncy when I saw it. Right, Fraum?" Miss Jones teased.

Both him and the princess turned red. For overlapping reasons, but the princess had a little more anger than embarrassment. Miss Jones, having a mischievous idea at both of their reactions went up to Fraum, lifted up his chin gingerly and said "hmm you're quite bold in a fight or even stare off, however I seem to have found your weakness."

Her other hand slowly went up to her chest, she hooked a finger to the neckline of her shirt and slowly tugged it down showing her deep valley of nice brown skin. Much to Fraums surprise.

"A woman's... charms. I'll have to hammer that out of you..." she said as she let her shirt snap back into place. Then walked away with a small sway in her hips, getting beside them behind the girl glaring dagger at the boy.

"...one way..." she continued from behind the girl, as she reached around both sides "...or another!" She finished as she grabbed the opening of the cloak and yanked it open. Causing Alia's breast to jump out as she was holding it closed at two points lower down. Alia gasped, Fraum gawked, Miss Jones giggled, and Mael gazed into space as if he was communicating with another world.

"Hey!" Alia yelled as she turned around to Miss Jones' smiling face.

"What? Your plumpassintitties? What do you think of Fraum big, plush, smooth, and pale like polished marble? That is a ladies ass, right?" Miss Jones asked like she was getting thoughts on a painting. Alia immediately pressed the back down, just to find the front pulled completely open.

"Hmm carpet matches the drapes alright, is silver a natural color where you come from? Really goes well with your pale skin and pretty pink pompussy and nippilities" Miss Jones continued to nonchalantly tease.

Fraum was in a stupor while Mael thought "you already did pompous and noble, you're slipping Katlan. Though I guess it gets under the girls skin all the same."

Miss Jones having had her fun backed away letting the girl close the cloak. While walking away she said "I'll see you two tomorrow at the northern city gate at noon, we'll set off for the capital then. Should take us three to four days."

"Wait!" The princess exclaimed.

Miss Jones stopped and turned around "hmm? What is it? Your gracefultitts?"

The princess swallowed her pride and asked "do you have another spare set of clothes I could borrow?"

Miss Jones smiled "sure thing" she grabbed into her bag and threw a lump of cloth. Alia caught it with one hand and smiled until she saw what it was. A simple black string thong with a very small triangle. She looked at Miss Jones like she was a cruel monster.

"What? It's all I had left after what you destroyed before. Don't worry it covers more than you think, you could bend ninety degrees over and spread your grandass cheeks and your grace hole won't be seen. I'm sure you want to protect your last vestige of modassty after you brazenly flashed the whole school and the three of us multiple times. I know it doesn't feel great to be embareassed, butt I think you'll do fine. See you" Miss Jones laughed hysterically as she walked out the door.

Mael rolled his eyes and thought "I guess she ran out of nobility puns and just started running with what worked..." he looked over to Alia red faced ready to explode. He thought fast, "...better get her cooled down before she breaks something."

He looked over to Fraum who seemed to be getting himself together. "Fraum, how about you take her to your room and let her borrow some clothes, and here..." he took out a bag sounding like it was full of coins “...every Apprentice gets a monthly balance for taking care of their guardian. They might not die if you don't feed them and clean them, but they still like to be comfortable. This is a little bit extra for her wardrobe."

Fraum nodded and started to walk away before Mael grabbed him and whispered in his ear "now despite your guardian not being a large animal, yours might be one of the highest needs. A spoiled princess, good luck."

Fraum sort of understood what he was getting at and took it under advisement.