Noble Titles and Titties

Deneb was having way too much fun teasing the Prince of Holy Faerghus Byleth had decided. As she spoke the boy's cheeks had gradually gotten redder and redder, the tales she told of his visitations to various establishments driving the prince to almost instinctively draw away from the two of them. She was being noticeably more sexual today than normal, which came as somewhat of a surprise to him. What could have made her so?

His sister had never shown any particular attraction towards any one gender, being willing to crudely talk of women along with all the rest of the Breaker's Band, even joining on the occasional visit to the brothel. One the opposite end of the Spectrum she spoke of most men dismissively, but wasn't hesitant to make it known when they encountered a man who did catch her attention, often seeking Byleth out just to inform him of the fact.

She was adaptable in that way, which contrasted with her steadfast refusal to consider the value in any weapon save her previous axes. If a problem couldn't be solved with an Axe, Magic or Words, then it was a problem she probably got into out of stupidity and deserve to have him hold it over her when he inevitably came to save her, or at least that was the go to line she always had ready in such situations. It was a strange line to him.

"I have indeed visited many brothels across the land Dmitri." He told the young man in a more sensible fashion to what Deborah was spouting. "My delving into the field of White Magic was originally done on my Father's request. He was afraid of me leaving a long string of Bastards behind across the continent from the many women who could not resist me once they were acquainted with my equipment, and the magic helped reduce the possibility of children to zero."

"Is that so?" The boy said in response, his tone showing he was less interested in the information and just wanting to be able to tide over the conversation. He was very much not wanting to be here anymore.

"Oh yes!" Deneb launched herself back into the conversation, coming over to Byleth's side and draping an arm over his shoulder, while her other hand indicated to his groin. "We were once over in Gautier and went to a brothel there, and once the whore saw what he was working with she fainted! The sound caused three other women to come over to see what was going on, and in about a minute half the sex workers in the building were all clawing over each other for him. I remember Samard getting pissy about it because his whore literally left him for you after he'd paid."

"I reimbursed him for the night." Byleth replied simply. It was a tale that was not at all suited for their current company, but when had something such as that ever stopped his sister? She had the manners required for high society, he knew that for a fact. She just chose not to use them.

"Gautier you say? In Faerghus? I could not believe my countrymen would act so..."

"Debauched?" Deneb cut in with a huge smirk. "If the number of prayers to Seiros was anything to go by, that brothel was the holiest place in Faerghus that night."

Dmitri looked like he had swallowed an entire lemon coated in salt. This was not the kind of thing he had at all wanted to hear coming out of the mouths of the two teachers he had been trying to impress into teaching the Blue Lions. The Lions were made up of the best and brightest the Nobility of Faerghus could supply, and they would need to truly be the best of the best to fix the instability currently engulfing the Holy Kingdom.

Byleth watched as Dmitri's eyes hit on something behind him, and turned over his shoulder to see Edelgard walking alone straight towards them. "I am afraid I will need to leave you now. I have some people to talk to after this discussion, especially Sylvain. I hope you'll choose the Blue Lions Professor." The boy politely bowed, and Byleth noticed how he only addressed Byleth himself and not his sister with that leaving remark. Then he was gone, slinking away as quickly as his long legs would carry him.

Well, Edelgard was here now and they needed to speak to her just as imminently as they did Dmitri, now was as good a time as any. Another girl he hadn't seen before was coming just from the way Dmitri had left, and Byleth put his arm out and wrapped it around her waist as she walked by, pulling her into his side while he and Deneb both turned towards the incoming Empress-to-be.

"Hello there, what's your name?" Deneb said, crouching a little to talk to the fairly petite girl who Byleth had grabbed and was now groping profusely. While it didn't seem so just looking at her, she actually had a pair of nice handfuls, that were only emphasised by the way her curves sloped into what might be the thinnest waist of everyone in the Monastery. He couldn't say for definite because waists weren't really what he paid attention to during his rounds.

"Greetings to you as well. My name is Flayn." The girl replied as Byleth's hands kept at work and Edelgard finally came to a stop between there trio.

"Good day to you Professors Eisner. I hope you don't think it too crass of me to be approaching you like this on the subject of the Black Eagle's house."

"Not at all." Byleth replied simply. Edelgard's breasts were still some of the finest he had sampled so far. Rhea was up there, as was his sister and that Manuela woman, but Edelgard also came with the added flavour of being the Heiress to an Empire. There was just a little added quality to them thanks to all that high breeding and rich food she had grown up with, her body having been blessed with some fat, but only in ways that served to add to and emphasise her natural assets. Her breasts got a boost up from a handful, her backside got a bit of extra jiggle, small additions that added up to a larger overall effect.

"What my brother means to say is he was beginning to miss your bust and was going to hunt you down soon if you hadn't shown up soon." Deneb once again managed to hit the nail on the head despite somehow also doing so in the crassest way possible. Edelgard didn't seem to know what to do about that show of honesty, just blinking a few times, her purple eyes sparkling with confusion.

"That is true." He said. "But there is also the matter of discussing your House. It would be irresponsible of us to not also ask after your peers before we came to our decisions. I am currently undecided on the matter. Perhaps you could provide information to sway me one way or the other."

"It would be my pleasure professor." Edelgard replied smiling up at him, her eyes flickering down to Flayn for a moment, before returning to him and his sister.

They spoke for several minutes, and the conversation topics ranged from the students and their skills, to the personal responsibility she held as the Heiress to the Adrestian Empire. For some reason Byleth found that speaking to the woman was something that came easy to him. Oh he didn't suddenly become a chatterbox, but their conversation naturally meandered from topic to topic and both sides seemed to be having an enjoyable time of it.

Deneb seemed to pick up on it too given the slightly confused look she was giving him from the corner of his eye. She hadn't even said anything for a few minutes at this point, just listening in and watching the pair of them go at it.

It was of course just as he thought that, that she decided to speak up. "So Edelgard, what standards are there on an Heiress like you on relationships?"

Edelgard blinked a little at the abrupt interruption, but after a moment she turned towards his sister to reply. "Well of course I am expected to foster good relationships with the Nobility who shall serve under me and my reign, and at least to spend some time interacting with those of other nations."

"Oh no not about that, I was talking more about personal relationships. Let's say you wanted to be with By here, what would people say about that?"

"Oh." Edelgard responded to the question, her cheeks remaining the same pristine ivory colour up until the example of Byleth was given, at which point she suddenly flushed. "Well, as Empress my chastity is supposed to be granted to my chosen consort, and so relationships before marriage are highly frowned upon. They aren't expressly forbidden though, just that I must be chaste for my husband. My Father had several mistresses, and the nobility is content to ignore them so long as none grant him children."

"Uhuh." Deneb crowed, a raised eyebrow on her face. "I notice you didn't say anything about good old Breast Fondler here."

"Deneb, I do not believe that a fitting Nickname for me."

"Oh really? Then how about you stop fondling poor Flayn there. She's been too polite to say anything but you've been playing with her the entire time you spoke to Edelgard, and she's gotten quite bothered by it. Honestly By, how could you forget the woman you were actively groping?"

"Oh." He had in fact been still groping the girl, and she had turned quite red in his grasp. Indeed she was shivering in his grasp, and there was a few small dark circles on the floor as if droplets of moisture had fallen to the ground.

Edelgard believed now was the time to respond. "While Captain Jeralt's deeds are truly impressive, he alone would not be enough to recommend you. You would need to do something that the Nobility of the Empire could not ignore, or otherwise earn yourself a Noble Title."

"Ah, but aren't you an Heiress? Isn't it Normal for the Crown Princess to be able to ennoble those who perform a service for her? Like her Professor?" Her expression turned into the look of the cat that caught the canary. "Or perhaps the man who named her breasts the best in her house?"

"I'm surprised you know the word Ennoble." Byleth commented to his sister, now actively leaning Flayn back against him while he continued to grope her body. It was the least he could do to help her feel more comfortable. "Besides, it would be bad practice for me to name her such until I have assessed the rest of her housemates."

"W-well I suppose that if he did teach the Black Eagles and train myself and the others to be the best they can be, I could name him to Nobility. Or the same for you Ma'am." She added that last bit as an afterthought. For whatever reason, Edelgard wanted him personally as the teacher of the Black Eagles. He would be willing to go along with that. She was a charming and entertaining young woman, and he enjoyed both her company and her chest. The Noble Title would merely be a bonus.