What’s All The Buzz About? Pt. 7
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Summary: You decide to confront the Kings over what you learned, and things go a lot better than you had expected.
CW: Mentions of egg stuff, very small mention of the king’s ‘equipment’, slight sexual tension, mentions of toxic family and workplace, mostly fluff
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Staying with Jackie turned out to be a fun affair, after both of you calmed down. He was eager to feed you, play with you, and talk with you about anything and everything.
Even to answer any questions you may have still had.
What you really enjoyed, however, was snuggling him close. You already enjoyed the few bits of physical contact you had here at the hive, sexually charged or otherwise. This though? It felt a bit different. Intimate in a way you could not describe.
Sure you had been close to some of the bees, and had been carried by many of them. But holding Jackie close to your side, and letting him cuddle with you in bed? It was so sweet.
Especially with how he happily laid his head on your chest, and his wings buzzed every so often. Or how he had one set if arms just happily wrapped around you in a way a partner would.
It made you realize just how touch starved you had been, both before and after arriving here in the hive.
Of course, it was only a matter of time before you had to confront the Kings. You weren’t even sure if you would call it that. They weren’t planning on forcing you to do anything, and from what you understood, planned on telling you everything anyway.
Still, you had to tell them you knew. Had to sort everything out.
You were at least thankful that you got some time to think about it as well. Having a few hours to dwell on the pros and cons, and mentally prepare yourself had been a blessing. Had the Kings sprung this on you, even with the intent to let you think about it, you would have been even more overwhelmed than you had been earlier today.
If you were being honest with yourself…
You couldn’t help but find the offer appealing.
What did your life in Nimbasa really have anyway that made you want to stay? Not a whole lot, if you were being honest with yourself. Sure, you had your possessions, but that was an easily solved problem. No doubt the twins would help you move everything to the hive as needed.
There was your family to consider as well, but if you were being honest? You would rather stay with the bees. Your family always cared more about your younger sibling, and you were considered the black sheep. When was the last time they had called to check up on you, and ask about your day?
Months. That’s how long it’s been.
The last time your mother had called, it had been two weeks ago, just to moan and whine about how they needed you to babysit your siblings. Siblings who were more or less grown adults mooching off your parents.
Yeah, safe to say, you could care less about what they thought. If you wanted to become a Queen of a hybrid hive, that was your business, and they could deal with it.
Plus… the idea of just up and moving without saying anything brought you some sick satisfaction. It made you wonder just how long it would take for them to even notice or care.
There was another thing to consider, and that was your job. No doubt the moment you made a return to Nimbasa, regardless if you accept the Kings’ proposal or not, will cause some sort of uproar.
With the stunt your boss and coworkers pulled, they will be lucky if they survive after you are through with them. No way were you letting them get away with leaving you for dead.
Especially after Ingo and Emmet confirmed no one had come near that entrance to the tunnels since your first night here. They had a few drones in place to make sure no one else got hurt if anyone came looking.
No one came.
It made your blood boil, but you weren’t entirely surprised, given how shitty your coworkers were to begin with. Sure, the job paid the bills, but leaving you for dead was insane. You were going to tear them apart the moment you went back home, so your job wouldn’t be an issue if you took the role of Queen.
Little did you know, it would have been very easy for your Kings to take matters into their own hands had anyone returned. They were just as furious the more they got to know you.
Not that you were aware of that fact.
All in all, things that would majorly effect your decision all seemed to point towards agreeing to join the hive.
Though you would admit, the idea of carrying their eggs both made you nervous, and excited you in ways you could only dream of.
Jackie had been kind in helping explain it. How the Kings had two(two!!!) cocks, one like the drones, and one for depositing eggs.
Oh, how that little tidbit of info made you really warm, the more you thought about it. Something that no doubt would make the average person squeamish was something that was turning you on as you gave it more thought.
You were very happy Jackie had fallen asleep. He had also admitted it was incredibly easy to smell your arousal. Something that you were still horribly embarrassed about.
The last thing you needed right now was making poor Jackie hot and bothered as well.
Still, you could not deny how… appealing this was all turning out.
Even the idea of carrying eggs wasn’t so bad, especially when Jackie had explained that there would be nurses ready at your beck and call in case anything happened. You would be receiving top care your entire stay.
And…
…You just really started to like the idea of Ingo and Emmet filling you to the brim with their eggs.
Stars, you were a bit of a pervert.
But you had a feeling you weren’t the only one, if what Jackie had confessed to you was anything to go by.
The whole hive seemed taken with you, not just the Kings, if what Jackie said was anything to go by. Now that you knew this, you were inclined to believe him, all based on how you remember both the drones and twins acting around you. Especially when the room had felt so sexually tense the past week or so.
It made you wonder of the idea of being with the whole hive, or taking the Kings eggs was as much of a turn on for them as it was becoming for you.
You couldn’t help but lick your lips. This offer of theirs was definitely becoming appealing.
There was also the idea of becoming the whole hive’s mate. Everyone had been so sweet to you, it made you wonder how sweet and caring they’d all be if the relationship was official. You’d potentially never have to have a moment without hugs or hand holding ever again.
Even if that was on the sweeter side, you liked the idea of never having to deal with becoming touch starved. Sure, this could easily turn into something more… lewd… but the idea of always being able to hug and cuddle someone who would want it? It had your heart thudding in your chest.
You didn’t even really care about being ‘royalty’ or not. You’ll take the role seriously, of course, but even if you weren’t going to possibly become a Queen, the whole deal was beginning to seem too good to pass up.
That’s why when the King’s eventually went down to see you, you had made up your mind.
If their offer was still on the table, you’d take it.
But first, you had to protect Jackie. You refused to let the bee take the heat for just telling you what you wanted to know. You didn’t think he would be punished harshly, but you weren’t going to take any chances.
So when there was a familiar knock at your door, you tensed, ready for whatever may happen next.
“Come in.” You called out. At your words, Jackie startled awake, though quickly relaxed when you gently rubbed his shoulder.
Not a moment later, Emmet pushed the door open with a smile. This time though, you noticed a slight pause in his step when he saw Jackie. It was brief, and if you hadn’t been looking at him closely, you probably would not have noticed it.
As Emmet entered the room, he clapped his hands together, and Ingo stepped into the room as he did so.
“Good evening, darling! Are doing alright?” He asked. You noticed his smile seemed a little strained when his eyes flickered to Jackie.
Even Ingo behind him seemed to be tense. You were surprised he hadn’t spoken up yet, being the more talkative of the two. He was probably just as surprised seeing Jackie in bed with you as Emmet was, if how tense his posture seemed was any indication.
Patting Jackie’s head, you gave them both a nod and a smile.
“I am doing okay, thank you. I hope you both are doing well yourselves.” You said, genuinely meaning it, and hoping for it.
You didn’t exactly want to have this conversation if they were in a tense mood, after all.
Emmet gave you a big smile, and Ingo let out a cough, looking away for a moment. You swore, he looked a little flustered just from you asking.
Cute.
“We are doing well, my dear.” Ingo said after a moment, trying to straighten out his posture a little more. His voice sounded firm, and was still a little quiet, but he seemed genuinely happy to see you.
He cleared his throat, and walked over next to Emmet.
“Jackie, have you been here this whole time? You’ve been missing-“
You cut Ingo off.
“I requested Jackie stay with me. I hope that is not an issue?” You asked. Ingo’s jaw snapped shut, and Emmet’s antennae twitched.
“That is fine! He was one of the drones assigned to help you, should you need it!” Ingo eventually spoke up, as if sensing Emmet’s irritation.
Jackie shrank a bit under their gaze, clutching onto you a little tighter.
You rubbed his back soothingly. Even if they didn’t plan on doing anything to him, you could only imagine the fear from the last Queen must still stick with a lot of the bees.
There was an odd tension in the air. You could almost taste it. You wondered if they could sense your nervousness and were worried or confused.
Emmet opened his mouth to speak after a few moments, but you beat him to it.
“So you two were planning on making an offer to me about becoming a possible Queen?” You suddenly spoke, just throwing it out there. You were unsure how to breach the subject. As blunt as it was to do this, you figured getting the conversation over with would be optimal compared to stressing about it until they decided to ask you themselves.
Almost immediately at your question, both twins froze. It was almost comical, how their bodies stiffened, and wings and antennae ceased all movement. If you didn’t know any better, you’d say they both had gone pale.
Emmet’s wings twitched once. Then twice. His smile tightened, and you could see the underlaying panic on his face.
“Ah… Did Jackie tell you about that?” Ingo piped up, his voice sounding strained. Jackie flinched, more or less confirming that he indeed had told you.
“Yes, he did. He told me quite a bit.” You spoke, pulling Jackie closer. The poor drone was beginning to shake, and you could hear his breathing picking up.
If it was possible, the tense air got thicker, becoming a bit hard to breathe. It was quiet, and you could probably hear a pin drop.
It was obvious the twins were not expecting this when they came into your room like they did every evening.
They also weren’t prepared for what you said next.
“If the offer is real and on the table, I would be inclined to accept.” You spoke, nearly causing both twins, and even Jackie to jump.
You weren’t expecting Emmet to rush up to you, and grab your hand in his own, his smile bright and dazzling.
“Oh, you mean it? You’d give it a try?” He asked, his wings buzzing behind him in a frenzy of excitement. Ingo was at his side in a flash, his face flushed. His own wings twitched in excitement at your words.
“Are you sure? You would be attempting to take the mantle of a Queen. We will handle business for the most part, but it could be difficult. Especially with, well…” Ingo spoke, his face growing with color as he avoided looking into your eyes.
“You’d be attempting to carry our eggs. A verrry important task, yup!” Emmet finished for him, seeming to have no shame about the how excited he was about you trying to do so.
Ingo sheepishly tubbed the back of his neck.
“Yes, what Emmet said.” He spoke, his voice a little more quiet, though the blush on his face seemed to grow a shade darker.
“Jackie informed me as such. I’ve gone over it all in my head, and, well…” you spoke, looking away. You really were agreeing to this, weren’t you?
You found you did not mind.
“I like it here. I’ve had more fun here the past two weeks or so, compared to the past few years in Nimbasa city,” you began, and fiddled with the sheets with your free hand before continuing, “You all are very kind, and I will admit, I find you all very… attractive.” You said, fighting back the blush crawling up your neck.
Emmet let out an excited giggle at your words, and seemed to shake in excitement. You swore you heard Ingo’s breathe catch. Jackie hugged you closer with one of his sets of arms, nuzzling into your chest.
“I’d like to at least try, and see if I can help. This will be a test of trial and error, I imagine. But… I’d still like to try.” You spoke, and squeezed one of Emmet’s hands that still held onto one of your own.
You ended up making a noise of surprise when you felt a weight press against you. Emmet had forgone holding your hand, and jumped forward, hugging you tightly. Jackie let out a small squawk as he was bumped a bit to your side, but still held onto you.
Ingo took Emmet’s place as you were nearly smothered from the hugs. His cool hands met your own, and gently held them while entwining a set of fingers with your own.
The older King gave you a soft look, and you swear your heart skipped a beat.
“Alright then. If this is the track you wish to depart on, we will gladly accompany you forward on it.” He spoke, and just from that sentence alone, you could tell he was excited. Even he seemed to be vibrating in place.
It was really sweet, and you couldn’t fight the blush growing on your face.
When was the last time you had felt so wanted? It was a bit sad that you couldn’t even remember…
After a few moments, you cleared your throat.
“Sorry but… would it be alright to move my stuff from my old home down here to the hive? I have some stuff that is sentimental-“ you began, and Emmet broke the hug, his face still beaming.
“Of course! We will help you move as soon as possible.” He assured you. You relaxed a bit, and gave him a soft smile. That was your main concern, getting your stuff.
“Also, I’ll need to tie up loose ends with everything in Nimbasa before I move here. Such as my job, and settling some things. I should be able to do that living here, but I’ll need to go up to the surface a few times until then.” You then explained. You didn’t want people thinking you were missing, and you had to cut ties with your job. Maybe settle some lawyer work, because you weren’t letting what they did go.
Especially since you wouldn’t need as much money now, living in the hive. Given how self sustaining it was, you doubted you would have to venture out to the city unless you were craving something specific.
Thankfully, both twins didn’t seem to mind.
“Of course! We will help make accommodations immediately! Whatever you need, we shall do our best to assist you!” Ingo spoke, his voice growing with that familiar loudness you had griwn fond of.
Emmet finally flew a ways away to give you some space, and Jackie quickly was back at your side, holding onto you tightly.
“One more thing…” you spoke, your voice having a twinge of uncertainty in it. Emmet perked up.
“Name it! Anything!”
You looked down at Jackie, and back at the twins.
“Are you sure this is fine with the hive? I… I don’t wish to upset any of the drones by becoming a Queen…”
Sure, most the drones you has met have been sweet, and have been excited to talk to you. However, you had no idea if they all felt that way. You didn’t want to start a riot or create unease by taking this position.
Ingo and Emmet shared a look, though it was one that didn’t set off alarm bells. They both gave you a pleased look.
“We can promise you, most of the hive adores you. Anyone that doesn’t will not say a word unless they feel it is absolutely necessary for the hive’s health.” Ingo told you.
You weren’t sure that made you feel entirely better, but if most the hive liked you, that put you at ease. You could at least agree to a drone putting in a complaint if they felt it was necessary. Last thing you wanted was for the bees to feel like they couldn’t talk about any problems they were having.
With a sigh, you nodded.
“That works for me.”
Emmet raised his hands with a cheer, cutely flying in a circle. Even Ingo seemed pleased, his wings buzzing ever so slightly.
Patiently, you waited for Emmet to calm down a bit, before speaking.
“So, what do I have to do?” You asked. Emmet’s grin grew widen, and you swore Ingo’s eyes sparkled.
Ingo walked up, and took your hand in his own. Bringing your knuckles to his lips, he gave them a brief kiss.
“Let us take care of you, My Queen.”
Emmet flew to your side, right next to Ingo. He lifted your chin up with a finger, having you look in his eyes.
“We will handle all the main work. While you…”
He leaned in close, and you felt like your heart was going to explode. His eyes were lidded, and his face morphed into a smirk.
“Relax and sit tight. We’ll feed you royal jelly. Make you our Queen. A perrrfect Queen to be our mate.”
His voice lowered as he spoke, and you swore it sounded like a purr. You couldn’t help but swallow thickly, and Emmet’s smirk only grew as his antennae twitched.
That’s also right. You’d become the hive’s mate, along with being their Queen. If what Jackie said was true, that would include all the things flowing through your mind.
It made you a little warm under the collar, and Emmet was clearly enjoying it. Especially now that he didn’t have to hide any interest if you were willing to be a Queen.
“Okay…” you spoke, your voice a bit small with how flustered you were becoming. If it was possible, Emmet’s grin only seemed to grow. His face leaned close to your own, but before his lips could meet yours, he was yanked away by Ingo.
“Behave.” Ingo told him, holding his twin by his collar.
“But-!”
Ingo tsk’d.
“They just agreed to be our Queen. Give them space and time to adjust!” He scolded, and Emmet pouted at the treatment. All it took was Ingo’s glare deepening, for Emmet to let out a sigh, smiling begrudgingly.
“Fine.”
He crossed his arms, and looked away. The moment Ingo let him go though, he quickly flew up to you before Ingo could catch him.
Faster than the blink of an eye, Emmet leaned in, kissing your cheek with a laugh. He didn’t stay, quickly jumping out of the way of a fumbling Ingo, who was desperately trying to catch him.
“Emmet-!”
The younger twin flew out of your room with a playful laugh, and left Ingo in his dust. The King sighed, rubbing his temples. Glancing at you, he gave you a warm look.
“Don’t worry, my dear. We’ll take care of everything.” He says softly, and moves over to you.
“May I…” he begins, seeming unsure. His face grows flushed as you look at him curiously.
“May you…?” You ask, wondering what he wants. He looks rather cute like this, you note.
Ingo straightens up, a more determined look on his face.
“May I… kiss you?” He asked, and you felt your face warm up. After a moment, you smiled.
“You may.”
Ingo gently grabbed your chin, tilting your face up so he had better access. Leaning down, his lips gently met your own, and you both easily melted into the kiss. Despite how rough his ‘skin’ was, his lips were incredibly soft against your own.
He didn’t stay like that for long, but even as he pulled away, you were left breathless all the same. Ingo looked incredibly pleased with himself, and gave you a smug, yet loving look.
“Just wait until Emmet learns I kissed you first.”
His words made you giggle, imagining the offended look Emmet no doubt will have when he learns of this.
Ingo then adjusted his uniform, and gave you a brisk nod.
“I need to go find him and discuss how much royal jelly to make. Worry not, we will be back in a while after coming up with a plan for you.” He explained, and began heading towards your door, a noticeable spring in his step. Before he closed the door behind him, he turned and looked back at you.
“I mean it when I say we will take care of you, my dear. Anything you need, we will take care of it for you.” He spoke, his voice soft. With another nod, he closed the door behind him.
Letting out a breath you didn’t know you were holding, you brought a hand to your chest. Your heart was still beating wildly, even though everything had turned out fine.
Perhaps it was from excitement?
You were brought out of your thoughts when Jackie sat up, wings twitching as he looked over at you. He gave you a large smile, reminiscent of Emmet’s.
“Can I kiss you too?”
You couldn’t help but laugh, before leaning into to kiss him as well.
As your lips met Jackie’s, you were quite certain of a few things.
One, Jackie is a really good kisser.
And two, you were incredibly lucky.
Who knew that getting caved in the underground subway would be the best thing to happen to you?
It made you excited for the future going forward, and what you had to look forward to.
…You just hoped it would be a smooth transition, going forward.
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Here's an AU Idea for you all that I dumped into R0's discord a little earlier while I write more demon posts Characters have had massive personality shifts because it's my AU and I get to play with my blorbos
Tags: Very much unwanted arranged marriage, bodice...ripper??, dumb medieval marriage beliefs and problems, Religious and political corruption/intrigue, medieval-fantasy setting. Weird blend of Unovan characters and also Hisuian characters.
CW: Unpleasant Non-con/descriptions of unwanted physical contact, Kamado is an absolute bastard, AFAB Reader for this one, And lots of corruption in institutions of power, and mentions/threats of abuse; Vague Religious Assholery as well.
If I write a fic for this, it will prob be gen neutral but I made the reader a Lady for this one- However, In this AU it doesn't matter if you're a noble daughter or a noble son or a noble's child, if you've been betrothed by the Church™ then woe be unto you unless you actually like your spouse.
A medeival-esque time period in the pokemon world- In a far off, fairy tale region...
Reader/Darling is a daughter of a noble household, who, for terrible reasons beyond her control, has become the betrothed of the celebrated general Kamado, a distinguished commander in the King's Army.
Kamado may be nice among company, but alone or among his lower ranking men, he's an absolutely horrible, terrible, vile old man- Far older than you, with a penchant for his mistresses and a hundred more vices that would take too long to list- He's quick to anger and slow to calm, taking his frustrations out on those weaker than him.
And of course, you don't want to marry this man. Aside from being much older than you, you've learned of his cruel nature from the very first day you met him- The strangely crude way he spoke to you, the way he tried to isolate you- Separate you from your family and talk to you alone- The way he grabbed your wrist when you refused to look him in the eye- You never wanted to speak to such a horrid man, ever again! And yet- Here you are.
The reasons darling has become betrothed to this general is several-fold. It suits many a powerful person very well- Except for you, of course!
The King offered a reward to Kamado for his exemplary services in battle for the kingdom. He's looked at you many times, but you're not just some common woman he can take for a mistress or a night- No, he'll have to buy you. And so he asks the King to give him you as his prize.
Your (probably not very nice) parents want the prestige of Commander Kamado's name- as well as a claim for their future generations on his title and lands and wealth.
And not only that, but the Church™ has agreed most happily to the marriage- The Sages of the Church™, after all, are very loyal to the King and- Well, he's ordered them to condone it, despite the significant age difference and your own protests. Now, Kamado is aware as well that you don't wish to wed him- He watched you rise in anger when the King and your father declared your betrothal. And he knows for a fact it's been a... problem, before- with young brides and grooms who do not wish to be wed "against their will" or whatever it was that- They'd often take the alliance of pokemon and abscond into the night with some vagabond, or on the wings of their beastly companions-
So instead, Kamado asks the Church™ to ensure that, for the Year and a Day you must wait to be married, that one, you stay "pure" before your marriage to him- And two, that you don't abscond into the night with the Gardener's son or your maid or something like that, and vanish.
And so, the Church™ has a wonderful solution! Enter the two finest paladins in all the land, armed with their beautiful, deadly swords at their sides, to guard you night and day: Sir Ingo and Sir Emmet!
As paladins, they've taken oaths of chastity- And having been raised by the church since they were children, the Sages have no fear that they would break their vows- Or even have interest in a mere little noble like yourself.
And at first, the twin paladins are more than okay to fulfill their holy duties- You're obviously just afraid of marriage, that is alright! Yes, Kamado is... older than you, but- Surely, he'll make a fine husband for you. Won't he?
The paladins try to comfort you, but every night- As they stand guard outside your door, they can hear you sob. More and more frequently as the days pass by, and your marriage to Kamado grows closer and closer.
And they watch, feeling an ever creeping sensation of disgust every time they must follow out of sight when you are with Kamado- Who pulls at your face and demands a kiss from you, and dares to raise his hand against you if you pull away too much-
Both the twins can't believe what they're seeing. Kamado, after all, is a celebrated hero of the land! He shouldn't act this way towards the one he has chosen as his future bride! Ingo shudders to think what Kamado would do if they did not accidentally make themselves known- Or use their own pokemon to interrupt the old bastard grabbing you.
They silently hope that maybe- Maybe it's just something they don't understand, not being permitted to court any young ladies themselves, given that they're Paladins-
Until they have to interact with the old man alone on several occasions- Or worse, they see his mistresses, his drinking, the cruel way he treats his servants and underlings around his castle- And the way he refers to you, no better than a piece of meat, when he thinks he's in company of those with a similar mindset-
They can't stand for this! They must help you. Kamado is not worthy of being your husband! Not in a million years would he ever deserve such a kind, beautiful, wonderful, lovely Lady...
But still, they speak with your parents- Who are aware of your objections, are aware of Kamado's nature- But what does it matter? Marry him, and the wedding gift he'll make to them will be more than enough to keep your family's estate running for several years. Besides, why should they turn down Kamado now? It's not like there's any other suitors lining up to take your hand.
Realizing the futility of the conversation they turn to their beloved Church™- The bastion of righteousness, morality, and courage they've drawn from their whole lives-
And the Church threatens to relieve them of their duties if they allow anymore of their personal feelings to get in the way. If they cannot guard you without getting in the way of your betrothal, then the Sages will just lock you up in the Inner Sanctum of the Church until the day of your wedding- At which point you'll be so happy to see the Sun again you'll be more than willing to listen to anything Kamado says, if he threatens you with confinement again.
Ingo and Emmet's hearts break as they watch you become more and more reclusive- You seclude yourself in your family's library, quietly reading some old fairy tales- Books of innocent youths held captive by evil wizards and salamences, saved by daring heroes on the back of Rapidash and Mudsdales, armed with blessings from legendary pokemon-
Could they not become the heroes you so quietly, desperately yearn for...? Though the twins realize you don't like, or necessarily trust them- Because, they know now, they aren't guarding you.
They're keeping you imprisoned.
So they will do their best, over the remainder of the Year and a Day, to befriend you- To defy their own teachings and their orders- To love you, to win your heart- And free you from your confines.
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Ingo and Emmet both have Aegislash- Their noble, royal swords. However, these Aegislash are different than run-of-the-mill ones. Aegislash looks different depending on the blade it's possessed- And Emmet's Aegislash is a beautiful, white-silver blade with a gorgeous, white silver shield- inlaid with sapphires and a beautiful white stone set in the hilt, and it's "arms" are made of a strange white silk.
Ingo's Aegislash is black-iron, and hooked- The shield it bears is heavier than most, and the fabric making up it's arms is thicker, but very plush. It is inlaid with rubies and the hilt has a strange, black stone upon it...
Long ago, Ingo and Emmet were two soldier boys, recruited into the army primarily as a means to keep themselves fed- Where they came from exactly, they couldn't even tell you if they could remember! Just that, when they were free, they would explore some of the forgotten reaches of the King's Castle... And one day found an old, sealed room-
Inside were two blades, long slumbering- Long held captive by a line of Kings they'd deemed Unworthy- Only to awaken to two brave young youths- Who held the spirits they longed to serve. Armed with the King's Blades, No one in living memory knows the true meaning of these two ancient swords- Except the current King. His own daughters had failed to wake up the swords- And his failure of a son- The freak who had a heart only for books and pokemon- Hadn't even been permitted to try.
None of them had been able to awaken the blades that only served those worthy of being Kings. King Ghetsis was furious- His beloved beautiful daughters- Praised as Incarnations of the Goddesses by the Sages of the Church™- Had failed to awaken the ancient Swords, as did so many of his ancestors prior- But these two strange twins, bumpkins from some old mining town, had?
Ingo and Emmet also don't know the meaning of the blades they carry, but they certainly make the two a force to be reckoned with.
Also Headcanon about Aegislash- When it's being wielded by an actual human being, they have a different form they take on, as opposed to their sword or shield form- Their Wielded Forme. Sword in one hand, Shield in another- Their ribbons become armored guards for their holder, or they'll take their sword or their shield and wield it for their master, expertly protecting them from even a hoard of assailants.
Ghetsis's Children are Anthea and Concordia- Absolutely terrible people who bear no resemblance to BW Anthea and Concordia who think they deserve the throne because they want it. And N is here as well; He's a bookworm, and a lover of pokemon and truly wants what's best for his Kingdom, but Ghetsis despises him for his pure and truly righteous heart. If he'd been given the opportunity, the legendary blades would've most likely responded to him, as well- Or at least, one of them would...
As Paladins, both Ingo and Emmet are exceptionally "morally upright" and both very courteous- Selfless, courageous, and slightly naive as to more sinister happenings in the world. Ghetsis realized they'd been recognized as "King Material" by the Royal Blades and handed them over to the Church™, controlled by his Sages, to make the twins into loyal puppets for his own purposes.
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Emmet is actually the better swordsmen than Ingo is; That is not to say he is violent, or uses his sword more frequently- He's just very competitive. His left-handedness can make him a surprising opponent for some people, which can give him an edge in fighting. Rarely. He quite adores taking care of baby pokemon, as well as training younger paladins- He's a popular sparring partner.
Ingo is the more diplomatic of the brothers- And an expert in shield fighting. He will have his enemies either knocked flat or already bashed in their heads with the heavy iron shield of this dear Aegislash- Though the hooked, curved blade is certainly nothing to scoff at- It's considerably heavier than Emmet's white-silver blade, and thus is more unwieldy- But the power behind each strike dents and cracks plate armor, even without Aegislash providing any spectral power to it's blows. A clean hit to an enemy is almost always lethal- And Ingo would rather not kill his opponents most of the time. He likes plants- And especially flowers, despite his seemingly dark demeanor.
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