Awakening Supports/Cherche Frederick

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C Support

Cherche:
HIYAH! YAH!

Frederick:
Excellent technique.

Cherche:
A true gentleman would announce himself rather than skulk about in the shadows.

Frederick:
My sincere apologies, milady. I was loath to interrupt. Especially when I was being treated to such a virtuoso display of skill.

Cherche:
Heh. 'Tis an honor to be praised by such a renowned and accomplished soldier.

Frederick:
The technique you just used—is it commonly practiced in Valm?

Cherche:
No, actually. It is part of a secret art passed down within my family.

Frederick:
Then I've wronged you more than I thought, for I had no intention of pilfering secrets. Pray forgive my accidental insolence, milady.

Cherche:
Don't apologize, please. I don't mind sharing our traditions with allies. In fact, I can teach it to you if you're interested.

Frederick:
I do not wish to impose.

Cherche:
We fight for the same cause. It's in my interest to help you. Who knows? One day, you might use it to save my life in battle.

Frederick:
In that case, then yes. Thank you. I would like to learn what you know.

Cherche:
When shall we begin?

B Support

Frederick:
Cherche, I want to thank you for teaching me your family's fighting art.

Cherche:
I hope you'll find it useful.

Frederick:
I'd like to return the favor if I could.

Cherche:
Perhaps in the next battle, you can fight alongside me so I might observe you.

Frederick:
That hardly seems a sufficient reward for your services. I was taught that a lady of your standing should expect gifts of gold or silk.

Cherche:
Do I strike you as the sort to be satisfied with trinkets? Why, if I didn't know better, I'd say you'd taken advice from Virion!

Frederick:
Ha! I'd be dead in the grave before I'd take counsel from that ill-behaved scallywa... Er, that is, from Virion! From LORD Virion, a fine and outstanding member of—

Cherche:
Oh, shush. I know what Virion is like. Yes, he was once my liege, but he lost his domains and is no longer a lord. I'm my own woman now. I can go my separate way whenever I choose.

Frederick:
And yet, you do not.

Cherche:
Strange, isn't it?

A Support

Frederick:
Ah, Cherche. Perfect timing. Do you know where I might find Virion?

Cherche:
No. And I wouldn't bother trying to look for him, either. Knowing him, he's off whispering sweet nonsense into some poor maid's ear.

Frederick:
But we are to be marching soon! Will he be ready in time?

Cherche:
Oh, probably. I'm getting his equipment ready as we speak.

Frederick:
That is very loyal of you, especially considering what a cad he is. I think you could teach me a thing or two about serving one's lord!

Cherche:
I told you, he is no longer my lord. And besides, you are the very paragon of loyal and chivalrous knighthood. None can compare to you when it comes to the knightly virtues.

Frederick:
You are far too kind. Yet when I see how devoted you are, it humbles me somehow.

Cherche:
How so?

Frederick:
Hear me, Cherche. For a knight, loyalty is the primary virtue. But to what—or to whom—should it be directed?

Cherche:
To the realm, I suppose. Your liege lord's domain.

Frederick:
And if that realm is destroyed?

Cherche:
Well, er...

Frederick:
The knight's vow of loyalty still holds, but it is directed not to the land. Nor is it to a castle, or to a town, or any particular place. The vow is to the people who make up the realm. As a knight, you owe fealty to Virion and the smallfolk of his domain. You understand this and act accordingly. It is an honor to fight alongside you.

Cherche:
Well, well! High praise indeed, coming from the famous Frederick! But in all seriousness, thank you. And may I say, it is an inestimable honor to fight in the same army as you.

Frederick:
Then that we may both continue to fight bravely, and until victory!

Cherche:
Shoulder to shoulder!

S Support

Cherche:
Frederick? In the last battle, you went too far trying to protect me. You almost let that Risen have a bite of your hide!

Frederick:
I-I was merely careless! My training must have been insufficient.

Cherche:
Normally, you'd dispatch such a foe without a thought, but you were distracted. Distracted, I say, by what was happening to me...

Frederick:
I apologize for the error, milady. If a knight is to defend his charge, he must be able to see every threat and danger.

Cherche:
I'm not your charge, and I'm asking you to forget me and worry about yourself!

Frederick:
I cannot, milady.

Cherche:
And why not?

Frederick:
Because you are as important to me as any prince or lord.

Cherche:
Is this some kind of jest?

Frederick:
I fear I do not joke, milady. I never did develop a skill for it. For how can a man as wretched as I find room in his heart for humor?

Cherche:
Oh, don't be so melodramatic.

Frederick:
Listen to me, Cherche.

Cherche:
...Yes?

Frederick:
When we first came to know each other, it was as fellow knights and comrades. But as we fought, the bonds of friendship drew us closer together. So close, in fact, that I find myself thinking about you night and day. Cherche...will you do me the honor of accepting this?

Cherche:
An engagement ring?

Frederick:
A vow of love and loyalty, until death takes me from you.

Cherche:
Why, Frederick! This is so gallant! ...Of course I accept!

Frederick:
Splendid! Then I shall live and die a happy man!

Cherche:
Oh, enough with the talk of dying. You're under MY protection now. ...Oh, and Minerva, of course!