Fates Supports/Leo Felicia
Felicia: KYAAAAAAH! Not again!
Leo: Felicia... You appear to have dropped another plate. Are you OK?
Felicia: I-I'm so sorry, Lord Leo!
Leo: There's no need to apologize.
Felicia: Urgh... I'm still sorry though...
Leo: Nonsense. I've seen you make plenty of mistakes in the past. This wasn't the first, and it won't be the last.
Felicia: I guess that's true, milord. I'm not very graceful.
Leo: True. In fact, it is my observation that you are not suited to be a servant.
Felicia: WHAT?! Don't say that!
Leo: Oh? Why? It's the truth, is it not? One mustn't shy away from the truth, Felicia. One must face it head on.
Felicia: Please, milord! I'll try harder, I promise! Don't make me leave!
Leo: I wouldn't dismiss you personally, though you do cause us undue grief. I was not threatening disciplinary action, I was merely offering food for thought. I implore you to reconsider. This profession may not be the right line of work for you. Now, if you'll excuse me, I must return to my studies. Good day, Felicia.
Felicia: Good-bye, Lord Leo...
Felicia: There we go! Polished and shiny! Now to calmly and carefully carry them over there...
Leo: Hello, Felicia. What are you doing?
Felicia: Oh! Lord Leo... I was just practicing my maidly duties.
Leo: Oh? I don't think I'll ever understand why you put so much effort into such things. You are not good at housekeeping, and likely never will be.
Felicia: B-but if I try my hardest...
Leo: Don't fret. It's not as though you have nothing to contribute. There's another job for which you're much better suited.
Felicia: Huh? What's that?
Leo: Well, you're a remarkable soldier. Though you don't look it, you're quite the spectacle on the battlefield.
Felicia: Y-yes. Gunter tells me the same thing.
Leo: Then what's the problem? You should cease your duties as a servant today. You could do so much more for us if you worked as a soldier full-time.
Leo: What's wrong? Is that not an agreeable proposition for you?
Felicia: I don't mind fighting... I'm happy to help out in the war whenever I'm required to.
Leo: Yes, I know. You are a brave and loyal woman, and you've served us well.
Felicia: But...at the end of the day, I don't want to be a soldier. I want to be a maid. I might not be perfect at it, but caring for everyone is what I want most.
Leo: Hmm. Well, I suppose it can't be helped. Do as you please, Felicia.
Felicia: Yes, milord! I'll do my best!
Felicia: Yes, milord?
Leo: I've been wondering... What is it that drives you? Why do you want to be a maid so badly? As a soldier, everyone would recognize and respect your skills.
Felicia: It's because I want those who cared for me to be proud of me.
Leo: Those who cared for you?
Felicia: Yes. Since I arrived at the castle, so many people have shown me kindness. Like Gunter. He taught me everything he knew about being a servant. He was very strict, but he was also like a father to me. And Jakob too. He looked out for me when I was younger. Even though he says mean things, he's a very kind person inside. And...I want all those people to see me become a maid they can be proud of!
Leo: I see. I had no idea. In that case, I will not press the issue any further.
Felicia: Lord Leo...
Leo: You will need to work very hard, but I believe you can do it. I wish you only the best, Felicia.
Felicia: Thank you, Lord Leo! I'll give it my all!
Leo: Felicia, do you have a moment?
Felicia: Yes, of course. But let me finish moving these dishes first.
Leo: Hm, that stack looks a bit precarious. May I assist you?
Felicia: No, that's all right! I can do it my— ARRRRGGGHH!
Leo: *sigh* I knew that would happen.
Felicia: I'm so sorry, Lord Leo! Are you hurt?
Leo: I'm fine. And you?
Felicia: I'm OK...
Leo: That's a relief. Well, I suppose we'd better clean up these plates.
Felicia: Oh! You mean you'll help?! Thank you, milord.
Felicia: Phew! That took longer than expected. So, um, what was it that you wanted to talk to me about?
Leo: Felicia...I love you.
Felicia: L-Lord Leo?! What are you saying?
Leo: Just that. During our time together, I've grown to admire you. I love how you're willing to devote your life to making those you love proud. You're earnest and strong, yet sweet and caring. You astound me. I wish to be with you, Felicia. Please...will you be my wife?
Felicia: Y-you know I can't do that!
Leo: Why not?
Felicia: What do you mean, "why not"? You're royalty! You can't marry someone like me! Besides...I'm not worthy of you. I'll break all the plates and mess up your laundry!
Leo: I don't wish to hire you as a servant, Felicia. That would be ill-advised. But last I checked, love has nothing to do with menial housework. And yes, I am royalty. A prince of Nohr, no less. That means I can be with whomever I wish, even a clumsy maid. So, please, allow me to ask you again... Will you be mine, dear Felicia?
Felicia: Lord Leo... Yes! A thousand times yes!
Leo: Truly? Thank you, Felicia. You've made me happier than I ever imagined I could be.
Felicia: Heehee. I could say the same thing to you, milord.