Fates Supports/Niles Felicia

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Felicia: And...there. Plated the soup without a hitch. Now to serve it to everyone... *quiver*...*shake*... Ah...aaaah...! N-nooo!

Niles: ...

Felicia: Niles! Oh no! Oh gosh! Are you all right? I'm so sorry! Let me wipe that off right away!

Niles: They told me about this, but I didn't believe them.

Felicia: Huh?

Niles: About your ineptitude below and short of the call of duty, I mean. But to experience it for myself, up close and personal, is something else. Did you want my clothes off so badly that you'd spill hot soup on them?

Felicia: I-it was an accident, I assure you!

Niles: ...*sigh* I guess you're too flustered for the implications to sink in. Well, no matter. I'd just better change my clothes now.

Felicia: Again, I am so, so sorry!

Niles: Right here in the middle of the room is as good a place as any. Don't you think?

Felicia: Wh-whatever you think best!

Niles: And you understand that before I can put the new clothes on... I'll have to strip down out of these soiled, filthy ones.

Felicia: I'll take them straight to the laundry!

Niles: ... You know, it's not as much fun when you don't take the bait. Forget it. I don't need to change—it's not even enough to leave a stain.

Felicia: Oh! So you're not upset? Whew...

B Support

Felicia: Niles, um...I brought dessert for you. I made it just for you, so don't tell anyone about it, OK?

Niles: Why just for me?

Felicia: It's my apology for spilling soup on you.

Niles: Ahh. So you're giving me special treatment, then. Personalized service.

Felicia: Yes. I-I mean, I know it doesn't make up for everything. I just thought...

Niles: No, go ahead. At least I don't have to worry about cake spilling on me.

Felicia: It isn't cake. I prepared something much better than that!

Niles: Oh? Do tell.

Felicia: I'm positive you'll enjoy it. Most people who get a taste of this say it feels like heaven!

Niles: Now you've got my attention. I didn't know you would go to such lengths... You had me fooled with that innocent facade, but you're a real piece of work.

Felicia: Heehee...so you're coming around on me, hmmm?

Niles: I'm seeing you in a new light, that's for certain.

Felicia: All right, now close your eyes, please.

Niles: Funny, that's exactly the light I wanted to see you in next.

Felicia: Now stay still...just like that... Heehee!

Niles: Hello, what's this I'm holding now?

Felicia: Open your eyes and see!

Niles: ...What in the world? It's just a cookie.

Felicia: Oh, it's not JUST a cookie! This cookie is so yummy, you'll feel like you're in heaven! That's why I call it my Angel's Cookie!

Niles: Ngh... If this is a deliberate tease, then my hat is off to you.

Felicia: Wh...what? What do you mean?!

Niles: Don't toy with me. I know you're not that innocent.

Felicia: You don't like the way it tastes...? Don't worry. The name might make it sound bad, but you won't die if you eat it. E-everyone tells me it's really good! I use only the most special honey!

Niles: (She has to be doing this on purpose...)

A Support

Felicia: I brought tea, Niles. Would you like some?

Niles: No, I wouldn't.

Felicia: Oh...well, maybe some other time! Whoa... Aaah! Whooooops!

Niles: ...

Felicia: Oh gods! Niles, are you OK?! I didn't burn you, did I?!

Niles: Well, I am smoldering a bit. But what else is new, eh?

Felicia: I'll wipe it off right away! Ohhh, this is so mortifying...

Niles: Don't bother. And don't bother apologizing, for that matter. I won't mince words. Just looking at you burns me worse than any spilled tea could.

Felicia: Huh...?

Niles: You royal servants...living without a care in the world or a thought in your head. It would be easier to take if my nasty jibes had any effect. At least then I could get some satisfaction out of the shocked look on your face. But you're too dull to understand the most basic double entendre. Utterly loathsome...

Felicia: Y-you have me all wrong... I didn't always serve the royal family! I actually came from the Ice Tribe.

Niles: The Ice Tribe? Really? Isn't that the one King Garon brought to heel under Nohrian control?

Felicia: Yes. I'm the chieftain's daughter, in fact.

Niles: Then you must have come to Nohr from your homeland as a hostage.

Felicia: I-I don't think of myself that way...

Niles: But it's the truth regardless. I'm sorry. I take back what I said about you.

Felicia: Huh?

Niles: Life wasn't easy for me growing up, either. So I take great satisfaction in messing with people who had life handed to them. But in your case, I made a mistake. You weren't raised in any warm, loving arms.

Felicia: Ahaha. You're right, the Ice Tribe homeland isn't warm at all. Still...you weren't so wrong when you guessed I haven't known much hardship. I enjoy my life here very much.

Niles: Oh? Well, I'll let it slide either way. My apology still stands, and I'm willing to overlook the tea you dumped on me.

Felicia: Really...?

Niles: So long as you wipe it up before you go.

Felicia: Of course! I'll bring a towel to wipe you off right away. Oh, and more tea!

Niles: The towel is enough. I've had my fill of tea. Maybe some warm milk, though...

S Support

Felicia: You called, Niles?

Niles: Yeah. Take a seat.

Felicia: O-OK. I-is here all right?

Niles: Anywhere is fine. Today, I decided I'd brew you some tea for a change. Wait right here and I'll fetch it.

(Niles leaves)

Felicia: ...

Niles: Sorry to keep you waiting. Some tea for you, and a cookie to go with it.

Felicia: Unbelievable...

Niles: What is?

Felicia: The way you manage to carry the pitcher AND tray without tripping.

Niles: Heh. Don't assume everyone has the same difficulties as you.

Felicia: Of course. My mistake...

Niles: The cookie is an Angel's Cookie. The recipe wasn't that hard to figure out. As for the tea, it's a special blend I devised myself for the occasion.

Felicia: Erm...a special blend of what exactly?

Niles: Here you are. It should be obvious at a glance.

Felicia: Er... Oh! Hahahaha!

Niles: What's so funny?

Felicia: I'm sorry, I shouldn't laugh. I was just surprised to see you make mistakes too. The cup you gave me is empty! And a little dirty... Someone left a ring in it.

Niles: I didn't make any mistake.

Felicia: Huh?

Niles: The ring is a gift to you. Try it on.

Felicia: What? N-no, that's too much! I mean... I can't accept such a valuable gift.

Niles: Ah, but there's a reason I didn't cheap out on it. This is an engagement ring. I want your hand in marriage, Felicia.

Felicia: ...What?

Niles: I've never met a woman like you. You're one of a kind, on multiple levels. I found myself trying to figure out what makes you tick... And then I realized I'd never been so invested in anyone before.

Felicia: That's...high praise. Thank you. If you can overlook my clumsiness, then...I accept.

Niles: Good. Now seriously, try on the ring.

Felicia: I'd be happy to!

Niles: Nice. It looks perfect on you. To hell with heaven, Felicia. You're the only angel I need.

Felicia: Oh, Niles...