#juzel imagine

[irvin-mybeloved]

Hey can you do a part 5 of under the patriots flag where Radovan somehow gets in a bind on the battle field and Juzel comes to help/save him please?

I can certainly try!💖

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A Place Under the Patriot’s Flag (Part 5)

Juzel saves Radovan from a sticky situation on the battlefield.

It was another battle against Waldlind, except this time, Marrine seemed to have some tricks up her sleeve. Not only were her abundance of soldiers with their heavily armed crossbows ready to strike down anyone siding with the Union, but she also managed to somehow convince some werewolves to join her side. But they weren’t your ordinary werewolves. They were more bestial.

It was a surprise to all.

Theo, along with his allies, were fighting a nearly uphill battle. Even with Irvin and their own duo of werewolves, things were chaotic. However, Theo had his allies with him. Lassic and Radovan were strong, but these new types of enemies proved to be rather dangerous. 

I mean, werewolves shouldn’t be so large. And they shouldn’t be able to stand on their hind legs. They seemed like a very different breed, one that was even closer to the original werewolf. Primal.

The distant howling let Radovan know his pursuers were close.

He had already injured himself in falling over a tree root, leaving his ankle to be twisted and hard to run on. Add on to the fact that he was being pursued by incredibly powerful and fast beasts, and you can see that he was in real trouble.

But there was so much happening, he couldn’t help getting separated from his men.

Suddenly, Radovan’s ankle finally gave out and tumbled down a small hill until his side collided into that of a mighty oak tree. As black and blue as his ankle was, the older man was able to lift himself back up. However, he had to support his back against the tree.

Then came his attackers.

There was two of them. Big, muscular, and with ghastly looking eyes to boot. The werewolves, much different than the ones he knew of, snarled, baring piercing yellowish teeth at him. Radovan lifted his sword at them as their claws twitched, eager to dig into his flesh.

“I refuse to die like this...understand?” He growled at them, feeling some blood in his mouth. It must’ve occurred after he hit the tree. A hard collision could do that.

The larger of the two werewolves took a step closer to him, snapping his jaws before throwing his head back in a mighty roar/howl. He braced himself for an attack.

But just as one was about to pounce, a rock collided with its skull.

“Hey! Over here!” All heads turned to see Juzel standing on the hill that Radovan just tumbled down. He had no sword, as that was not his strong suit, but he was bouncing a rock in his hands with a determined look in his eyes.

“I think you’re needed back on the battlefield.” Juzel said before throwing another rock, hitting the man-wolf square in the head. It whimpered before both bared their teeth at him, growling. 

“Run Radovan! Get to safety!” He shouted before turning tail and running himself. Now on all fours, the beasts ignored the older man and started to pursue their new prey. 

But Juzel was a man of high intellect. He had a plan to lure them towards the artists.

As the werewolves pursued the Sistina man, Radovan could only smile to himself. Theo didn’t go wrong with this kid, even after the hellhole his family made that island to be. Radovan was able to hobble off and find someone to tend to him.

But after the battle was over, everyone was surely surprised to see Radovan give Juzel so much gratitude. Juzel himself wasn’t expecting all the praise, especially from a lord like him.

Even so, he was humble.

Theo could only be proud of Juzel with how far he’s come. 

I guess the real test now is Sir Balgary XD

[irvin-mybeloved]

#260, 256 and 257 for Ulricka and Juzel with their youngest son Rommel please.

Sure!

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A Little Bit of Luck

Juzel and Ulricka welcome a tiny soul into the world.

#256 "They are so tiny!"

#257 "Welcome home, little one."

#260 "Our sweetest little surprise...."

It was the early hours of the morning. The sun was just peeking out over the horizon, casting golden rays over the swaying waves on the Nordic seas. And the most pleasant sound for any parent was just heard.

The cry of a newborn.

Thankfully, for Juzel and Ulricka, Theo and Siluca offered to watch their twin boys. Bjorn and Ulrick weren’t the happiest when it came to having to be away from their parents, but they tried to behave even if they didn’t fully understand the situation.

I mean, Juzel and Ulricka didn’t need any distractions during this tender moment.

This was the birth of their youngest son, Rommel, who was rather small. In fact, he was small before he was even born, the doctors could tell. It was concerning, and his mother feared that he would be born still.

Luckily, Rommel has a healthy set of lungs on him.

"They are so tiny!" Juzel said in a near to squeal voice, looking like a child as his eyes glowed as he gazed at his son. 

“He’s adorable...” Ulricka said, moving to brush some of her son’s wispy black hair. Then, she frowned when she registered her husband’s words.

“It worries me...with how small he is...” She said, her voice barely above a whisper. Babies are fragile to begin with, and then you take one that’s smaller than usual. Rommel would be extra fragile.

“He seems to be going pretty strong.” Juzel tried to reassure her, even though he was worried as well. He couldn’t even think about losing his son at such a tender young age.

He just couldn’t bring himself the thought.

“But you know the kinds of things I do! I didn’t even know I was pregnant till much later than usual...what if I hurt him somehow...because I didn’t even know he was there...” Of course, Ulricka was worrying much more than she probably needed to, but she couldn’t help it. Ultimately, she feels responsible with her son’s growth and health. His size, she feels responsible for. So, of course she is worrying for his little life.

If something happens, she will blame herself.

“Hey, hey...it will be okay...Rommel just wanted to surprise you, that’s all.” Juzel, again, tried to comfort her. It seemed to work a little bit, especially after she kept looking down at her son, who would squirm here and there.

"Our sweetest little surprise...." She said while stroking the face of the newborn. Her husband couldn’t agree more on that fact.

“I can’t wait for the boys to meet him.” Juzel added, trying to make the situation even brighter by bringing up their already strong children. Of course, Ulricka beamed at the mention of her other sons.

“They will be so excited. Now, we’ll have to remind them to be good examples for Rommel...” She then began to go into mother mode as she trailed off on how it would be important to give all of the boys special attention and so forth so none of them felt left out.

Juzel could only smile at that.

Soon, they were able to go from the doctors to home. Ulricka was only brought to them because of Rommel’s small size. They worried that they might need medical intervention if something went wrong. Thankfully, everything seemed to well, but it never hurt to be too careful.

But the parents desperately wanted him home.

Juzel carried Rommel back, and he could now understand how small he really is. He practically weighed nothing in his arms, but still seemed to be like any other baby. Sleeping and moving on occasion.

“Do you think he’ll be okay?” This was probably the fifth time his wife asked that, and Juzel had reassured her each time.

“Yes. He will be just fine. Now, you need to relax for a bit and just love him.” Juzel told her and she smiled slightly, nodding.

Finally, they reached their home where the memories of their other boys would soon be filled with more memories from their newest son. Stepping into the house felt like stepping into a new world. The father glanced down at his newborn.

"Welcome home, little one." Juzel said while cradling his son. Rommel cooed a bit, thrashing his little arms. Soon, he opened his little eyes, revealing a sapphire blue. Then, he flashed his father a tiny grin, even though he was too young to even know or control it.

Still, it was enough reassurance to tell Juzel that he was going to be just fine. 

[irvin-mybeloved]

May I request a continuation of a place under the patriot flag where Juzel proves himself to Lassic and Irvin please?

Absolutely❤

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A Place Under the Patriot’s Flag (Part 2)

Juzel realizes that to earn his place he has to prove himself to the two most people ready to kill for Theo.

Juzel felt inspired by Priscilla’s earlier words. He was his own man, and not labeled by his family’s terrible actions. Lord Theo saw something in him that put him apart from his father and brothers.

Why couldn’t the others be the same?

Lassic was an intimidating man regardless of if he liked you or not. Juzel quickly learned that Lassic was a very close friend to Theo, and therefore, very defensive of him. Despite Theo’s acceptance of Juzel, Lassic still felt the need to give him a warning.

“I’d sleep carefully if I were you.”

“Don’t even think about betraying Lord Theo...I’ll make sure your ‘redemption’ ends permanently.” 

Juzel knew that all these threats from Lassic just stemmed from his friendship with Theo. He didn’t hate Juzel, per say, he was just cautious as to who got close to his Lord. He didn’t want anything to happen to Theo, and Juzel respected that.

Then there was that chamberlain.

Irvin frightened Juzel on levels he didn’t even know he could reach. For one thing, he was a lot quieter than Lassic. In fact, he never said anything to Juzel. But he stared a lot, and Juzel could see suspicion in those eyes. Irvin worked for Siluca, but it was clear he felt the need to defend Theo just as much as Lassic.

Irvin was much better mannered than Lassic, but Juzel still wondered if the artist was going to slit his throat in his sleep. It was far fetched, but Juzel couldn’t help the fear. 

How could he prove his alliance to these two?

Then it hit Juzel. He needed to show how much both Theo and Siluca trusted him. It was a vague idea, but he couldn’t think of anything else. I mean, he wasn’t much of a fighter. Juzel was more brains than bronze. 

It was really that slave revolt in Stark that would be a turning point for him.

“As we know, my family has oppressed people on Sistina for a while. I know how to start a revolt and get those people to fight back.” Juzel said, causing several of the other lords to look at him.

“It will be dangerous. The people of Stark are aggressive.” Theo said, concern in his voice. Siluca nodded in agreement. Juzel placed a hand over his heart in desperation.

“Lord Theo, please let me take this chance for you. For all of us.” Juzel pleaded, and Theo gave Siluca a quick glance. She nodded slightly.

“I trust you Juzel. But please, don’t die.” Theo said with a slight smile. Out of the corner of his eye, Juzel could see Irvin’s gaze soften. He was definitely easier to get on the good side of when it came to him and Lassic. 

But Lassic looked more in shock than angry. 

After the meeting when the lords departed, Juzel was preparing his own strategy to free the slaves of Stark. However, he couldn't help but overhear a conversation occurring not too far from his room.

"You really trust this guy, Theo?" It was Lassic, and Juzel didn't need to hear a name to know they were talking about him.

"I believe that we can." Theo's voice was confident.

"But how can you trust a Rossini?" Lassic asked. Juzel could hear their voices get louder as they walked past his room. The footsteps soon stopped outisde his room. Juzel nearly stopped breathing as he tried to listen to Theo's reply.

"I know it's hard to explain...but I saw something in Juzel. Something that told me I can trust him." Theo's footsteps resumed, but this time, it was only him.

"You should as well." All it took was those words from Theo to reveal that he knew what his allies were up to with Juzel. He wanted it to stop, and to have everyone get along.

He resumed walking again. This time without Lassic.

Juzel would never know if it was those words that convinced Lassic and Irvin that Juzel could be trusted (Irvin had been listening in the shadows like the good stalker butler that he was). However, they both started to let their guard down around him.

In fact, Lassic even offered to have a drink with him. Irvin, for once, stopped staring at him from across the room.

Juzel finally felt like he belonged, and Priscilla, well she was proud to see that he finally found his place in Theo's ranks.

However, that didn't mean Lassic doesn't tease him from time to time.

Some things can never change.

[irvin-mybeloved]

May I request 27 and 26 in that order for Juzel and Ulricka. [My own head canon]

Ahhh, yes yes💖

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Queen of the Sea

Ulricka comes to her husband for what she thinks is a simple request.

#26 “Pregnant? Are you sure?”

#27 “I want a baby.”

That slave revolt started it all.

Who would've thought that Ulricka, the daughter of the Sea King, would end up with the man who practically ruined her career? She certainly didn’t.

However, everything that happened after the slave revolt revealed a different story. It was during the time after the weddings of Theo and Alexis that Juzel began seeing Ulricka. They talked, any misunderstandings were cleared, and some apologies were given.

Later, they got together, much to the surprise of some.

And even later, they got married.

Juzel and Ulricka have homes both in Sistina and Stark, not being able to pick just one since they were both so attached to their homes. However, Juzel knows that his wife gets much more homesick than he does, so they tend to stay at Stark a lot more.

After all, family is rather important to her, and she is kind of seen as their leader now.

Right now, Juzel was busy responding to some letters from his good friend Theo. Apparently, Siluca is expecting their first child. Or children, as far as Siluca was concerned. Juzel was writing his congratulations to the couple as Ulricka walked in.

“How was visiting your father’s grave?” He asked politely, knowing it was a touchy subject.

“Pleasant as always. What are you up to?” She asked back, just as politely. Ulricka walked over to Juzel as he handed her a letter. Reading the letter, her face softened, and a pink color tinted her cheeks.

“Good for them.” Was all that she said before handing the letter back. However, Juzel could sense a difference in her behavior. There was a faraway look in her eyes.

“Alright. What’s wrong?” He asked while finishing the final letter and putting the ink aside, turning to face his wife. However, she quickly brushed off his concern.

“It’s nothing. Nothing at all.” Ulricka said, sitting on a nearby chair as she tried to distract herself with the view of the rolling sea waves.

“You are a terrible liar.” Juzel said with a smile, calling her out on her bluff. She merely pouted and crossed her arms, facing going back to that longing gaze as her cheeks tinted pink.

“I want a baby.” Ulricka finally confessed to her husband. The man in question nearly stopped breathing at that statement. However, he knows that he should’ve seen it coming.

The Nord cares deeply about family, and with her father and brother gone, there was no doubt she was dying to have a family of her own back. But what about Juzel? He was so deep in thought that he didn’t even hear his wife speaking to him.

“Juzel? What’s on your mind?” She asked, getting up to move closer and sit across from him. There was a look of concern on her face.

“It’s just...I would have to be a father...” He said to her, his voice shaky.

“Yeah...That’s part of the deal, Juzel...” Ulricka said, and Juzel swallowed nervously.

“I don’t know how.” He confessed, and she reached over to rub his arm. It was a silent comfort that he didn’t even know he desperately needed. Ulricka didn’t need to give him any words because she knows that wouldn’t help right now. He wants kids, that’s not the issue. Juzel is just worried about how he’ll treat them.

He doesn’t want to end up like his father.

“You’re not alone, remember that.” His wife said while grabbing his hand and squeezing it. Juzel nodded slightly, hardly hearing her words. Then he looked up to see the longing look in her eyes.

He knows how much she wants a baby, so he was determined to give her one.

Weeks after that brought Juzel amounts of anxiety that he didn’t even think his body could comprehend. Each time they tried; he was worried that this would be the one that finally gets her pregnant.

It was one day that his suspicions and worries were proven true.

“Juzel, are you busy right now?” Ulricka said one day, bounding up to him like a child. He shook his head, making her beam even more. There’s no point in hiding whatever secret she has because Juzel can see right through her.

“You did it! I’m pregnant!” She said with such glee, but her words nearly made Juzel faint. It took a long couple of minutes before he finally said something.

“Pregnant? Are you sure?” Juzel asked in absolute shock. His wife simply giggled in response, confirming his words. As he stood there still, she went to hug him.

“Thank you...Thank you for giving me a family again.” Ulricka said, her voice sounding like she was on the verge of tears. Hearing this, Juzel instantly wrapped his arms back around her.

And there was a smile on his face.

All those fears he had before this moment seemed to melt away. Her presence in his arms was a good reminder that he was not alone in this journey. Ulricka would never allow Juzel to become like his father, who pushed his children to become like warlords. She would keep him in his place.

Not that she thought she was going to have to. Juzel was nothing like that vile man.

So, he never thought he would be at this moment, where he sat at his desk and wrote a letter to his friends telling them that he and his wife were expecting. In fact, his sudden excitement made his hands so shaky the words got all jumbled.

He might have to send multiple letters.

[irvin-mybeloved]

Can you do one where Ulrick and Bjorn meet their little brother please?

Sure!

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Newest Addition

Ulrick and Bjorn finally meet Rommel.

It’s been around a couple of hours now. Rommel has been in the world for nearly a day, and Juzel has finally sent word to have Theo bring Ulrick and Bjorn back home so they could finally meet their little brother.

After all, this whole thing was rather confusing for them.

“This is the moment I have been excited for as well as dreading.” Ulricka said after feeding the newborn. They’ve been waiting for a couple of hours now, so the boys will be home any minute.

“I know, but don’t worry. Ulrick and Bjorn will love Rommel.” Juzel said, even though that wasn’t the reason Ulricka was truly worried. She knows her older sons with love the baby. She just doesn’t want anyone getting jealous or hurt.

“We’ll just need to remind them to be careful.” Juzel said as if reading her mind. Ulricka nodded, rubbing Rommel’s back as he began to get fussy. Her husband walked over and gave his small family a hug.

Then there was a knock on the door. 

Juzel quickly rushed over as Ulricka hushed the now crying Rommel. Upon opening the door, he was met with Theo easily carrying his two boys, who looked beyond excited to see their father.

“Dad!” Ulrick and Bjorn shouted in glee, holding out their arms to have their dad to hold them. Juzel quickly took them and accepted all the snuggles from his sons. Then, he gave his friend a smile.

“Thank you, Theo. I hope they weren’t too much trouble.” Juzel said, but Theo waved him off.

“They weren’t a problem at all. I’m happy to help an old friend.” Theo said, knowing a new baby is always a joy. Juzel gave him a smile as Theo decided to give the family some privacy, leaving to go back to his own family in Sistina.

“Dad, where’s mom?” Ulrick asked, grabbing his father’s shirt.

“Yeah, and our brother?” Bjorn added.

The twins were aware enough that they had a new baby brother, but they didn’t understand why they had to leave. Obviously, explaining the complications and hardships of delivering a baby would not go over well with some toddlers, so they were just going to have to deal with it.

“In here, my boys. Sorry you had to wait so long.” Juzel said to them, carrying them into the living room where Ulricka was sitting on the couch with Rommel in her arms. Immediately the boys lit up upon seeing their mother.

“Mama!” They called, and with a smile, she gently shushed them. Rommel squirmed slightly, and Juzel set the boys down and they tottered over to get a better look.

“Hello, my sons...this is your brother, Rommel.” Ulricka quietly said, moving to have her boys get a better look. Ulrick wrinkled his nose a bit while Bjorn reached out to poke his cheek, causing the baby to squirm.

“We need to be gentle, Bjorn, Rommel here is quite fragile.” She told them, glancing at her husband who just smiled.

“He’s so...squishy-looking...” Ulrick said, not moving so close to the baby because of his mother’s words. Juzel couldn’t help but snort at that statement, causing his wife to glare at him.

“Were we little like this once too?” Bjorn asked his mother curiously. Her smile faltered a bit, but then she remembered her husband’s words.

“Yes. You were little as well...that’s why we have to protect him.” She told him, booping his nose a bit, causing the child to giggle. At this point, Ulrick and Bjorn began to get a closer look at Rommel, who soon opened his eyes to look at them.

Then the newborn made a cute face, causing the boys to gush.

“Look mom! He likes me!” Ulrick said, pointing at Rommel before beaming at his mother.

“And me! He smiled at me as well!” Bjorn added, and both boys began to coo over Rommel. They began to look less unsure of him, and more excited at the idea of having a little brother.

Juzel then came, leaning over his children and wife. 

“Now, you guys will have to be his protectors. Little Rommel will need his big brothers looking after him.” He said, and his sons flashed him a smile before cutely saluting him.

Then, under their mother’s watchful eye, they continued to talk and enjoy Rommel’s company. Eventually, Ulricka looked back up at Juzel, who was simply smiling at her, and his eyes told her everything he wanted to say.

See? I told you that everything was going to be fine.

[irvin-mybeloved]

Number 200 for Juzel and Ulricka please

Sure!💖

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Father’s Keeper

Juzel got blessed with twin boys.

#200 “It is way past your bedtime little one, say goodnight to daddy.”

Juzel never expected to have twins. Two boys, to be exact. Their names were Bjorn and Ulrick.

Ulrick was the oldest of the twin boys, matching the personality of his mother. Even at his young age, he was strong-willed and was taking on challenges that seemed way beyond his reach. He matches his father’s facial features, has black hair, and a unique set of eyes; one being blue and the other being yellow.

Bjorn was the easiest of the two, being just calmer in general. Unlike his brother, he was more of one to observe than to act. Bjorn took after his father when it came to his personality. However, he looked a lot more like his mother, with red hair and blue eyes.

At being around three years old, the two toddlers were draining the life out of Juzel, and he was starting to regret making fun of Theo when he and Siluca had twins. 

That said, Juzel wouldn’t change this for anything.

But right now, his son, Ulrick, was sick.

“Brother be okay?” Bjorn was hanging out with his father as Ulricka tended to the first-born twin. This has been happening a lot, Ulrick getting sick, and Juzel was starting to get worried along with his wife.

However, can’t let the other child know that.

“Of course he will be. He always is, after all.” Juzel told his son with a smile, moving to ruffle his red hair. As Bjorn giggled, Juzel’s smile started to fade. Were those words he just said meant for his son or for him?

Still, Juzel tried not to worry about Ulrick. His wife was a worried mother, which was understandable whenever her child got sick, but Ulricka was still Ulricka. She would remain strong and confident, and Juzel knew he only had to worry if she began to break.

So, until then, he stayed strong.

His job as of now was to keep Bjorn company until Ulricka was able to put the sick twin to bed. Juzel went from playing games to finally reading a book. After all, it doesn’t take much to entertain Bjorn.

Juzel only started to get worried when the sun had gone down and stars started to blanket the sky. His wife hadn’t appeared yet, and he was concerned that Ulrick’s sickness was getting to the point that he couldn’t sleep. It was something he didn’t want to think about, and his other son’s weight on him reminded him that he still had other priorities.

“Where’s mama?” The little boy asked sleepily, rubbing at his eyes. Juzel was about to respond, but another voice interrupted him.

“I’m right here.” Her voice, calm and collected, soothed Juzel’s nerves. He turned to see Ulricka standing there looking tired, otherwise there was a smile on her face.

“Mama.” Bjorn said happily, getting on his little feet and holding out his arms for her to pick him up. Ulricka did happily and gave him a little kiss on the nose as she did so.

“How’s-” Juzel started to ask, but his wife raised her hand to stop him.

“Later Juzel. But as of now, he sleeps. It just took longer than usual.” She reassured him while moving Bjorn to her hip. He nodded, tension slowly leaving his body. Then, Ulricka flashed her other boy a smile before kissing his little cheek.

“It is way past your bedtime little one, say goodnight to daddy.” She cooed. Juzel watched as Bjorn waved lazily at him, the only thing he could do with the amount of energy he had left.

“Goodnight, my son.” Juzel moved to quickly give him a kiss on the head before his wife disappeared. He would have to sneak in and say goodnight to Ulrick later. Of course, being very careful not to wake him.

Bur right now, he carefully began to put away all the activities him and Bjorn did as he prayed for a quick recovery for his other son.

With one last glance towards where Ulricka disappeared, he had one last thought which left a smile on his face.

Juzel was just glad he didn’t have to do this alone.

[irvin-mybeloved]

Number 163 for Ulricka and Juzel please?

Sure thing! Let's see that I got💖

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A Making of New Life

Juzel gets quite a new adventure starting in his life.

#163 “The baby is coming.”

Everyone should’ve guessed that Juzel would be a mess during her entire pregnancy. Don’t get me wrong, Juzel is a very supportive husband who helps his wife as often as she needs it. But with Ulricka being as stubborn as she is, she denies his help often.

However, Juzel is a worrier, especially since his wife is bigger than what he expected.

He wasn’t an expert in pregnancy, but he tried his best to learn. If there was one thing Juzel was good at, it was reading books and obtaining new knowledge. It was the least he could do considering the role he was playing in this whole baby thing was fairly small at the moment.

“What are you up to at the moment?” Juzel asked Ulricka upon looking up from his book to see that she had come into the living room with some tea.

The Rossini had insisted on making it himself, but he could tell that pushed her buttons. Ulricka then stubbornly told him that she was pregnant not paralyzed and continued to snap at him until he fled the room, leaving her to make tea in peace.

He doesn’t blame her behavior. I mean, sometimes just looking at her made him uncomfortable, so he can’t imagine how it actually feels.

“I came in here to bring you some tea as well as sit down. My back has been hurting like crazy.” She told him after giving him a cup of tea and plopping down beside him on the couch.

“But...other than that you feel fine?” He asked her, and she had the urge to roll her eyes.

“Yes. You know I would tell you otherwise. Besides, I’ve never had a baby before. How am I suppose to know what it feels like?” Ulricka asked him, moving to rub her swollen belly a bit.

“Well, according to what I’ve been reading, you’ll know.” He said, remembering what he’s read about childbirth and the agonizing process of it. She seemed a bit frightened before masking ti with that smile of hers.

“It can’t be too bad. So long as I don’t die, everything will be fine.” She said with a bit of a laugh while Juzel gave her a horrified look.

“Don’t even joke about that.” He said in a serious tone, causing her to place a hand on his shoulder.

“It’s not going to happen. If a lot of women died from childbirth, the human population would not be as large as it is.” Ulricka told him, berating him for even considering such an outcome. Juzel slowly nodded, understanding her point of view.

“The outcome means more to me than all the pain.” She told him sweetly before kissing his cheek. Juzel smiled slightly, and agreed with her as she drank some of her tea.

They continued to discuss things, some more important than others when it came to their child and affairs of state. Juzel told her that Theo and Siluca wanted to come, but with two baby twin boys, that proved rather difficult. His wife understood. Laughed even, when she realized how hard their lives must be with twins.

As they talked, Juzel noticed her looking a bit uncomfortable. However, he knew from past experiences that asking only led to her getting defensive. If she truly was in pain or anything, she would tell him. It was only when she went for another drink of tea, in which something caused her to drop the cup and have it shatter all over the floor, that he really began to grow concerned.

But he didn’t realize his life was about to change forever.

“The baby is coming.” She said it so calmly that Juzel barely reacted. However, when the words actually sunk in, Juzel did what every book told him not to do.

He panicked.

Ulricka was the calm one throughout the whole process, even though it hurt like hell. She kept telling her husband that she was the daughter of the Sea King, a Nord, so as if this was going to get the better of her. Ulricka pushed through, literally and figuratively. When their son was born, Juzel thought everything was going to be alright.

The worst was over.

Until the doctor announced the arrival of another baby.

They ended up having twin boys, just like their friends. Ulricka was going to be eating her words from earlier because their lives are going to be just as hard. However, Juzel was just relieved that the baby, or babies, were finally here.

He could start fatherhood for real, and unlike his dad, he was going to win at it.

[irvin-mybeloved]

May I request a scenario with the Rossini brothers as kids and Salvador has a nightmare and seeks comfort from his older brothers?

Aww, this will be a wholesome side of the family💖

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A Little Nightmare

Salvador, at the tender age of seven, has a nightmare and seeks out his brothers for comfort.

It was dark, but don’t all nightmares start out like that?

Ever since the Chaos Explosion, bringing demons and monsters into this realm, Phederico Rossini may have exaggerated how aggressive and bloodthirsty these creatures really are to his children. 

While Doni and Juzel didn’t seem to mind so much (Doni even going as far as wanting to fight one and show it who’s boss), little Salvador was having a much harder time hearing this. However, he acted like it didn’t bother him at all, not in front of his family.

But then come the nightmares. 

It was fairly simplistic. Dark, cold, and full of demons. Salvador woke up crying from another one of his nightmares. Yes, another one. He’s had them before, but even at the age of seven, he’s kept the scary dreams to himself.

But this one night, he couldn’t take it anymore, and needed some comfort from his brothers. He knew his father would just berate him.

“Doni? Juzel?” Salvador’s childish voice echoed through the halls as he wiped some of his tears away. He knew his brothers had a tendency to wander the halls at night, against father’s wishes. But there was no answer from his older brothers, so Salvador began to wander.

However, he didn’t have to wander long as he soon found Juzel.

“Salvador? What are you doing up?” Juzel asked in shock, his voice quiet as not to wake his father or alert the guards. Salvador wiped at his eyes. Juzel wouldn’t be one to make fun of him.

“I-I had a bad dream...” He squeaked, and Juzel widened his eyes. Suddenly, he lifted a hand as if to say “stop”. Salvador looked confused before he turned around and saw his older brother Doni standing behind him, looking like he was about to scare him.

“Not now, Doni. Sal here had a nightmare.” Juzel explained, and Doni folded his arms as Salvador growled at him. 

“Still would’ve been funny...” The other Rossini brother muttered, and Juzel (being the more caring of the two) brought Salvador into his arms in a brotherly hug.

“It’s alright, Sal. What was it about?” Juzel asked, giving Doni a glare that told him to be supportive or leave. At that look, Doni softened his stance, knowing his little brother needed some support.

“D-Demons...they killed...a-all of us...” Salvador explained, letting his guard down and melting into his brother’s hug. Juzel rubbed his younger brother’s back in a comforting manner. 

While Juzel was an older brother, also known to tease his younger sibling just as much as Doni, he would never make fun of Salvador for being scared. When it came to demons, he had a natural right to be afraid. So, Juzel was going to be as comforting as possible.

He knew Salvador thought the same thing he thought. Father would be no help.

“It’s okay...we are safe here in the city, remember? No demons will come here. If anything, they will be around the outer villages.” Juzel said, and Salvador looked up at him with big eyes. However, his reassured look turned into one of fear again as he buried his head in his brother’s hug.

“I-It was still scary...” He muttered; voice muffled. Then Salvador felt a hand on his shoulder and peaked out of his brother’s embrace to see Doni smirking at him.

“Besides, if any demon dares try to lay a finger on you, know that your big brother Doni would take it down in one swipe!” He said proudly, practically beaming. Juzel gave him a real side-eye.

“Really now?” He deadpanned with a frown, and Salvador couldn’t help but laugh a bit at his brothers’ banter.

It made him feel better about the whole situation. His brothers were still around to bicker with each other, and if he checked, his father was probably still in his bed as well.

His whole family was still alive.

“I’m going...back to bed now.” Salvador said while rubbing his eyes and yawning a bit. 

“We’ll walk you back to your room.” Juzel said with a slight smile. Doni started to complain a bit, saying how Salvador was a big boy, but a look from both his brothers made him give in. Secretly, Doni was ready to kill for both, but he has a reputation to uphold.

After getting Salvador safely back to his room and making sure he was tucked in safely, Juzel and Doni bid their brother goodnight. Of course, they stuck around to make sure their brother fell asleep peacefully.

“Don’t worry Sal. It’s going to take a lot more than demons to take us down.” Doni whispered to his younger brother, and Juzel nodded in agreement. Salvador smiled a bit in his sleep.

If only Salvador knew that in the end...it wouldn’t be demons that destroyed his family.

[irvin-mybeloved]

Hey, xan you do a scenario where Salvador has to come to his brothers defense against some demons instead of them defending him?

Oooo yes💖

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Death From the Skies

For once, Salvador has to save his brothers instead of the other way around.

The blackening sky should’ve been a sign of something. However, it wasn’t dark with rain.

It was dark with demons.

However, no one knew that at the beginning, thinking it was the arrival of a storm. Salvador was in his study for once as his father had instructed him to get a better understanding of what’s occurring outside of Sistina. His brothers were instructed to deal with a village uprising out in the country. After the last incident, his father wanted this in capable hands which was apparently Doni and Juzel.

Normally, Salvador would’ve not cared about this, but they have been gone for quite a while. If the situation were reversed, he knew they would come looking for him. So, Salvador saddled up a horse, and went to the outskirts of the island.

That’s when he noticed the dark sky was alive. Well, if you could call demons living.

As he rode closer to where they were swarming, he was able to get a good look at them.

They looked like black wyverns and were fairly large. Probably a bit smaller than a horse. The bipedal reptiles had large revolting black wings, and a long, barbed tail that resembled a dragon’s. They had a pair of formidable horns that sat upon a head full of wicked teeth, which was only made worse by their glowing red eyes. The wyvern-like demons also made some horrifying screeching sounds, like woman being killed.

However, from what Salvador could see, they were unable to breath fire. So, thank everything for that.

But he could also see around six of them dive bombing at something. The rest of the swarm seem fixated on tearing apart the villagers. However, Salvador didn’t care about that, he was more concerned about his family. And if his assumptions are correct, then they ran into these demons.

Shocker, his assumptions were correct.

Riding through some trees, his horse was getting spooked. The young Rossini quickly dismounted before rushing through the tree line and into a small clearing. He saw Juzel on the ground, covered in blood but still kicking pretty good. Juzel was never one for swordplay, not like Doni. Speaking of Doni, he was trying his absolute hardest to take on all six of these things. However, these wyverns were as vicious as wolves. Four of them would try and pick at him from the ground, while the other two swooped in from above. Poor Doni could never block anything.

Salvador wasted no time in whipping out his sword and joining the fray.

“Doni! Get down!” He shouted, and Doni didn’t even take time to wonder how his little brother got here. He simply ducked, and Salvador impaled one of the beasts, who didn’t see that coming. 

“Sal? Where’d you come from?” Juzel’s wounded voice came from nearby, and the others turned to see he had gotten back to his feet, but was also clutching his mauled arm.

“Just be happy I’m here. From the way things were looking, you guys were fit to be wyvern fodder.” Salvador said, and Doni gave him a look.

“I was doing just fine, you know.” He said, but a glare from Juzel caused him to sheepishly look away. They were in a pickle, and for once, it was their little brother who saved their butts.

However, they weren’t out of the woods yet.

Doni, Salvador, and Juzel all stood close together, the two stronger brothers standing in front of the wounded one. The remaining five demons stood before them, three on the ground and two in the air, all hissing.

It was one pack against the other.

“We can’t fight them all. I mean, not with Juzel as he is.” Doni told Salvador, who nodded. Glancing around, a plan came to his mind.

“I have a horse in the woods. If we can get deep past the tree line, perhaps they will stop pursuing.” Salvador said while eyeing his opponents. They had large wings that wouldn’t be able to swoop down past the cluster of leaves, and their muscular legs, while strong and fast, would get tangled up in the undergrowth.

“Now!” The three brothers quickly turned, with Doni picking up Juzel like a blushing bride (he can get teased later about it), and ran into the trees. The demons ran after them, but like Salvador hoped, their battle cries soon became cries of desperation, which got fainter the farther they ran.

“I...I think we lost them...” Salvador said, and they all stopped to catch their breath. Doni put a flustered Juzel back on his feet.

“Thank you, brother...what would we have done without you?” Juzel said sincerely, and Salvador got flustered, not used to this.

“Just think of it as repayment for all the times you saved me.” He simply said with a shrug, and they all walked a couple more steps before Doni spoke up.

“Wait Sal...where’s your horse?” 

At that question, the young Rossini looked to where he tied his steed only to find a bloody pool that looks like it was dragged through the underbrush. Perhaps the demons could climb through after all. 

“Shit...” Was all he said.

So, the three of them were surely a sight when they stumbled on home, covered in blood, dirt, leaves, and twigs. However, at least the three of them were all still alive with another story to tell.

[irvin-mybeloved]

Hey may I request a scenario where Juzel is trying to find his place in Theo's ranks while still coping with the loss of his father and brothers?

Sure!💖 This feels like a real emotional analysis of Juzel Rossini😂Hope ya like it!

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A Place Under the Patriot’s Flag

Juzel wonders how that Lord could be so forgiving. Even more so, how could he ally with him after everything that’s happened.

How? How could that lord just accept him as an ally? Don’t get him wrong, Juzel is grateful, he’s just confused as to how Theo thinks. After all, he was a Rossini. His family has ruled Sistina since who knows for how long, and were the root of the cause for the death of Theo’s father.

Or so Juzel has heard.

It left him feeling a mixture of emotions as he sat on the steps that led into Theo’s domain, head in his hands and a frown on his face. The sun was setting over the mountains in the distance, and Juzel mused at them. He’s never seen anything like that over in Sistina.

Sistina. Where his family once ruled.

The thought of that brought up memories of his father and brothers, who perished.

Because of Theo.

Juzel quickly pushed that thought that instinctively came up to the back of his mind. In reality, Juzel warned his family not to underestimate Theo Cornaro, and now here they were. It was kind of hard to feel sorry for them because of that, but in the end, they were still Juzel’s family.

And he still felt the pain of losing them.

I mean, after hearing about his latest brother’s death, Juzel half expected him to be next. All he’s seen so far is that Theo is a dangerous opponent who despised his family, so he was ready to meet the same fate as the rest of his family.

You can imagine his surprise when his negotiations gained him a place on Theo’s ranks, and the forgiveness that was given his way.

However, despite Theo’s acceptance of him, other members of his household still gave him a wary glance. Siluca always seems a little hesitant around new people when it comes to Theo, but it wasn’t just her. Lassic has yet to give him a friendly glance, and that chamberlain never seemed to take his eyes off him. Not to mention that other artist always looks ready to kill him, but that may just be her personality.

Needless to say, Juzel didn’t know where he belonged in Theo’s ranks.

“The sunset sure looks beautiful.” A light-hearted female voice startled him, and Juzel turned around to see a woman, a priestess to be precise, with pink hair and bright eyes. Priscilla, if he remembered right.

“Indeed it is.” Juzel agreed as he looked back out at the scene with Priscilla sitting beside him. It was peaceful, but now Juzel couldn’t help but feel a bit awkward, like he should say something. However, Priscilla beat him to it.

“You’ll find your place, and the others will come around. You’ll see.” It shocked Juzel when she spoke that because he didn’t think anyone saw what he was going through.

“How did you...?” Juzel trailed off, looking to stare at the woman in shock. She giggled slightly.

“I was once in your same position.” She said with a smile, recalling the time when she herself joined Theo’s household. Granted, it was on better terms than Mr. Rossini over here.

“But I don’t think you had to deal with the loss of your family as well.” Juzel didn’t mean for it to come off sharply, in case she did, but Priscilla simply smiled at him.

“You’re right, I didn’t. However, they weren’t the best of people. I’m not saying they deserved to die, but there are consequences to one’s actions.” She said wisely, and Juzel nodded in agreement.

She was right. He did warn them.

“Now you have the freedom to be the kind of man you want to be. Lord Theo saw something in you. There are things only you can do.” Priscilla said to him. The sun started to fade behind the mountain range, darkening the sky.

“I did choose a different path...” Juzel mumbled to himself, looking to where he was now in comparison to where he was in Sistina. He suddenly felt a sense of courage, whether it came from Priscilla’s words or his own realization of his own strengths, he didn’t know. 

All he did know, was that he sees the path he’s destined to be on now.

“Thank you, Priscilla. I must go and see Lord Theo now. There’s something I need to discuss with him.” Juzel said while standing, flashing Priscilla a confident grin as he did so.

“No thanks needed. I just did what was expected of me.” She said with a bashful grin. Juzel didn’t quite get what she was talking about, but he was grateful, nonetheless. With a slight bow, he headed back inside with her eyes trailing after him.

He may be a Rossini, but Juzel was still his own man, and the last one left of his family. It was time to do better, both for himself and them.

Juzel will find his rightful place under the Patriot’s flag.