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"Baby Series 3"Written By: Karina Rating: PG Spoilers: None Disclaimer: I don’t own Gundam Wing or the Characters from the series but the baby is mine. Pairing: Milliardo + Marquise Weyridge + Pagan Notes: Challenge 171. Baby Series 3 #288. Takes place a few minutes following Handsome Men. Many thanks to ShenLong for her work betaing
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Graceful Dignity "Grandfather. It is an unexpected pleasure to receive you today. I am afraid Relena is not here at present." He had chosen his study, mindful of the servants who had come with the house and the thickness of the walls. Pagan had checked the mansion thoroughly, he did so every morning and twice through the day, and for this meeting with Weyridge Milliardo preferred not to have stray ears in their immediate vicinity. "I came to speak to you, Milliardo, not your sister." A brief tap on the door as Milliardo resumed his seat and Pagan materialised from the shadows. Milliardo had been watching, studying the old Marquise and he detected the slight flinch that betrayed the man. Pagan's presence in the study had gone unnoticed which frankly surprised him; Weyridge had always been observant. Pagan took receipt of the tea tray, dismissing the young maid and stood there, waiting, watching her walk away before inclining his head as Chang and Maxwell stepped from the shadows of the inner hallway to flank the study door. Closing the door and demonstrating as much regal dignity as Weyridge had ever shown, the old butler made his way to the King's desk and prepared to serve tea. Settling behind his desk into the oversized chair, Milliardo ignored the servant's presence. Weyridge knew Pagan was not just the butler who had served the Peacecrafts so faithfully for so long. He was quite aware Pagan had become Hunter and had served Sanc in that capacity since the fall of the Kingdom, and he was also aware it was Pagan who had been instrumental in the restoration of the monarchy. Pagan should have been, and in time would be if Milliardo had his way, a legend. The old man would dismiss such a notion out of hand with a quiet and refined dignity if it was ever suggested to him, but then MIlliardo would not dare to suggest it. Recognition of deeds after the fact could not be protested against or undone, but Milliardo believed in honouring the man for a lifetime of exceptional duty. //We all have our assigned places and those who perform to higher standards generally do so with a quiet and graceful dignity.// Pagan certainly fitted that description. Milliardo despaired of ever earning the kind of respect that old man deserved, but it was something to aspire to. "You wished to speak to me?" a gentle prod, making it clear he was not of a mind to dismiss Pagan. "I am curious as to why." They had had little to do with each other, even over Christmas when the old Marquis' presence had come in very handy for them at a more than stressful time. They were on speaking terms at least, but whilst Relena considered him family, in Milliardo's view the dignified old man with the closet full of skeletons was more an opponent to be treated warily. ~ * ~ |
