Inheritor Of Magic: The Magi King - #645 - 645 Garden Party

Once they were in the garden, it became a free for all to see who could get to Wolfe first without insulting anyone that was well above their station, or annoying the Magi Patriarch. He had to know that they all wanted to talk to him for the same reason, but tonight was all about making a good impression on him so that they could ask for his services later.

The problem was that he was standing with the Royals, and they were much harder to approach, with a very standardized procedure on who could request their time, when, and after which other Nobles had been given a chance.

For most of the Demons that really needed Wolfe’s services, that meant they wouldn’t even get a chance to say hello except in passing, and unless that was enough to leave an impression, they were about out of luck.

A lanky violet skinned Duke was the first to greet Wolfe properly, as he was a good friend of Queen Victoria.

“Your Majesty Victoria, it is a pleasure to see you again, I can’t help but notice that you have taken a liking to the young Noxus Patriarch. Greetings, I am The Duke of Earl.” The Demon announced.

“Well, that’s not confusing at all. Well met, Duke of Earl.” Wolfe replied, and the Demon gave a rather undignified giggle.

“Yes, I realize that it’s a strange title, but it hasn’t been terrible to me. At the very least, I am remembered for my title if nothing else. Might I ask, did you have a set schedule after this week’s events?” He inquired.

“I’m afraid that after the week of events, I will be whisked away for visits with the other Kingdoms. I have been here for some time, and although my time here has been somewhat inconspicuous outside the Palace, I am on a limited timeframe before I must return home.” Wolfe explained.

“That is unfortunate. I’m certain that the requests here could keep you busy for months on end, no matter how high the price was.” The Duke sighed.

Wolfe chuckled. “That’s part of the reason I must return home. Letting greed overcome duty never leads to a positive outcome.”

The Duke smiled vaguely as he realized that Wolfe was telling him that an exorbitant price might not be enough to get his services. If the value wasn’t the issue, then it had to be about something that was important to him, or otherwise interesting.

He was still young, so he likely wasn’t bored with the world and looking for interesting things yet, so that put the need for specific items in the forefront.

“I see that we have developed a bit of a line of well-wishers, so I will excuse myself. I do hope that you have a splendid evening ahead, Your Majesty and Patriarch Noxus.”

Once he was gone, the next Duke who wished to talk to them waited a respectful moment, but failed to recognize that the Royals didn’t see any need for that, and one of the other Queens swept in on Wolfe, grabbing his face to look at him from the sides, as if he was some curious species she had never encountered before.

“Might I ask what you’re doing, Your Majesty?” Wolfe asked curiously.

“I was wondering if you had some Incubus blood in you. It doesn’t look like you do, but you never know with some Demons. I suppose you’re not actually a Demon, but you know how the Incubi can be.

Did you know that there was a point where they almost became extinct because they were so prolific? Incubi and Succubi can’t properly feed off each other, and during the Incubi Dynasties, they spread through the Kingdoms so fast that there weren’t enough Nobles left that didn’t have Incubus blood within three generations for them to marry back to the Royal Lineage. Then they had to start bringing mistresses and studs in before they finally ordered entire lineages to stop having children and adopt instead.”

The Queen was rambling, and Wolfe could tell that she had been waiting a while to examine him and see if he was part of that lineage somehow.

Victoria had an indulgent smile on her face for her old friend, and the excitement brought over a few of the Incubi Royals.

“I hear someone referring to our questionable past. I hope you didn’t tell him anything untoward about my family.” The Incubi King commented.

“Of course not. I was just intrigued by the fact that he has such an effect on the Succubus, Rail.” The Queen replied.

“Oh, let me tell you a story about that. There are some Magi in my Kingdom, you see.” He began, then launched into a long and detailed story about how the Magi who arrived after the war with the Witches had refused to marry into the Succubi Noble families, and had preferred to remain commoners with limited powers instead.

The story attracted the attention of a lot of the nearby nobles. They hadn’t known that there were any other Magi in the Demon realm at all, even if they were low ranked with little potential.

They had heard that Wolfe worked with some of the Demon Royals to cast spells recently, so if they could talk to the Magi in the Incubi Kingdom, perhaps they could still get what they needed without having to wait for access to the Patriarch of the Noxus Family.

That seemed like a more realistic option for most of them than relying on just one person.

The garden party turned into a blur of short introductions and handshakes as the Royals monopolized Wolfe’s time and got a feel for what he might be interested in during his time in their Kingdoms. They were so efficient at their attempts to keep him interested that neither Wolfe nor Rail even noticed the time passing until it was time for the official dinner party.

“If every day goes like this, we’re going to be exhausted by the end of the week.” Wolfe whispered in Rail’s ear.

“If you keep humouring the Royals, nobody else will get a chance to talk to you at all. Should I start pulling random people into the conversation just so that you can meet more people?” She teased.

“Maybe. It would keep things interesting anyhow.”