Chapitre 368: Spending Time with Family (Part 2)
After I spent a couple hours with Illyana's parents, my two kids soaking in the attention they were receiving from their grandparents, I bid my farewell. Illyana would stay behind with the kids and spend some family time with them too. It was unfortunate because I now had to go back to Emma, who was the next on the list of families to go to... She had tried to lose intentionally but had funnily enough won the rock, paper, scissors tournament my wives had conducted in the snap second I was blow away by their shouts for yes. My women were scary sometimes...
Stepping out of my teleportation I was met with a rather gorgeous looking Emma, her usual formal attire and rather restrained wear being traded in for some delicious looking dress. Chiffon and other soft materials made the entire piece as see-through parts were built into it, showcasing her long legs and her shoulders. It was a black piece which contrasted her icy white skin. Seeing me staring at her for so long she blushed, her face becoming equivalent to a rose amongst snow. My other wives were all watching on, some smiling wickedly as others checked Emma out. So far none of my women had 'had' each other but there were some, like Sol, that I was concerned about. I know it sounds bad but I wanted them to only have children with me. A small possessiveness came over me as I watched Sol staring, my soul screaming out to me that I should claim Emma as my own right this moment and then show Sol who was boss later. Yet again, not a positive feeling, but one that I had.
'Probably my dragon instincts coming out to be honest...?' I was confused. Despite all of that guff I smoothly grasped my wife's waist, making sure that I got close to her.
"Are you ready to go meet you parents?" She looked down at the floor with a blush, nodding minutely as she took her right hand and clasped it into mine. I didn't know the situation of her parents' relationship but no matter what I would be there for her.
"It's okay Emma, I am here, nothing can happen."
"I-I'm not worried about that... It's just that my parents are really stiff and traditional." I scoffed at that and shook my head.
"Don't worry, I dealt with the God Emperor of Mankind within 40k, I am quite sure that I can handle whatever your parents have to say to me."
She raised her head to look me in the eyes before cracking a small smile, one of pity.
"Okay honey, sure, just please don't kill them...?" Raising my eyebrow I decided to just open the portal already. In a flash I summoned it and then brought us to the location Emma had within her mind.
The mansion itself was of a rather refined taste, bearing several statues, ponds, fountains and gardens. It was day here in France, more specifically it was heading towards mid-day. Gardeners and various staff moved about the house in a flurry of work as many modern technologies were used in aiding the common worker. Robots held ladders or large materials, the humans guiding them along. Holograms created small 'pyrotechnic' displays as well as 'ice' sculptures. To top off the entire Mansion there was also a rather suave flying car receiver, the technology rather new and therefor surprising to me. Very few people could have this device as it was just being created by Elon Musk.
'Very wealthy, very connected. Interesting.'
With our appearance an alarm system had gone off, many of the automated sentry turrets and guards springing into action within a moment. From inside the Mansion's grounds came half a dozen armed security guards. Outside? Just as many, if not more. The sentry guns were a basic design that had been created by Tony when he began to enter the market of Atlantis. In other words it wasn't his best work and merely served as a way for him to secure his company's position in the market, a smart move altogether. Emma was facepalming already as a butler ran over, the man looking like Alfred from DC but with less deadliness and much less style, a discount version if you will.
"Put your hands up!" The security guards raised their basic automatic Rifles as seemingly the leader of the security forces stepped forwards with cuffs in his right hand. I rolled my eyes and received a tightening of fingers on triggers in result, the commander of the security team narrowing his eyes.
"Mis-"
"What is going on here!?" The Butler ran up from behind the security commander, soon seeing Emma standing next to me. In but moments his expression turned apoplectic, all colour draining from his face in a flurry as his eyes turned bloodshot.
"Miss Emma!" He bowed Immediately, in fact, he thought they had fucked up so badly he directly knelt. All of the security guards started to sweat and quickly took the cue from the family's butler, scraping their knees in the pebbled gardens just outside of the inner sanctum of the mansion.
"I-if I may give my greatest apologies mistress, it seems our new security are not versed properly with your images... If i could request lenian-"
"Yes, yes! Just get up! You are all fine, it's our fault we appeared so suddenly..." The butler exhaled deeply in relief as the security personnel did the same. I wasn't used to this type of shit, I mean I had received salutes and respectful postures but nothing this, bizarre.
"If I may ask? What is your intent in visiting today, mistress?" His tone had shifted to a more proper tone as he was trying and failing to regain the bearing of his position in the household.
"I have come to talk to Father and Mother... And my siblings..." She rolled her eyes before continuing. "I have my partner with me and would like to introduce them to her." Many of the guards looked at me and sagged in defeat, their postures breaking down into boredom. Yeah they wanted Emma from the first moment they saw her, the feelings from earlier intensified.
"Ah! I see. Well, come with me and I shall take you to your mother and father. Your siblings are not present today as they are running errands."
"Good! I mean, Ahum, that is unfortunate..." She wasn't convincing anyone.
Being guided through the mansion's exterior grounds and then through the main doors there was one word that described it all, Smooth. Everything flowed into the next art display, one garden merging with another of a different style but similar colour pallet. Statues and Sculptures represented figures from the same era, many making small jumps in time until, when we reached the second floor, we got closer to modern times. One such statue was Sir Issac Newton, another Albert Einstein, another Elon Musk... Lastly, there was an almost completed sculpture of me in my Military Uniform. I was standing in an imperial manner, my hands raised high and my gaze strong despite the feminine form that the sculptor had decided to emphasise with a beautiful rendition of my actual uniform.
Emma cringed hard and shot me a look, her face showing bright red spots as embarrassment flooded into her. Laughing at it I just grasped her waist and moved on, my attention solely focused on her and the matter at hand. Who cared if I had statues made of me? In the end the security of the Human Race and my women were my ultimate prize. The butler however did not move on so quickly as he saw the resemblance clear as day, his expression becoming one of abject fear and worry. Before he could bend and scrape again I just calmed him down, my smile releasing a wave of soothing energy that would keep him collected during this occasion.
`Thanks honey, I hate to see him bend and scrape like that... Father always makes him do it...`
I didn't like the sound of that and Emma knew, her right hand clasping my left one as she felt nervous in meeting her father. If i remember some of the knowledge of the expanded Marvel Multiverse Emma's father was always a manipulative and self-serving man. These traits didn't bode well for him but I decided to reserve judgement until I saw the man and met him.
The butler continued onwards, his gait steady and unaffected as he liquidly guided us through the upper floors, until we eventually stopped in front of a lounge room, the doors being lightly tapped by the butler. Responses took a minute due to the back and forth nature of the Butler communicating with a waiter inside to transmit our presence to Emma's father but eventually the door opened and we were permitted entrance.
`Is this shit really necessary Emma?`
`No, but father doesn't take no for an answer.`
I scowled a little at that, my sixth and seventh senses informing me that something was up with her father. Some element of this being that I hadn't even met yet feeling wrong. Gritting my teeth below my passive expression I stepped in with Emma.
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