Rosepetal knows a little thing or two about how scary it is to chase your dreams. The ones you never ever thought would actually get to come true, the ones that make your soft cheeks grow red as a harvest moon. And Chen supports hers without any hesitation; the least that she can do is return the favor. So she stands, and lifts Chen into the air as she does so, resting her on one hip just to make her squeak. Every little bit helps when making your case, after all.

“I wish that I could make that decision, your highness,” Rosepetal says, Acting. “But I am just a simple, lowly slave to the whims of the Pyre of Inspiration. Only [i]she[/i] can decide whether she wants the services of the cutest and most submissive maids in all of Ys.”

She cups Chen’s chin with two fingers and leans in closer, teasing a kiss. “I don’t think she will,” she adds, her hot breath washing on Chen’s lips. “She wants too much to be ordered about by the likes of Princess Qiu. She’d rather have the approval of a Princess using her for [i]land development[/i] than have two of the most beautiful girls in the world,” a thing she only manages to say because it will obliterate her girlfriend, “washing her Scales of Meaning by hand. With those dainty little gloves, and brushes, and maybe even, if commanded, a little bit of tongue. She’d rather see more chaos, tumult and upheaval, in the hopes that maybe [i]this[/i] time it will fill the hole in her heart, than the sublime flash of a maiden’s panties under a frilled skirt. A shame— I can speak from experience when I say that Chen of the North Wind, the Twinshard Princess, is the prettiest, most flusterable, and easily the most delightful maid from here to the Terraced Lake.”

She tsks her tongue and shoots the Scales of Meaning a [i]look.[/i] “No, the Pyre of Inspiration is a [i]good[/i] girl. She’s exhausted the depths of vice, and the thought of having a relic of the old world and a champion of the new [i]willingly, eagerly[/i] submit to her most lewd and perverted desires doesn’t sway her heart at all. Such a shame. We’d do [i]anything[/i] for her, we little maids. We really would.”

[Rose is spending a String in order to find out what would make the Pyre hire two maids instead of using Rose to continue the assault.]