D.E.M.O.N.S: Getting Summoned Weekly isn't so Bad Chapter 1284 1284 Asteodia’s Parent Problems Part 2

--- Kat ---

Nixilei figured out why the maid was fired pretty quickly and looked about ready to murder soone… but she was behind Asteodia's line of sight so that the elf couldn't see the fury in her eyes. Probably for the best. "That woman basically raised … and I can't even rember her na anymore. I think I hat my parents for that the most. I tried to find out what it was a few tis, but hoo boy, I was slapped down hard for that. Or, no wait, not literally"

Nixilei looked positively murderous. If she had hostile magic of any kind instead of healing magic things in the room would be catching fire, getting struck by lightning or perhaps freezing where they were placed. Asteodia, perhaps aware of this, continued anyway. "The two servants that attempted to tell were also fired, so the others got the damned ssage.

"Not to say they were just thrown out without anything, they were given severance pay, because of course, mistreating the servants is a sign that you have no class. Apparently it's fine to kick my mother out of the house because she didn't give birth to , but not paying people for their work? Well that's just unacceptable.

"My parents have so fucking weird ideas about how to remain in good standing… and it's not even the last ti they did it! The next maid they had watch over was a human called Gertrude. She was lovely even though I was such a brat to her. I constantly complained that she wasn't the first maid, that it was her fault the first maid was fired.

"Not true at all of course, and she didn't report for my outbursts whenever she could get away with it. Gertrude remained just the right side of professional for many years… until my eleventh birthday. I… I barely rember what I was crying about, but she found , talked to , and helped bake cookies. I rember being so happy that day,"

Asteodia had tears in her eyes as she spoke of Gertrude. That lost, but slightly happy look turned to anger again in an instant as she spat out, "Gertrude was fired the next day. I would've cried and wailed if I Gertrude hadn't left behind a letter explaining everything. I was old enough to understand at that point. My parents… were not good people.

"After that I tried to keep my distance from the servants… and mostly succeeded. It's not like I was trying to get close to the first few servants… but I think I actually considered the first woman my real mother when I was younger, not like now where I think of her, spiritually, as my mother. I an… it's been years now and I can't think too fondly of her, but she still holds a powerful place in my heart. Even if I never rember her na, I'll rember that she existed,"

*Do you think there's a way to track that woman down?*

[Maybe? It's been over a decade… and sure she was paid to leave, but I have to wonder if she was paid to leave and then… disposed of. I don't want to throw shade at Asteodia's parents unnecessarily… but they clearly aren't good people so I think it's within the realm of possibility.]

[Otherwise? I suppose if Asteodia summoned the right demon she could find that woman again… but the details are so fuzzy that I imagine you'd need soone at least Rank 3, perhaps higher. It would cost her a pretty penny to summon a demon that could still find answers, and I doubt she'd want to ask her parents for money to pay for it.]

*Yeah. For so odd reason, using money to find the servant they threw out might not put them in a great mood. I almost wish I had an ability to help. I an, maybe dream-walking would… but I doubt it, and it would be just as, if not more likely, to give us false information anyway.*

"As for how I grew up… it was a weird combination of sheltered, abandoned, and also pushed into training. So… I had a bunch of guards following around all the ti, so obviously, so not quite so much to keep safe. I'm not sure I even managed to shit without being watched. I'm not sure if I was ever bothered by the stares, or the constant watch they had on but I wasn't before I left… now I'm not so sure.

"I'd see my parents… usually once or twice a day at al tis. They were… oddly insisting that I at least seem them around… and then they'd go and abandon for the rest of the day. I know they were busy with stuff and still are, but it really did feel like I was being abandoned. All they'd do at dinners, at least ever since I could rember, was criticise what I was doing during the day.

"Do you have that stereotype of noble ladies learning how to walk by putting books on their heads?" asked Asteodia. Kat and Lily nodded. "Yeah well that actually happened to . Except it wasn't just books. I started with hard pillows, then moved to books, and then the final stage was walking around with delicate cups on my head. Dropping one of those was not fun.

"I'd study my letters and numbers during the day, as well as a few other subjects. History, economics, poetry. A whole swath of things that never really called to . Though I will at least say that being able to read and write is a massive deal and I'm at least glad they insisted on that… but well…

"I was also trained in weapons, a few different ones until I settled on the spear then I had that drilled into . Apparently despite the guard, my family does still want to have my own strength… but I couldn't appreciate it or anything else I've been talking about. I didn't enjoy the training all that much and the learning was only slightly better. The only contact I had with my parents was during those als where they would complain about my progress with my studies, or how untalented I was in the spear or whatever perceived fault I had at the ti.

"Well, not always. I'd sotis, very rarely, get a few scraps of praise… but if anything that was much, much worse then constant ridicule because when I was younger I used to try so, so hard to get them to show that affection regularly. When I eventually realised they wouldn't I was hurt… and when I realised that my praise was actually dependant on outside factors like my parents getting a good report on their investnts or when they'd spend an afternoon drinking instead of spending ti with ."

[Kat I'm feeling an awful lot like so people need a murdering. What do you say?]

*I say you need to get in line behind Nixilei.* Kat was right. Nixilei was looking practically apoplectic. She was trying so hard to keep her thumb slowly and regularly running over Asteodia's hand… but the rest of Nixilei's body was tense. Her free hand kept twitching towards the dagger hidden in her clothes, her mouth was shut up tight and Lily could even see Nixilei's wings phasing into the world for a few monts at a ti.

Asteodia, deliberately looking away from the rest of them, continued. "And so that was my life. A life constantly set around pleasing parents who didn't want to be pleased and were only there to punish for failing to uphold standards I was never inford of. If Romilda's family hadn't been talking about their daughter wanting to set off as an adventurer, I'm not sure they'd have let go…

"And even though they did… I'm not sure I ever really enjoyed my freedom. My spirit was crushed, and the regular letters they force to send, made feel like I couldn't truly escape them. I felt so… free from them… until Kat pointed out that I was still trying to live up to their expectations even so far away from ho.

"Apparently I'm not as free as I thought. I don't even know why I keep sending the letters to them. I probably shouldn't… but perhaps I'm scared they'll tell the guards to co collect . Then again… I'm Rank 2 now, not sure my parents ever made it to Rank 3. Then again, I'm sure we have at least one Rank 3 guard, so perhaps my fears are real.

"As for how they'd feel about Nixilei? I don't even know. Or, no I'm sure they would find sothing to complain about just to berate for my choices in life, but I'm not sure which part of her they'd pick. Perhaps that she's a spy, perhaps that she's a woman, perhaps that she's a fae instead of an elf. Honestly, I don't know. I think they'd go after for her being a fae… but considering all the rumours about my mother being half-human, I can't be sure. Though then again, mother insists she's 100% elf, so perhaps I'm wrong,"