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She smiled at him and then the others, her dark hair and short stature showing that she was a local, if not one that he recognized personally. When he took the glass that was offered he blinked.
"Thank you..." The glass... wasn't . It was made of magic. The effect was very good however. Until he'd touched it he hadn't suspected a thing. Most wouldn't even then.
Tiera took one as well and stared at the glass for a few seconds, her face blank still, as if it were a huge fight for her to be there at all.
"Guide glasses. He has a full complement of dishware. I wonder how Mother got so many copies of it though? I brought one down but that would only do ten at a time. They have at least thirty in here." There was a low chuckle from behind them. Above them too, well, everyone except Alphonse. When he turned there was a blond giant there, holding one of the objects of discussion that seemed to have wine in it, rather than fruit juice.
"Tovey. I didn't know if you'd be able to make it up, what with the Council going on and all that." Tor smiled though. For a Count, Tovey was a good guy. He was dressed almost identically to the Prince too, except his little badge was different, and had an evergreen tree on it, and his sash was a light blue with silver on the sides.
"I have it on good authority that a certain Conserina Lairdgren did the copy work. Without a template." He smiled as if to make them guess which of the girls had done it, but Tim spoiled the game almost instantly.
"Taman? That's impressive. I could barely bathe myself when I was her age."
It really was too. Tor almost couldn't believe it, to tell the truth. She was only five after all. He thought that was the case at least. She wasn't even in the village school yet.
"Seriously?" His voice was probably a little too impressed or something, because Tiera poked him in the ribs with a single finger. Not too hard though.
"Don't doubt her work. In ten years people will be walking up to you and asking if you're Taman's brother and if you are , could you please get them some of her wonderful magic? I suggest you get on her good side now, while she still doesn't know what a pain in the ass you really are." She grinned though and covered her mouth as Karen scowled at her.
The large woman didn't say anything though, or correct her in public. That would be as bad as what his sister had just said. After all, you didn't use language like that in polite company.
Tor just nodded.
"That sounds about right. Of course with you two around no one will remember me at all. They'll all be begging me to make introductions and seeing if I can get them into your parties." Which was the way it should be, he decided. He'd never been that great at things like that anyway. The idea made him ridiculously happy for some strange reason.
"Well, then, not to be rude to everyone, but if that's the case, I need to go and see if I can dig up my littlest sister. Make sure she isn't busily making super weapons or anything of the sort."
That got a laugh, and he made himself smile at everyone, even though he hadn't totally been joking. He didn't know the girl hardly at all, and really, if she could make quality copies at her age, she was going to be powerful when she grew up. If she was another like his mother or Tiera, that might be a problem. Not that Tiera wasn't going to be powerful in her own right. She already was . But, no surprise there, it was a problem already.
Which meant, as her brother, he needed to hold her close. Even if people did think that meant he was sleeping with her. Creepy, annoying people, with dirty minds. So probably lots of nobles and at least a few commoners.
"Karen, Tiera, would you come with me? That or we can all go along, I suppose?" It lacked in subtlety, but both the women smiled at him, as if it were a treat to be invited on a simple errand, rather than him suggesting they help with social chores that they weren't really needed for.
He figured that Taman would be
"Thank you..." The glass... wasn't . It was made of magic. The effect was very good however. Until he'd touched it he hadn't suspected a thing. Most wouldn't even then.
Tiera took one as well and stared at the glass for a few seconds, her face blank still, as if it were a huge fight for her to be there at all.
"Guide glasses. He has a full complement of dishware. I wonder how Mother got so many copies of it though? I brought one down but that would only do ten at a time. They have at least thirty in here." There was a low chuckle from behind them. Above them too, well, everyone except Alphonse. When he turned there was a blond giant there, holding one of the objects of discussion that seemed to have wine in it, rather than fruit juice.
"Tovey. I didn't know if you'd be able to make it up, what with the Council going on and all that." Tor smiled though. For a Count, Tovey was a good guy. He was dressed almost identically to the Prince too, except his little badge was different, and had an evergreen tree on it, and his sash was a light blue with silver on the sides.
"I have it on good authority that a certain Conserina Lairdgren did the copy work. Without a template." He smiled as if to make them guess which of the girls had done it, but Tim spoiled the game almost instantly.
"Taman? That's impressive. I could barely bathe myself when I was her age."
It really was too. Tor almost couldn't believe it, to tell the truth. She was only five after all. He thought that was the case at least. She wasn't even in the village school yet.
"Seriously?" His voice was probably a little too impressed or something, because Tiera poked him in the ribs with a single finger. Not too hard though.
"Don't doubt her work. In ten years people will be walking up to you and asking if you're Taman's brother and if you are , could you please get them some of her wonderful magic? I suggest you get on her good side now, while she still doesn't know what a pain in the ass you really are." She grinned though and covered her mouth as Karen scowled at her.
The large woman didn't say anything though, or correct her in public. That would be as bad as what his sister had just said. After all, you didn't use language like that in polite company.
Tor just nodded.
"That sounds about right. Of course with you two around no one will remember me at all. They'll all be begging me to make introductions and seeing if I can get them into your parties." Which was the way it should be, he decided. He'd never been that great at things like that anyway. The idea made him ridiculously happy for some strange reason.
"Well, then, not to be rude to everyone, but if that's the case, I need to go and see if I can dig up my littlest sister. Make sure she isn't busily making super weapons or anything of the sort."
That got a laugh, and he made himself smile at everyone, even though he hadn't totally been joking. He didn't know the girl hardly at all, and really, if she could make quality copies at her age, she was going to be powerful when she grew up. If she was another like his mother or Tiera, that might be a problem. Not that Tiera wasn't going to be powerful in her own right. She already was . But, no surprise there, it was a problem already.
Which meant, as her brother, he needed to hold her close. Even if people did think that meant he was sleeping with her. Creepy, annoying people, with dirty minds. So probably lots of nobles and at least a few commoners.
"Karen, Tiera, would you come with me? That or we can all go along, I suppose?" It lacked in subtlety, but both the women smiled at him, as if it were a treat to be invited on a simple errand, rather than him suggesting they help with social chores that they weren't really needed for.
He figured that Taman would be
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