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Authors: P.S. Power
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Then Ked always had troubles with jealousy that I never bothered with. A personal failing on his part no doubt." He looked away, fighting a smile.
Lyn pointed at him a bit rudely.
"Stop teasing your brother. It's not fitting for the ruler of a Kingdom." She sounded like his mom just then, Tor realized. More... she sounded like everyone in histories mother.
The King let it go though and didn't even seem to take offense. She probably sounded like his mom too. Plus she was correct. Rich was good about not discounting good advice, even if he didn't really want to hear it at the moment.
"Of course. Why don't we go and see to those drinks I'd suggested? I could use a nice fruit juice after that. Tor?"
"That sounds really good actually." He didn't drink alcohol and the King did, but not during the day or at important meetings. Both for basically the same reason, to keep their heads clear for when situations arose.
They were led by a man in purple and gold livery to a sitting room that had a dozen sofas and some twenty-six cozily cushioned chairs set up, with people sitting in them tensely, sipping at drinks, most of them trying desperately not to drop them or spill anything. That just made sense though, since the whole room was done in white and cream colors. The only people that looked easy about the whole thing were Karina and Rolph, along with Trice who'd spent a heck of a lot more time at the palace than anyone else he knew that didn't live there full time. Everyone else looked a bit stiff for one reason or another, including the King and his brother. It wasn't a party though, so that kind of worked.
Tor gestured to Rich, getting him to lean over a bit. It was the only way to keep from having to shout to be heard given the size difference and the general low hum of the space.
"I can't come tonight. I have an... Event at my house. A secret meeting to plot someone's well deserved destruction." He stopped and looked around, wondering if anyone else could hear him, they probably could, the room wasn't special in any way to prevent it and they had ears.
"Social destruction, by the way. I think that's all at least. Not plotting anything too bad. Has to be done though. If I find him I'll need Burks for it as well, since its actually closer to his problem than mine. Red and Brown will be available for you though, along with the rest of the Lairdgren group that isn't actively working. Some of them might be, but you and Connie should meet them all personally, in case you ever need to call on them for anything. Oh..." Tor wondered if the man was just going to order him to show up, but he just gave a single short nod, which signaled that he could continue, Tor hoped.
"Also, who's in charge of the delegation to Austra? I've set Sandra Morris to the task of being the Kingdom's magical representative and guard detail, since I have to run off directly with the Ancients and my family to that meeting we talked about."
Rich did his own looking around and finally waved to someone, a woman that looked to be about forty or so, was tall, lean and had a rather long face. It was what he liked to think of as attractively homely. She wore a rather nice looking dress that had a jacket with it, made of heavy looking material. She was sweating more than a bit and using a dark blue kerchief folded into the palm of her left hand to dab away the excess on her brow and neck covertly.
"Ambassador Callings? This is Tor. Tor, Ambassador Samantha Callings. Ducharina first. She's been the Austran Ambassador for some twelve years now I believe?" This got a nod from the woman who smiled and waved at her face as if trying to fan herself.
Tor hadn't thought to bring any extra amulets for anything, just his own and frankly the three he had were too dangerous to just hand out without explanation first, but he could get the woman something for the trip if nothing else. She just seemed so hot. The clothing she was wearing didn't help, being heavy and thick
Lyn pointed at him a bit rudely.
"Stop teasing your brother. It's not fitting for the ruler of a Kingdom." She sounded like his mom just then, Tor realized. More... she sounded like everyone in histories mother.
The King let it go though and didn't even seem to take offense. She probably sounded like his mom too. Plus she was correct. Rich was good about not discounting good advice, even if he didn't really want to hear it at the moment.
"Of course. Why don't we go and see to those drinks I'd suggested? I could use a nice fruit juice after that. Tor?"
"That sounds really good actually." He didn't drink alcohol and the King did, but not during the day or at important meetings. Both for basically the same reason, to keep their heads clear for when situations arose.
They were led by a man in purple and gold livery to a sitting room that had a dozen sofas and some twenty-six cozily cushioned chairs set up, with people sitting in them tensely, sipping at drinks, most of them trying desperately not to drop them or spill anything. That just made sense though, since the whole room was done in white and cream colors. The only people that looked easy about the whole thing were Karina and Rolph, along with Trice who'd spent a heck of a lot more time at the palace than anyone else he knew that didn't live there full time. Everyone else looked a bit stiff for one reason or another, including the King and his brother. It wasn't a party though, so that kind of worked.
Tor gestured to Rich, getting him to lean over a bit. It was the only way to keep from having to shout to be heard given the size difference and the general low hum of the space.
"I can't come tonight. I have an... Event at my house. A secret meeting to plot someone's well deserved destruction." He stopped and looked around, wondering if anyone else could hear him, they probably could, the room wasn't special in any way to prevent it and they had ears.
"Social destruction, by the way. I think that's all at least. Not plotting anything too bad. Has to be done though. If I find him I'll need Burks for it as well, since its actually closer to his problem than mine. Red and Brown will be available for you though, along with the rest of the Lairdgren group that isn't actively working. Some of them might be, but you and Connie should meet them all personally, in case you ever need to call on them for anything. Oh..." Tor wondered if the man was just going to order him to show up, but he just gave a single short nod, which signaled that he could continue, Tor hoped.
"Also, who's in charge of the delegation to Austra? I've set Sandra Morris to the task of being the Kingdom's magical representative and guard detail, since I have to run off directly with the Ancients and my family to that meeting we talked about."
Rich did his own looking around and finally waved to someone, a woman that looked to be about forty or so, was tall, lean and had a rather long face. It was what he liked to think of as attractively homely. She wore a rather nice looking dress that had a jacket with it, made of heavy looking material. She was sweating more than a bit and using a dark blue kerchief folded into the palm of her left hand to dab away the excess on her brow and neck covertly.
"Ambassador Callings? This is Tor. Tor, Ambassador Samantha Callings. Ducharina first. She's been the Austran Ambassador for some twelve years now I believe?" This got a nod from the woman who smiled and waved at her face as if trying to fan herself.
Tor hadn't thought to bring any extra amulets for anything, just his own and frankly the three he had were too dangerous to just hand out without explanation first, but he could get the woman something for the trip if nothing else. She just seemed so hot. The clothing she was wearing didn't help, being heavy and thick
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