Post by Moira ap Eiluned on Jan 23, 2011 21:33:58 GMT -8
...What in the name of the High Houses is Count Kara-Murza thinking?!? I can’t wrap my mind around it, can’t figure out how he came up with this insane plan....
It had still hurt when Count Kara-Murza asked for his favor back. I’d sort of guessed that would be coming; I’d sensed change on the wind for weeks now, knew when I saw the announcement for Court that big changes would be coming. I even suspected that I’d be involved – the Count’s oblique comments about me being kept busy soon enough were a good hint. I’d prayed that the Duchess had sanctioned my rise to Knight. All I’ve ever wanted is to be a Knight-Errant, but if that was granted then I would not be able to wear the Count’s favor. So when he asked for it back, I had hope, but sorrow as well. It was nice to have something of his, a tangible sign of his approval. But a Knight’s belt would be more than worth it.
When Baroness Erzabeth brought the box forward, I was confused. When it opened...
Panic. Pure utter panic. I tried desperately to make it look like stunned honor, but in truth I was trying my best not to flee in utter fear. But a member of House Gwydion does not shirk her duties, no matter how terrifying or unexpected. Or insane. Did I mention insane? Maybe I would be lucky, and there wouldn’t be too many of our people in my Barony...
Oops, wait, no, Sir Mat just got assigned to my service, now what? He wants to be busy, be given missions. That’s what I wanted! I don’t know how to give people orders! I’m not a commander, never trained for this, even Jezebel didn’t spend a lot of time teaching me politics from the leadership angle, what was the point?
And now...
Crap, what the...! He just fell over again! What did I miss, I thought I’d gotten that problem cleared up, she said it was, he said it was...no, wait –
What the heck is this pendant...why is it...yikes, burning him, burning my gloves, better get it off him...good, the cord broke, turning to ash, the Count looks like crap but he’s still conscious that’s a good sign...what can I do, what am I supposed to do? Why can’t the Dreaming give the poor man a break?
...She’s dead? Who? Please, please, let this be a problem I can just STAB and solve for once...!
It had still hurt when Count Kara-Murza asked for his favor back. I’d sort of guessed that would be coming; I’d sensed change on the wind for weeks now, knew when I saw the announcement for Court that big changes would be coming. I even suspected that I’d be involved – the Count’s oblique comments about me being kept busy soon enough were a good hint. I’d prayed that the Duchess had sanctioned my rise to Knight. All I’ve ever wanted is to be a Knight-Errant, but if that was granted then I would not be able to wear the Count’s favor. So when he asked for it back, I had hope, but sorrow as well. It was nice to have something of his, a tangible sign of his approval. But a Knight’s belt would be more than worth it.
When Baroness Erzabeth brought the box forward, I was confused. When it opened...
Panic. Pure utter panic. I tried desperately to make it look like stunned honor, but in truth I was trying my best not to flee in utter fear. But a member of House Gwydion does not shirk her duties, no matter how terrifying or unexpected. Or insane. Did I mention insane? Maybe I would be lucky, and there wouldn’t be too many of our people in my Barony...
Oops, wait, no, Sir Mat just got assigned to my service, now what? He wants to be busy, be given missions. That’s what I wanted! I don’t know how to give people orders! I’m not a commander, never trained for this, even Jezebel didn’t spend a lot of time teaching me politics from the leadership angle, what was the point?
And now...
Crap, what the...! He just fell over again! What did I miss, I thought I’d gotten that problem cleared up, she said it was, he said it was...no, wait –
What the heck is this pendant...why is it...yikes, burning him, burning my gloves, better get it off him...good, the cord broke, turning to ash, the Count looks like crap but he’s still conscious that’s a good sign...what can I do, what am I supposed to do? Why can’t the Dreaming give the poor man a break?
...She’s dead? Who? Please, please, let this be a problem I can just STAB and solve for once...!