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Edarial is nine, and he's avoiding his mother again.
Exploring the palace gets old after a while, but the library's even worse, and he suspects that if he spent any more time in his room, he'd scream. So, exploring the palace it is. Berathyme's with him, anyway, so the palace won't be so boring. She tends to make observations he didn't notice himself, and that's always interesting, if not always useful. Corridor, corridor, guest rooms, oh yes that is the closet with all of the uncomfortably looking coats, he'd forgotten about that one. Berathyme observes that they've been used relatively recently, some poor souls must have suffered - and then he opens a door and there's something he doesn't recognize.
He stares at the bar in confusion, consults briefly with Berathyme, and then wanders in.
What exactly is going on here?
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royal_obligation
royal_obligation
"Thank you! I want to see if there are spells that I can use today that will help, too, though. Like, I don't know, something that makes a meal. That's be useful, even if it's not the hex."
she_sells_seashells
"That would be nice. I have to ration my shells very carefully to stay as long as I can here. I mostly eat potatoes and milk."
royal_obligation
"... I really want the hex to work for you," he says. "Because that sounds unpleasant. I'll look for something to make food."
she_sells_seashells
"Potatoes and milk are nice, I like them fine, and it's not like eating clams and salmon and bread all the time at home is much more interesting. But it would be nice if you could make something else."
royal_obligation
"You're welcome!" he says brightly.
Read. Read read read read read - he finds something promising, spends fifteen minutes cramming it into his head, followed by testing it and getting a pair of glowing eyes for his troubles.
"Hey, Bell," says Edarial with a grin (and glowing eyes). "I can make food now."
Read. Read read read read read - he finds something promising, spends fifteen minutes cramming it into his head, followed by testing it and getting a pair of glowing eyes for his troubles.
"Hey, Bell," says Edarial with a grin (and glowing eyes). "I can make food now."
she_sells_seashells
"What kind?" she asks, beaming up at him and clapping her hands excitedly.
royal_obligation
"Ummm," he says, and he reads the description for the spell chart, "'One hardboiled egg, an apple, celery sticks and -' oh, sorry, bread and butter. That part's probably not helpful, but the rest is."
she_sells_seashells
"It's all helpful, it's food," she says emphatically. "What does it feel like when your eyes do that?"
royal_obligation
Another nod from the prince.
"It doesn't feel like anything - well, okay, my hair is all - tingly and floaty, and that tickles a bit, but that's hardly anything at all. I can tell I'm charging a spell, and I know what spell I'm charging, but the eyes themselves - I don't feel anything at all."
"It doesn't feel like anything - well, okay, my hair is all - tingly and floaty, and that tickles a bit, but that's hardly anything at all. I can tell I'm charging a spell, and I know what spell I'm charging, but the eyes themselves - I don't feel anything at all."
royal_obligation
"Thanks," says Edarial, shyly. "I usually feel a bit silly while charging. Glowing eyes and all."
she_sells_seashells
"But it's magic. I can't do any magic. I'd like it if I could glow my eyes."
royal_obligation
"... Maybe there's a spell to get you a spirit animal? Or. No, that'd be a hex, probably."
royal_obligation
"I'll look, anyway. And if it's not here, I can add it to the list of things I will look into when I get home."
she_sells_seashells
"Well, once you go home we probably won't see each other again, you know, I've never met the same person twice here."
royal_obligation
"... Oh," says Edarial. "That's disappointing. I'll try to get as much done while I'm here that I can, then."
she_sells_seashells
"That's what I do. If you make a cornucopia we can stay a long time!"
royal_obligation
He nods.
"We can! That'll be nice. I can probably make a lot of them, too, hand them out."
"We can! That'll be nice. I can probably make a lot of them, too, hand them out."
royal_obligation
"It would be! Especially if people only get to eat clams, salmon, and bread where you live, they'll get to have other things too now."
she_sells_seashells
"Sometimes there's other stuff. Just not usually. Clams and salmon is mostly my family because I work on a clam boat and my dad works on a salmon boat. The neighbors eat crabs and sardines more."
royal_obligation
Head tilt.
"You can't at least trade with your neighbors, so they get clams and salmon and you get crabs and sardines?"
"You can't at least trade with your neighbors, so they get clams and salmon and you get crabs and sardines?"