Oct 21, 2018 7:38 PM
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Emma and Ivan in Chronicle
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"He was sleeping when I left..." Emmalina says doubtfully. "You could probably call that 'not here', if you want. If you stretch it?" She smiles. "I wouldn't tell. But I should grab a few of my things, so, I can check on him if that would help?"






Elsewhere, Morath rolls his eyes. Fake snoring is annoying. All that focus on not puffing out smoke from his nostrils. Can't they get on with it already?
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"Mmm... grab your stuff, if he doesn't wake up we'll treat it like he nipped out," says Jann, nodding decisively.

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Trying not to think about what she's doing- she's trying to escape from a dragon, what if he's mad, what if he eats them- but he said that's not done any more? Ugh, not thinking about it- Emmalina goes to fetch her things. It only takes a few minutes; she didn't exactly pack for her move here. Some spare clothes and keepsakes and she's all set. She pauses on the way out, staring thoughtfully at the bed. It wasn't bad here. There were good times.

She tiptoes past Morath's room and breathes a sigh of relief to hear his snores.



(Snore, Morath thinks tiredly. Snore, snore, more snore.)




Good enough, Emmalina decides. He shouldn't wake up soon, if he's that deeply asleep. Besides, he's always groggy when he wakes up; it will give them extra time. And surely he wouldn't expect them to head for the Caves, either? She returns outside to Jann, smiling timidly. "I... I have everything. And he's still dead asleep."



SNORE.
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"Swell. Off we go. My horse is tied up thisaway."

His horse is a strawberry roan and noses her in a friendly way when they get closer.
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"Oh, aren't you just the prettiest girl?" Emmalina says delightedly as she walks up to say hello to the roan. "Yes, hello, it's nice to meet you too."

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"Her name's Morganite!" says Jann, untying the horse. "I can walk while you ride, if you like? I don't think I want her carrying two in rocky territory like this."

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Emmalina giggles as Morganite lips at her hair, then extracts herself and sobers. "I'm not sure you can even bring her in the Caves?" she says as she sizes up Morganite. "I don't know how she'd take the darkness, or the magic caverns, or anything. And the rocks will only get worse."

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"Yeah, but it's a ways from here to the entrance, isn't it? I'd rather find somewhere nearish the caves to park her."

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Emmalina nods. "There's a closer entrance but I don't know the password and there's always dragons around." She looks at Morganite's gear and shrugs helplessly. "Thank you for the offer, that's very nice of you. Whatever's faster, maybe? I can't imagine I walk faster than you but without a side saddle I'm not sure riding's any better."

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"We can both walk, give her a break." He takes hold of her reins. "Lead the way, princess."

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Emmalina ties her satchel to Morganite's saddle and takes the lead. She doesn't usually go through the farther door, since Morath always uses the dragon's entrance, but she knows where it is. It's the not-actually-official official entrance for knights and princes; there's always questers coming through, and the dragons prefer them to at least to be in a predictable place.

After a couple of minutes, Emmalina decides to break the silence. She's has had many years of etiquette classes, and she knows the rules of small talk. "So, tell me about Raxwell?" she prompts.
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"Nice place. Ruled by a duke and duchess because it's technically half a kingdom - other half is currently called Ferdinandia. Crown broke in half when they split, whole long story there, everyone wants them back together but it's a bit tough going."

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Emmalina frowns thoughtfully. "I think I've heard something about a broken crown. There was an adoption and a marriage involved, right?"

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"Yup. Standard-issue princess ran away from Ferdinand-winner-of-now-Ferdinandia, adopted one married him, crown took exception. Conveniently, the current heir of Raxwell and current duke of Ferdinandia are adorably in love. Inconveniently, both men; unclear if they'll satisfy the crown."

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"That does sound cute. I guess there aren't spells to check that sort of thing..."

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"Not really. If they get married and that doesn't solve the problem they might have to have kids. They're planning to consult those three princesses of the Enchanted Forest."

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Emmalina laughs, but it comes out rather pained. "My parents had conniptions when they heard that story."

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"Huh? Why? I thought it was cute."

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"Me too. But it didn't fit with how they thought the world should work, I suppose."

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"It is rather nontraditional."

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"Well, since making deals with dragons is apparently traditional, I don't see the appeal." Emmalina realizes she's getting close to ranting and takes a deep breath. "...sorry."

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"You were a contract abduction? Those... well, they happen, but it's not actually customary."

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Emmalina shrugs and looks away uncomfortably. "Well. They've at least happened before. Which was good enough, I suppose."

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"I'm sorry."

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"It's not your fault, but thank you." She smiles at him. "You rescued me, so it's rather the opposite of your fault, actually."

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