"Someone was looking for you," a drunk, muscular man applying some paint to his fingernails says to Belmarniss as she walks by. "Drow girl."
"He's the pharaoh's brother. Cleric of Abadar, does... trade policy? I think? I've never heard anyone complain about him. There was some nonsense about the wife? Maybe ask Mahdi, he follows that stuff."
"Mahdi's going to be rich once he retires, right. He could buy his way into the Dome if he wants to. He's started paying more attention to it all. It's terrible."
"I hear you're up on celebrity gossip and I'm gonna be doing cultural consultancy for the office of Prince Merenre and want all the details."
"Celebrity gossip." He raises an eyebrow at Hagan. "I have heard that the Prince Merenre is a devoted servant of Abadar."
"I do think it's one of the basic research responsibilities of the party wizard to know things about their government."
"By ordinary standards they're a little young. I think Merenre's twenty-five? But then they have different duties than the rest of us."
Snort. "He invested a lot of crown money in a jewelry business and then a couple months after that the proprietor revealed she was actually a woman dressing as a man and now betrothed to him. Anyone's guess what actually happened, of course. I have heard that presumably he picked a fellow out and demanded he switch, or that the fellow switched of his own accord when he thought it'd get him a shot at it, or that it really was a woman all along but it's her brother who ran the shop..."
"A good question. I think not strictly speaking? It's not obvious there would be avenues to decline short of fleeing the continent, though."
"They can take women without anyone's approval. I'm not sure it'd be different if one tried it with a man. It might bother people more."
"Well, my grandmother likes to say that you at least shouldn't marry someone who'd rather be dead - too likely they chance stabbing you in your sleep - but that's probably not the same bar in Osirion. I suppose I'll try not to interest any royalty."
"Aren't they? Good to know. Brush me up on the protocol for kneeling and so on, will you -"
"Of course." And he explains. Osirion takes their royalty very seriously which is why you kneel in their presence and don't contradict or disobey them without a spectacularly good reason and so on.