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The capital is boring.
Why is the capital boring? It's the capital! It should have interesting people in it! But noo, everyone she's met so far has been an idiot. Mostly not even an entertaining idiot, just a boring idiot who thinks she should be impressed by their whatever, like, no, in order to impress her you can start by not being an idiot.
On the plus side, the party has free booze, so that's nice.
Poetry! Perhaps if Fia reads enough of it the name of the section will begin to make sense.
It is.
They will need to eat at various points, but other than that there's no particular reason to spend the whole day in the library reading excellent poetry.
Shortly after sundown, another woman of about Fia's age comes traipsing into the library.
"Guess who's here to bother you!" she says, interrupting Fia's reading by leaning over her and vigorously ruffling her hair.
"Necori Zeris," he says, sweeping an elegant and slightly melodramatic bow.
"I'm glad to hear that. I suspect the reverse is also true, from what I've been told about you."
"What have you heard besides 'set a guy on fire', or was that enough?"
"Set the Lord of the Howling Mountain on fire for trying to kidnap you, specifically."
"I would say 'I like to make a habit of respecting people who can set me on fire' but realistically I don't have a strong enough self-preservation instinct."
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