Iobel writes to both parents with the news.
Kalars writes back; she has his utmost sympathy, but if she doesn't want a visit he doesn't need to be there for his own sake.
Raney doesn't write back; she just turns up the next day, dwarf caiman familiar tucked under her arm.
She wants to meet her son-in-law.
royal_obligation
Edarial will politely not look over her shoulder or anything as she writes. Because he tries not to be a jerk.
"Are blank notebooks an appropriate item for gifts?" he asks, curiously.
"Are blank notebooks an appropriate item for gifts?" he asks, curiously.
come_midnight
She looks up. "I usually get them in bulk, but I always need more eventually, so - I suppose so."
come_midnight
"I keep thinking about what a pity it seems to be that we didn't meet under better circumstances and wondering what can be salvaged."
royal_obligation
"It does seem like quite a pity, yes. As to what can be salvaged... I have no idea? We will have to find out."
come_midnight
"I suppose so, yes."
Cricket mutters something. She murmurs back.
"You good Iobel," Cricket demands in Marlese. Again.
Cricket mutters something. She murmurs back.
"You good Iobel," Cricket demands in Marlese. Again.
royal_obligation
"I will be my very best to Iobel," promises Edarial to Cricket, sincerely.
come_midnight
Iobel translates the grammatical details.
Cricket purrs in his binder's lap.
Cricket purrs in his binder's lap.
royal_obligation
"Oh. Er..."
Pause. "I think you are extremely pretty?" he says, shyly.
Pause. "I think you are extremely pretty?" he says, shyly.
royal_obligation
Little smile. That's about all of the bravery he's got in him for today.
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