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Iobel gets up fairly early. There's a large table full of work from yesterday available, and she thinks Edarial sleeps later than she does - so Adarin probably does too, and so even if Isabella's awake, she can't visit without disturbing her.
She orders two people's worth of breakfast - hot cereal with fruit, fried eggs, buttery toast, on a hexed platter to keep it warm, the palace is practically lousy with expensive hexes - and nibbles slowly on her half while she goes over yesterday's notes and what still remains to be done.
She has drafted a letter to her great-aunt (who is, after all, a countess and related to her and occasionally inclined to remember this, and may be able to help in some ways with some things - the loan of this property in the moors, these words in those ears, her recommendation on who to hire for this project) for review by her husband before she sends it, and begun to tediously pick apart some of the incoming mail full of requests and separate out the sincere from the strategic from the insane, by the time Edarial is likely to so much as wander out of his bedroom.
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come_midnight
dark_light
"It's a really useful spell and I don't think there's a way to see that it works on every language except Cricket's, but I am... let's go with 'concerned'."
prodigal_miser
"... I don't think I can manage to make a spell to translate every language except Cricket's anytime soon. It's not built that way, I'd have to teach it how to specify a certain language from the others and it would be something of a nightmare," Adarin says apologetically. "Sorry."
dark_light
"...can you see why this might not be the most reassuring thing you could say in this situation?"
royal_obligation
Sigh. "I will get used to being called the 'neglectful one' and stop caring?" he tries, again.
come_midnight
Iobel's hand twitches - and then she puts it back by her side.
"I'll go first?" she suggests.
"I'll go first?" she suggests.
prodigal_miser
"Sure," agrees Adarin. He gives his alt a squeeze in the hug, and then retrieves the book of cheatsheets, and casts. It looks like nothing, and it feels like nothing. But then he says, "Done."
dark_light
"You need a bit of a sample of a language and then - it's pretty intuitive." Isabella switches to English. "Now I am speaking my native language which is called English and by the end of this sentence you'll have it."
prodigal_miser
"And it will do that for all other languages that you don't understand. Mind you, the speaking you have to do yourself, but it's built to help with actually learning the language, not just doing it for you."
He looks at Edarial. "Iobel and your familiar can translate for you, if you don't want the spell?"
He looks at Edarial. "Iobel and your familiar can translate for you, if you don't want the spell?"
prodigal_miser
Adarin frowns, but then does the spell. Twice, once for Edarial, once for Berathyme.
"There you are. Your familiar, too."
"There you are. Your familiar, too."
dark_light
"Here is a sample of English, isn't my language pretty," says Isabella helpfully.
"He did the thing?" Cricket asks Iobel. "Everybody here could talk to me now if they were worth talking to?"
come_midnight
"And no, kitty, you cannot have the thing too. Maybe unless you are very well behaved with just this small group of people."
"I do not lie or say stupid things that do not make sense or fill the air with pointless small talk," says Cricket. "Everyone should be glad to understand me."
royal_obligation
Berathyme decides that now is the time for her to actually talk.
"Not filling the air with pointless small talk doesn't mean you have anything useful to add to a conversation," points out Berathyme.
"Not filling the air with pointless small talk doesn't mean you have anything useful to add to a conversation," points out Berathyme.