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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
come_midnight
"It could have been much worse if you had been actively out to do me harm," Iobel says. "Really, the fact that it wasn't should have clued me in right away."
come_midnight
"And - just ignore Cricket. I don't think he's likely to monologue at you if you don't interact with him."
prodigal_miser
"He wasn't really interacting with him, actually," says Adarin. "He just sort of - leveraged addressing me into attacking Edarial."
come_midnight
"Well, maybe I'm wrong. I'm not used to him being able to talk to people." She sighs.
come_midnight
"Believe me, if I thought I could get Cricket to apologize to you I'd do it."
come_midnight
"You have caused considerable social awkwardness and I have had limited success in cleaning up after you. You are very rude and you are not getting the language spell any time soon."
come_midnight
Iobel snorts.
When Cricket whines at her she pets him, though. "Soft kitty," she murmurs.
When Cricket whines at her she pets him, though. "Soft kitty," she murmurs.
prodigal_miser
Adarin doesn't see the appeal, himself. Rude cats.
But Edarial's improved enough for there to not be hugs, so - release from hug. Out of habit, he takes his wife's hand and smiles at her.
But Edarial's improved enough for there to not be hugs, so - release from hug. Out of habit, he takes his wife's hand and smiles at her.
come_midnight
"He's been around my whole life and he's terribly devoted, just - it's not so bad when no one else can understand him."
prodigal_miser
Adarin raises an eyebrow. "I see," he says. He glances at Edarial.
royal_obligation
"... I think that it's better I can at least understand him now. Even if I don't like what he says."