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After Adarin and Isabella depart, Edarial gets back to juggling projects. Unsurprisingly, Iobel is a large help in this. Once she gets a handle on all of the things involved with being a monarch, he can not constantly be doing that alone. He still helps, he's still there doing monarch things and fixing the country, but now he's got a bit more free time to devote to other things.
Accordingly, there's a project he picks back up that he was only tinkering with before his marriage. He'd like to reinvent the fountain that heals familiars, have there be others in strategic locations, so that spellbinders don't need to rush to the capitol to avoid being unmade. Progress on the project's always been slow, there's a reason that it hasn't just been reinvented immediately after the spell charts were lost, but he's got some very good reasons to work on it with a near-obsessive zeal.
One day, to his utter surprise, when he goes to find another portion of the spell-chart to complete, he can't find it. He stares at the chart, stunned. Then he starts checking his work. It takes him a few days to finish the corrections.
Then he's done. He's remade a revolutionary spell chart.
He picks up the huge spell chart, does his best to fold it down to a reasonable travel size, and then heads off to show the nearest spell binder - Iobel.
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royal_obligation
come_midnight
"Yeah, you seem to be - relevantly injured. It's good you can talk, I don't know what I'd be doing trying to make sure you were awake if you had a broken jaw or a punctured lung or something."
come_midnight
"Because certainly in this scenario you'd be up for that, and the ceiling would have left enough clearance."
royal_obligation
"No, I would stand up and declare in mime that I was going to tapdance, and then it would move to allow room."
come_midnight
"Ah, I see. Certainly if the roof were inclined to disobey your direct orders it would have joined the protestors while they were here instead of collapsing afterwards."
come_midnight
"I wonder if it was an assassin. If there was a brief yet violent earthquake that would explain why no one's gotten to this pile of rubble in particular yet. But it didn't feel like that, I suppose."
royal_obligation
"We'll only be able to find out if we get out of here," he points out.
come_midnight
"Which we will. You will stay awake, I will fix your head, you can heal everything else, and we will walk right out of here."
come_midnight
"They're not in any physical danger because they're at the fountain - even if it collapses further they'll be fine. We walk out, we clear away the rubble ourselves by hand if we have to. We could blow two more of my spells wall-walking them, but the odds are very good that someone won't be happy to see us, out there."
royal_obligation
"... True. I should use the vision spell, first, so we can see them coming."
come_midnight
"Could be handy. Although I won't recognize the eyeshine colors of anyone in particular, will you?"
come_midnight
"For that matter, even with the other version - if you memorized that one? - I'm not sure I'd recognize people, but presumably it includes things like facial expression as much as anything else."
royal_obligation
"I did," says Edarial awkwardly, "actually memorize it. So. I suppose it's an option."
come_midnight
"If you don't trust me with it you could just cast it on yourself," she says. "Or just if you want to conserve the slots."
come_midnight
"You could just cast it on me. I don't overwhelmingly desire to see the denizens of Forgrat naked but I won't be permanently scarred."
come_midnight
"All right. We have a plan."
She tries again to charge. Nothing, fuck, how long is this going to take? (Well, she knows how long total - just not how much of it is left to go.)
She tries again to charge. Nothing, fuck, how long is this going to take? (Well, she knows how long total - just not how much of it is left to go.)