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When Iobel hears about the new world's details, and in particular her new alt's powers, she invites him over. It would have knock-on economic effects that they can't handle if he made everything that pops into her head, but crops that usually have higher yields and have been affected by this year's weather conditions can be added to the palace granary, especially pricey ones they can export or would otherwise have to import. He can make a little well-disguised generator so that they don't have to snake power cables as well as Internet ones into Chamomile through their portals. He can be conducted invisibly to various locations around the country (in a little flying vehicle he makes; she's going through a lot of invisibility scrolls to conserve her binder spells) and induced to add water here and trees there and stone to that quarry and nutrients to that low-quality soil. They are out almost all day doing that, flying high so they can be mistaken for a a bird when the short-lived invisibility wears off. And then they come back and Iobel looks through her notes and starts listing lost hexes and mythical spells.
She wants their charts.
And Cam can make them.
come_midnight
royal_obligation
"Hmmm. His crown looks prickly and uncomfortable and I bet it's hard for people to take him seriously in it. There, do you think that was enough?"
come_midnight
"Then maybe it will do. But you may collapse again at any moment and I'm short on ideas for further pettiness, so perhaps you'd best flop somewhere."
royal_obligation
"Yes, that's wise. And later, when I have recuperated my energy, I will resume my usual, non-petty existence."
come_midnight
"What will be left of you if you are without your noble stand against pettiness?" she asks, ushering him in the direction of his bedroom.
come_midnight
"Are your non-skeletal parts all made of antipettiness? How does this dovetail with you being weak and listless when you refrain?"
royal_obligation
"Oh, fine," he snorts. "My body will be totally fine, it's my mind you have to worry about."
royal_obligation
"Well, I have not devolved into thinking my father's a wonderful person, or that I should enact revenge on all those who oppose me, or that orange is definitely my color. So, I think I'm all right."
come_midnight
"I think you could pull off orange if you really wanted to, it would just be harder than using a quieter color."
royal_obligation
"I doubt it would work, but, by all means, tempt my psyche's fragility. I'll end up being petty all the time."
royal_obligation
"So insufferable! 'Edarial, why is my room on fire?' 'You didn't smile at me at dinner! Burn!'"
royal_obligation
"Yes. That's what I'm protecting you from with my sacrifice. Staggering levels of pettiness."