It's been about a week since Julius' disappearance and I've been snowed under with briefings and other court politics. Xanthe, Taman and Aliana have been assisting me and, don't get me wrong, their help is greatly appreciated, but the three of them can get a little distracted.
For example, right now.
The three of them (and Dallin) were meant to quiz me on Azumond's laws in the library but it's now turned into an argument over Athena.
"I still stand impartial to this matter," Xanthe grumbled, sipping her Blood of the Old.
"Come, Mistress, surely you agree that Elia is the victim!" Aliana groaned, throwing her hands up and leaning back in her chair.
"I believe that, yes, Athena could've been more discreet but I also believe there is a reason behind her actions." Xanthe retorted and I sighed.
"Can't we just continue on with this?" I muttered, tracing my finger over the text in a tome.
"Of course, Your Highness." Taman nodded, "Section 42?"
"The production of narcotics outside of a medicinal standpoint is illegal," I repeated and Aliana nodded.
"13?" She asked and Xanthe glared at her.
"...Nobility is not allowed to marry into the guard." I grunted and Xanthe shook her head, snatching the book from the hands of the Whitemane siblings.
"Section 28, subsection 18?" Xanthe pressed me.
"Merchants are allowed to sell all products except for those that are stolen," I responded and Aliana clapped.
"Even I forgot that one." Dallin chuckled and earned a glare from Taman and Xanthe.
"Shall we stop? This is getting a tad repetitive." Taman wondered and I nodded.
"I am beginning to get a headache." I sighed, rubbing my temples.
"In that case, I know just the place, although we will have to... Dress down." Aliana smirked and we all gave her a look.
"The thing is, do we want to know?" Taman grumbled.
"Of course, get dressed ladies and gentlemen, this is a party for five." Aliana grinned and we all split off to our respective chambers.
. . .
"Why are we in the Jackus District?" I questioned, gulping as we passed what appeared to be the aftermath of a street brawl.
"You'll see. It's just here." Aliana chuckled, turning sharply left and into a bar labelled 'The Drunken Pup'.
How ironic... For the Jackus District, that is.
We all followed her in, but unfortunately, despite Xanthe's rather fantastic 'getdown', it's fairly easy to tell the difference between the only dracaenae in the country and a commoner.
Aliana wrapped an arm over my shoulders and whispered in my ear, "Anyone you fancy?"
"...Not particularly." I answered, doing a quick scan of the room which consisted of mainly unconscious middle-aged men and the occasional barmaid.
"You will soon enough. Have a seat, Ladies." Aliana offered and we all sat down at a large, secluded table in the corner.
"Tell me, Aliana, why are we here?" Taman asked his sister and she shrugged.
"Three... Two... One..." She counted down and gazed over the stage, where a red curtain was covering the equipment.
"What are you counting?" Dallin asked as soon as the curtain was opened, "Oh, you naughty girl!"
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The First Queen
خيال (فانتازيا)Elia is an orphan living in The Wilds in a small village, but one day, she meets an attractive and charming knight who summons her to the Palace of Azumond where she is found out to be the secret lovechild of King Gabriel. King Gabriel falls ill and...
