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409 - My Question to You Minis Aan...

"I talked him into it," Chevenga jumped in to say, smiling.

I had to grin at him.  People were comfortable enough with him that they could chuckle, however politely smothered.  Here I was next to Kallijas and Chevenga, the most famous or powerful and famous men in the world and I was nervous?  "He did," I said.

"It wasn't easy, either," Chevenga answered my comment with a bigger grin.  A

Shirley offline until tomorrow

Author's Note by Proxy:
Happy New Year, Eclipse Court fans, this is Karen pinch-posting for Shirley to say that she won't be posting a chapter of Minis's tale today due to technical problems.  The power supply on her modem (supplied by the lovely folks at Bell Sympatico) went kablooie on Saturday, and despite an earnest promise on said lovely folks' part to courier her a replacement in 48 hours,

408 - Why are You Campaigning for Imperatorship Now?

You really want me to open my mouth and shen father hatred out don't you? Shut up, Roras, you're tempting me too much."It seems to me, Serin Aan, you were in a good position to know him, to understand his motives, and thus to speculate intelligently, so I ask you to."

How do I put this without whining or spewing? "My speculation is that my father, Rest he in Celestialis, believed he did not

407 - We'll Limit it to Three

I put my eye to the peep-hole as Minis got up.  There were holes all along this hallway, right behind the tapestry and Ili was to my right, solemnly sworn not to giggle, and Ailadas on his right.  I could feel 1st Amitzas right behind me, like a painful smell."You are sworn not to giggle, Ilesias." I reminded him, and he whispered.  "Yes, Uncle Gan I promised.  I wanna see Minis announce this

406 - How did I let Him talk me into THIS?!

The women's corridors provided a small room where Atzana and Laisa and Farasha and I could sit.  I had appealed to 2nd Amitzas that Inensa should see this press gathering and he said he would bring her to the correct door and wait for her return, since she was still considered a prisoner in custody."Is she going to come, Ky?"  Aztana was understandably nervous about meeting the Mahid mother. I

405 - I love you too, you shithead.

The solas were very confused by our reactions.  Joras just shrugged and said.  "You might as well leave the swords out to protect him.  I'll take the rear.""Err… sure ser…" The leader had hold of my wrists since I had given them to him.  "Um… the exalted is  giving these ones your parole?  Second Fire come if the exalted lies?""Yes, centurion, I will come peacefully with you up to the Marble

404 - Without Ugly Violence

"Ser Aan, let me show you the wing you would be living in..."It was most unusual, that I should be dealing with Sera Liren but Nuninibas was more interested in playing with Ili than negotiating rentals.She led me, personally through three libraries, which – she said – had had some important works saved during the sack by hiding them under the Fire Fountains.  There were sufficient bedrooms and

Author's Note

My apologies guys... I could not manage to find any writing time today.  We are in Toronto, and just finished a ritual to Poseidon and Helios, freezing our butts off!  And Friday is xmas eve so no post, sorry.  I have a lot of presents still to wrap!

Happy Holidays!

403 - You're Fired!

(a torn scrap of paper upon the floor of the Pages, next the waste basket of Metkias Siiren)"Hey Intharas!""WHAT!?"  (such a melodious bellow from the boss)"I gotta hot tip for yeh. From one of the mane artists... up t' Marble Palace way.  He says Sparky's back...""What.  Meh. WHAT???? AAAAAAH!  DOUBLE-SECURE THE INK VATS! EVERYBODY MOVE!YOU'RE ALL FIRED!"  (joking of course, remembering the

402 - Despite Caste Blindness

My thanks to Karen for the Intharas story, entire. Danke!
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I sat in the mane artist's chair and breathed deeply as he had me tipped to one side, trying to relax.  The tug at the nape of my neck wasn't painful and every moment or so he would flip another length of hair from his hands to fall forward across my chest out of the way as he sewed the next lock in.  It was so strange