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Tallurian Capital Estate, Lalrial, The Heartlands
Odvin, 7th of Gerna 1200 AU - 07.03.1200


The rooms of the Tallurian manor within Lalrial were nowhere near so well adorned or spacious as those back in the ancient palace in Rianis, but they were plenty comfortable and certainly serviceable for such meetings. There was no need for the most formal of rooms to see use, Varminia was not here holding court.

The room most often was used as a study, a mid sized table dominated the center of the room, surrounded by padded chairs with crimson cushions. Bookshelves and a large wine cabinet were the other prominent fixtures in the room. The Queen of Tellaria sat straight backed and regal in one of the chairs, her brother-in-law seated beside her as the two awaited the arrival of the potential heiress to the empire. Several of Lady Marra's choice wines, hand picked by the great socialite herself had been set out upon the table as well.

After a period of waiting the silence was broken as an attendant clad in the white and crimson of House Tallurian entered the chamber and lowered his gaze before speaking to the high lords within the room. “My Queen, Bannerlord, the Duchess Allianna has arrived.”

“Very well, please show her in.” Varminia spoke quickly to the servant who nodded and departed from the room.

Moments past in silence before the shuffling feet of the servant returned, along with the soft padding of another. It was not long after, that the servant was bowing out of the room while the richly dressed Allianna was standing expectantly in front of the table, wearing a pearly smile and purple velvet.

“Good-day to you Queen and Bannerlord,” Allianna courteously addressed the waiting pair, “you wished for my audience?”

Varminia extended a pale arm and gestured to one of the several chairs on the opposite side of the table from where she and Lothar sat. “Thank you for joining us here Allianna, please take a seat and help yourself to the wine, Lady Marra is as many agree as true connoisseur of such things and she assures me that these are the finest.” The Queen paused for a moment to allow the potential heiress to the imperial throne to take her seat. Allianna kept her smile as she sat, her head tilted in focus.

“We are pleased you accepted our invitation for there is much to speak about. These are difficult times and the passing of your father has left a void.”

“Indeed it has, and not just in our hearts,” Allianna agreed solemnly, “what would you like to discuss?”

“We wish to ask you what your impression of the state of the empire is and what course you see yourself taking should you become empress.” Varminia stated seductively.

“With the questions I’ve been hearing in the courts and the halls since that black day, I’m afraid to report that it would seem the Empire has no singular direction or plan of action to solve any of it’s crises,” Allianna answered simply. “Each one of us has a different idea of what the Empire needs to be significantly better, but that in itself is an issue. Without stability in our choices, the diets of the land are going to be fickle and fragile, in all things; not only economy or military, but all things. So I suppose the first thing we ought to do is compromise and agree on a course of action. What do you two think this course of action shall be?”

Varminia’s crimson eyes focused on Allianna more then and her lips quirked upwards into a bit of a smile at the younger woman’s words. “One of the first steps to ruling is to find the best people and delegate. We have people in the realm with great skill. Ralltene bleeds gold as the story goes and I can speak for Jakinius’ military achievements from experience. But you are the one who spent time learning the true secret to ruling. If it were my choice, I would place Jakinius in in the Marshall’s seat, and make Ralltene the Master of Coin. Both would be wasted as emperor for they would be forced to divert their focuses from their strengths. There is no reason that the empire cannot confront all its challenges with the proper organization and delegation.” Varminia paused there. “Your father raised his children to serve a purpose. Jakinius was sent to us, Ralltene journeyed the realm, but he kept you close, you are the one trained to rule.”

Lothar nodded in acknowledgement at Varminia’s outline of a possible direction forward, though looking slightly more reserved. He began to speak. “Variminia’s suggestion is as viable as any number that have currently floated through the Imperial Courts and the discussions of Prime Magistrates, of course. Ralltene and Jakinius, with some possible exception on the latter, are very much.. Known quantities, shall we say? I would not hesitate to say they would excel in the positions my wise Sister-in-law outlines, if they would be inclined to accept them. I would not wish to offer a solution to the current situation, but rather, measure and offer my support to the most prudent course of action, as I’m sure both of you can no doubt sympathise with.” Lothar paused, considering.

“Varminia speaks of your abilities, and while no doubt tested to a level exceeding competence here in the Heartlands, I know they are not enough to rule alone, but that is not my primary concern. You are somewhat of an unknown, an unmarried claimant, arguably, in my view, an asset, to others, a failing, which does not allow me to discern from even something so, perhaps, unrelated, what kind of person you are. Queen Varminia views you as a strong candidate for your skills and for your gender, the former wise and the latter understandable. I wish to know what kind of person my Sister-in-law, and myself, if I choose, would be supporting. If you’ll entertain a follow on question, too, what is your solution to the current possible impasse?” Lothar asked, looking at Allianna and taking stock of her as she considered her response, though not at all unkindly.

“The other contenders are my family,” Allianna answered, “and as a family we have run the heartlands and governed the leading cabinets for many years, and only when we put knives to each other’s throats did this ever start to truly fail. To put it simply, Bannerlord Lothar, the best solution is one of unity, where each person does what they do best for the whole; be it finances as the treasurer or battle as the marshal. We all have a place, and I think I agree with the wise Queen when I say I second her placement of my brothers in the cabinet.”

Allianna wagged a finger and smiled, “but of course a contender would say these words, and explain in the end that this means they are the only one capable of being the Empress, which would be untrue. What I am saying is not a defense to my own candidacy, but a mere observation of politics. Ralltene is a businessmen, Violette would prosper under him, but I dare say he is not a philanthropist willing to throw his money at the rest of the nation like people seem to assume, no, he is a businessmen, and they are good at keeping money to themselves. I think he would make an excellent treasurer, and likewise Jakinius’ ability at war. The north favors Jakinius for his desire to quell the north, but perhaps he aims too far north than is good to invest the title of Emperor and all of the land into. I am as you say, an unknown; but only to you as I was the hidden voice of my father while he was away on his adventures. This is nothing new to me, and I truly think that with no ties to favor a particular house, perhaps others might see how it is the Empress’ goal to help all of the houses, and not a singular interest.”

She folded her hands, “simply put I return to my original thesis; unity without bias, stability without confliction.”

“Those are lovely words, with pleasant associations. But they are simply words. You have offered little in the way of actual policy or plans that you would seek to undertake should you become empress.” Varminia began speaking again. “What you say is appealing but I see clearly enough to see that you promise nothing and that what while you speak of helping all the houses you do not speak of what that entails.” The queen shrugged then. “Show us that there is a solid plan behind your clever words and I will listen. My own reputation is well known and I will vote for whoever is most capable, you just have to demonstrate it.”

“Plan?” Allianna raised a brow, “but of course. I’m sure you are aware of the works the Imperial court has been striving towards the last few months. Let me explain.”

“In my father’s absence the courts have undertaken the brunt of the Empire’s current situation and likewise we collectively have formulated plans, as well as individually devised what we would consider the best course of action, let me map out the latest.”

Allianna cleared her throat as she started talking with her fingers and hands, her eyes bouncing between the two as she started to explain, “currently the Empire has seven major issues felt by all the provinces, seven issues we are working hard on mending; these issues being Emperor Taramyth’s debt, Lack of naval funds, shortage of resources and garrison in the north, heresies, vilespawn incursions, vulnerability to Eastern and Western invasion, and of course provincial crime lords. It is agreed upon that the North needs to be settled, but without further indebting the imperial treasury, the naval fleets need to be reinforced -- effectively fixing our west and east flanks, our interior needs to improve on its garrison presence and response to incursion and heresies, and our policing force needs to… well frankly be enforced. So the fix is tough and long, but it isn’t a bandage, such as throwing money at the issue or stabbing it until it goes away. First the debtors may be petitioned by the court along with the newly elected leader to cut or dissolve outstanding debt by simply providing the clause of Taramyths debt, considering his love for personal loans. We could even take the brunt of the challenge by giving his late belongings to the debtors. If this is not possible then negotiations on a reasonable debt and payment plans will be enacted. Expeditions Imperially funded will cease save for scouting missions for a select period of time to diffuse tensions on our borders and our wallet. Recruitment will be enforced in troubled crime areas of the provinces to thin the youthful population and send them to the troubled border to fill in for our missing garrison while weakening the crime lord’s potential. Returning youths will be militarized by the process, lowering criminal efficiency and making them ripe for new policing recruitments in these troubled areas, creating jobs. Of course more direct actions will be taken, and I will negotiate with my Uncle Shamgar to cooperatively use the national church and inquisition to aid in policing and routing of criminal activity. The recycling of military units, and slackening of outright invasions will provide a trickle of money to be used in giving our navy a true backbone. Should our positive status continue, than a palisade built on integers between us and the troubled north might be plausible for protection and job creation. I hope to also open negotiations to the closest tribes and their chieftains, perhaps a common ground can be met about the more violent tribes, and maybe a buffer can be created.”

Varminia nodded periodically as Allianna explained the more details plan for how exactly she wanted to work to fix the realm on the whole and it appeared that she approved of it. “Thank you for your time Duchess, we shall think on what was said here today but I for one can tell you that you have met my expectations and that I believe you would make a fine empress.” Varminia smiled then. “I have heard from Ralltene, and I have spoken to you, I wish to speak to Jakinius as well before I make my decision. But it has truly been a pleasure to speak with one so knowledgeable about what it actually takes to rule and so clear a plan to fix the problems.” Varminia rose from her seat as a sign that the meeting was now over.

“My attendants will show you out,” She said finally as she gestured magnanimously towards the doorway.

“Glad to be of service,” Allianna nodded her head as she stood up. A courteous smile flashed from her face as she gave her proper goodbyes.
I think the northern part of that beige was filled by the npc. But the southern part is open if I am correct. And the peninsula as well of course
@GowiFixed that
Lalrial, The Heartlands
Odvin, 7th of Gerna 1200 AU - 07.03.1200


It had been an unpleasantly rushed trip. Varminia had been to the capital before many times over the course of her life, first as a child and then as Queen, but never for a reason like this that required such urgency. And even on the best of trips, after four days spent in the carriage, no matter how well made the cushions were made it started to get unpleasant. It wasn't helped by the fact that she had needed to leave Divorain behind in Tellaria. But Avalia wasn't ready to rule without help and with Siegfried three years gone there was no one else.

Varminia frowned, her internal thoughts straying to the loss she had suffered. It had been strange, one day her husband had been fine and then the next he was dead. There hadn't been any signs, no symptoms, no sickness, just death when she had awakened one morning nearly three years before. Potent though the healing magic of the Tallurians was, it could not bring back the dead, not that she hadn't tried, burning herself so low that she had nearly lost herself in those first moments of shock when she hoped it might not be too late.

So lost in thought was she, reliving memories better left untouched that she hardly noticed that the carriage had finally come to a stop until one of her attendants knocked upon the side gently to alert her.

“My Queen, we have reached Lalrial.”

At that she blinked, her crimson eyes refocusing on the man in red and white livery and then she nodded. “Very well. Inform Marra that I will be with her shortly. And have my horse readied, I have someone I need to see.”

“Yes my Queen.” The attendant said quickly as he bowed his head and moved away from the carriage. And several minutes later, Queen Varminia of Tellaria, accompanied by several of her guards rode off into the city.

The area that had come to be known, informally to its occupants, at least, as Amrothan Row was the area of the Imperial city that their Prime Magistrate and assortment of other staff had come to occupy largely in permanency. It was far from the typical standard of a spacious estate, though one could argue enough money had been invested to keep the assortment of buildings at least as presentable as any other manor. The presence of Dreiben's Bannerlord had seen that many more guards were present, particularly the Bannerguard, some atop their mounts in their resplendant armour and boasting their carefully earned and splendidly crafted wings, while others had become the more mundane foot soldier, though no less formidable. It was as such noticeable that the extra traffic had come to demand temporary stands for ses, the extra horses, and even such transitory structures seemed to of been created with great care, ever the Dreibene eye towards their equine charges. The ever present canine companions too were evident, seemingly wild but leashed by some unseen discipline.

Varminia rode slowly through the streets, flanked on either side by two of her guardsmen in thier distinctive white and crimson garb. The crimson haired queen of Tellaria glanced about as she did so, there was something pleasant about this part of the city, something that sparked fond memories, even if some of the things she now looked back on fondly had always irritated her in the moment.

With her guards to her sides she rode towards the center of the Dreiben "estate" within the city. There were many things that she had to do, but this would be first. She had not spoken to her late husband's family in person since before he died and some things had to be done before one could truly move on.

One of her guards moved to ride in front of her to announce her presence but she waved him back and went forward herself. "Please inform Lothar that Varminia has come to see him." She spoke to one of the Bannerguards.

The attending guards had watched impassively as the Tellarians had approached, knowing the distinctive colours of the Queen's guards for what they were and the relationship between Dreiben and Tellaria being what it was, there was no cause for anything but an attentive calm. A single Bannerguard stood at the entrance to the upper levels of the buildings that served as the primary holding of Amrothan in Lalrial. He nodded an affirmative at Varminia and bowed in a measured manner of respect, before opening the door and deftly entering in one swift movement. Only a few seconds passed, indicative of someone taking a message being passed on, before the Bannerguard returned.

"If you are so inclined, my lady, the Bannerlord would have me escort you somewhere comfortable so that you may speak." He said, inclining his head once more in deference.

"Yes, that would be wonderful." Varminia spoke quickly before dismounting a bit awkwardly, still sore from the days of sitting in the carriage, riding had not helped in that department. "Await my return here, and make yourselves comfortable, it may be a while." She spoke to her guards who nodded. Then she turned back to the bannerguard.

At Varminia's acceptance, the Bannerguard allowed her the time to dismount and its attendant duties, before beginning to lead her up the stairs and through the simple but ever cluttered cloak room that spoke of its use, and through the hall that lead to the room that Lothar had come to occupy for most of his time, filling the day with speaking and thinking.

The stalwart guard had not imposed any smalltalk on Varminia, and let his hand knock on the door politely twice, and no more. A measured pause came before he opened the door, swiftly moving inside and making room for guests to enter.

"My Lord, Queen Varminia of Tellaria." He said simply, bowing curtly before moving with purpose to exit the room behind Varminia, allowing the privacy he knew was implied by Lothar's simple nod of dismissal. Lothar turnt his green eyes upon Varminia, offering a smile to her and the lead of the conversation with his silence.

"Hello Lothar," The crimson haired Queen of Tellaria spoke at first. "I'm sorry I never came in person before but everything has been much harder since..." she trailed off as she walked across the room. Varminia was known for her control over her emotions and ability to appear unflappable. But at this moment the cold facade had cracked noticeably.

Lothar cast his eyes downward, allowing Varminia a moment, he gestured to the assorted furniture, he himself drawing closer to take a seat. "Of course, yes, yes it has, please, do sit with me." He said, there was little he could offer now, three years on, and they had yet to speak in person since even before then.

"You already know the reasons, but I will again apologise for not being there for the funeral. The triplets were so young and Reimar had been so difficult that year.. it was what it was, but I still regret that I could not attend." He offered, a sincere apology that had already been well tread in letter form. "I hope that you do not come to only speak well of the departed, I do not expect such memories added onto these.. difficult times, will do either of us much in benefit." Lothar allowed himself to relax somewhat, giving Varminia his full attention now. He expected that even the smallest similarities between himself and Siegfried would cause her pain, and no doubt even coming here had caused her to relive times that could not be regained.

Varminia had taken her seat as well and when Lothar finished speaking she nodded and then allowed herself at least a faint smile as she raised her own gaze once more. "I do not come to relive the past or open old wounds. But there is a closure in this, a catharsis. I regret that none of the children could come, perhaps you will visit Rianis again."

The Queen smiled a bit more genuinely at that moment as she thought of something else. "Did you hear Avalia is betrothed? I was worried that we would never find the right person for her with her difficulties, but now she's going to be wed in barely two months. You should bring the family, join us for it."

Lothar offered the familiar smile reserved for family at the thought, considering the prospect. "I did hear, yes, Rodan Valian, I believe. Adelheid hasn't told me much about him, other than his apparent ambition. Worse things to be known for, no doubt. I am sure Yvonne will not need much convincing, and Charlotte is always an amenable soul. I can't speak for Adelheid or my erstwhile firstborn son these days, but I'm sure I couldn't think of a better first trip for our youngest." He answered, small variations of a fatherly smile playing across his face as he spoke of all his children, even the somewhat elusive Reimar.

"I look forward to gathering for a happy occassion again, it has been too long." Varminia was pleased and her crimson eyes met Lothar's green ones. "I'm sure those of our children who haven't run off will be happy to see their cousins again, or to meet them for the youngest." And then the smile faded a bit. "Unfortunately we do still have to elect a new ruler. I have half a mind to just vote as if it was Tellaria, we haven't had an Empress regnant in too long."

"If only other Houses shared your self-awareness, Varminia, if only." Lothar said, allowing some humor before becoming serious. "Allianna has her reputation for good and for ill, but she doesn't command enough respect or attention, at least not short of some small miracle. Her greatest asset remains her neutrality in her lack of marriage, but that can only be sold once if she so desires - and would need to draw the backing of a house that would bring others, and that seems.. a distant prospect, at best. It seems this race is largely between Ralltene and Jakinius, but she could divide the vote sufficiently. Such an impasse would be.. difficult." Lothar finished, sharing some of his minor insight so far, he was still not as informed as he wished to be, but what he said was fair and true.

"I know. The temptation is there though. Jakinius is the proven choice for war, Divorain even trained him in that art, he could never best Divorain with a sword but he was even then becoming a grand commander. And Ralltene, he bleeds gold, or so they say. Still the obvious choices are not always the best." Varminia mused aloud.

Lothar shrugged, an uncharacteristic action of admitting the vast unknown that was reserved for times only found behind closed doors amongst friends. "Rumours already abound in the city concerning both, though I do my best to ignore them. No doubt Ralltene will ultimately come to..." Lothar paused for a moment. "convince through fiscal avenues, shall we say, enough electors to resolve any difficulties, providing Jakinius does not sweep the board somehow. That aside, I believe that any untoward actions by either party are unlikely for now, beyond the usual bribery. Your vote is your own, you needn't hear me say that, and I will extend the courtesy of listening to Allianna and Jakinius before I make any decision. I have already had the fortune of learning Violette's motives in the matter from their Prime Magistrate himself, and they are appropriately understandable and self-serving, as you'd expect."

Lothar looked at Varminia, giving an idle thought some merit, he continued "If you believe Allianna is a viable choice, then perhaps a discussion with her would be prudent as soon as possible. It may be.. unconventional, but I am Dreibene after all. Perhaps we could meet her together? An unusual situation may be the best way to gain a measure on the woman I know so little about." He asked, pondering if it perhaps was just a little too unconventional.

"It is only wise to speak to all the main contenders. At least see where they stand and what they plan for. And while Violette is an ally I hesitate to place them in a position where the head of their house sits beside the emperor." Varminia replied, pausing for a moment as if to consider how best to continue. "I think we should meet with Allianna as well, if we were to throw our support behind her others would likely follow, I think that under normal circumstances the child who stayed in the capital to learn the ways of ruling would be the first choice if she were not a woman."

Varminia paused again there. "I will arrange a meeting, and send word to you as well."

"Then we have two very different matters of import to keep an eye to." Lothar began, smiling. "I cannot say we will reach a firm agreement on the subject of Allianna, but I am not opposed to seeing what may come of this. I still fear there may be difficult times to come, as such it is no small burden lifted to know that you yourself remain, not simply an ally, but.. family."

"Of course we are still family, that bond does not break with one tragedy. I thank you for seeing me on such short notice, I am glad that I came here first." With those words spoken Varminia began to rise from her seat. "Though now I have to make sure Marra has kept everything in order. If she spent her whole stipend on fancy wines again..." Varminia trailed off but it was clear that her criticisms of her sister were in good spirits.

Lothar rose in unison. "No doubt my brother has had the good fortune of experiencing her parties, she may of needed extra stock to make up the shortfall he no doubt caused." Lothar responded, a half joke not intended to reflect poorly on anyone. "It has been good to see you, no doubt I shall have that honour again soon, even if it is for matters of politics. Let me see you out, I shall have to take stock of your charger, it would be poor form of me to not make sure your horse was up to my apparently lofty standard, no?"

"Of course, thank you Lothar. And it has been good to see you again as well." With that, the two made their exit from the room.
Act III officially started. The post as has blood, scheming, violence, sex, oh and a fight. Everything you need! This has been an awesome NRp so far guys, some great and enjoying able post all around. ^^

The most updated map has also been added to the OP.

Keep up the great postz guys. ^^

P.S. No the Lorwood was not burned down. :P


Thanks for not completely torching the forest. It does actually have a lot of value to Tellaria.
I got no horses in this race man. I just was pointing it out. But I believe she meant the one in the OOC last page.
If you look, she posted prior to Fallen posting.
Lalrial, The Heartlands

Ceveut, the 5th of Gerna 1200 AU - 05.03.1200


Perhaps she shouldn't have had so much wine earlier? But it was rude to refuse and Victoria had been oh so courteous, not like the drab and boring The crimson haired woman in the long red dress rubbed at her temples with her hands as a faint reddish light radiated from them. There were some things that even Tallurian gifts didn't work on, and the headaches were one of them. Sure she could temporarily banish them, but they just came back. Still a touch of the power would buy her enough time for the next meeting.

A family servant, dressed in the red and white of her house, one of the small retinue she had brought when she came to the city stepped into the room. “Milady, the Cragmore representative is here to speak with you.” Marra frowned, hadn't the actual Cragmores arrived in the city earlier today? Why would the representative be coming to speak with her instead? Victoria had made time to come in person.

“Send him in.” Marra said after a moment, and even though she knew better stretched out a slender alabaster arm to pick up one of the bottles of wine Victoria had gifted her, pouring herself another full glass. She was going to need it. Still she turned on the charm, her winning smile being firmly in place when the other representative entered the room.

"Ah, hello Lady Marra. How are you today?" James asked as he walked to the seat across from her.

"James," The response was less than warm, but also not frigid, the words of one carefully keeping a balance between the two. "I am well. What brings you to me today? I heard that Benjamin Cragmore arrived, I am surprised he did not come himself." After she finished she raised her glass, taking a long sip from it.

"Yes, well divide and conquer as they say. But I am here to speak about the election for the new Emperor or perhaps Empress position. Such as who would you guys be so inclined as to vote for?" James said as he took his seat.

"Come now James. You know I do not discuss that. It's truly dreadful how all the parties in town have just died since the Emperor passed. And all I ever hear is talk about who will succeed him." With a sigh that spoke of some degree of exasperation Marra began to rub at the sides of her head again. "It is not for me to say, I am a voice but not the one who makes the decisions."

"Agreed, but certainly our lords trust out opinions and suggestions for the next emperor. I do believe you would have much sway in the matter. So please do tell who would you suggest for emperor or empress?" James asked leaning back in the chair.

Crimson eyes locked upon the man's as Lady Marra sighed once more and raised her glass, draining what was left before finally speaking. "Perhaps the ex-emperor's favorite horse? I hear Glitterhoof is very popular." Her voice sharpened slightly at the end. Though there was something of a smile quirking up at the edges of her lips, as if she was enjoying her own wit.

James shook his head annoyance "Lady Marra if you aren't going to take this seriously then-" he clapped his hands in and a follower came in with a nice old brand of wine - "What am I to do with this, I know how much you love your drinks after all and this one was made my by brewery personnally." James smiled as the man set it down on the table "I do believe it's one of your favorites."

For a moment Lady Marra did seem to pause, and she looked at the bottle. But then she looked back at James. "I do not know what bothers me more, that you attempt to threaten and bribe me, or that you don't know the difference between a vineyard and a brewery." Her brows quirked upwards as a short laugh escaped.

James chuckled "Or perhaps this wine has something a tad stronger added to it, as I said just for you. I am not attempting to bribe you I just merely wish to see what you stand on the issue of the election so that I may better inform my lord. Just as you would do the same for yours." he leaned back in the chair and waited.

Normally Lady Marra was known for being cheerful and pleasant, a skilled socialite if not the most skilled at diplomacy, but today it seemed she had no patience for the jumped up former salt miner with delusions of grandeur and when she replied it was not with the answer James was looking for. "Get out, and take your wine with you." And then she waved a pale hand in a clear sign of dismissal.

James simply shrugged and stood up "How you wound me so my dear lady, but please keep the wine. It's the least I can give you for wasting your time." With that James walked away.
House Tallurian

Meliri Tallurian & Visia Tallurian, Alexia Valian, Alais Duvard
Royal Palace, Old Rianis, Tellaria
05.04.1200 AU


“Oh come on Visia, it'll be fun. Haven't you ever wanted to get out and see what things are really like without the guards?” The red haired girl in a red and white dress looked across the table in the archives at the identical face of her sister, an identical face that was currently frowning at her.

“No, and I'm busy.” The other girl pointed to the large book in front of her. “I'm studying. You know, like you should be. Just because mother's away doesn't mean we stop following the rules.”

But the first girl looked and her sister and shook her head as if disappointed. “That's exactly what it means! Avalia is in charge and she won't even notice, she's too busy trying to be Queen.” It was however clear that her pleas were falling upon deaf ears however and after another minute of failed attempts to convince Visia, Meliri gave up. Visia was such a stick in the mud lately, but Visia was just the first person on Meliri's list. She had a plan...

But, where Meliri had failed, she’d also succeeded. Alais emerged from behind a bookshelf in a whirl of curly pigtails, having heard Meliri’s plot to escape the confines of the castle.

“I, on the other hand,” she proclaimed, “have all the time in the world! I’ll tag along as usual, Mel.” She gave Visia a disappointed look and added, “These tomes will always be here when we come back.” She stuck a book as wide as her torso back into the shelf and skipped to her friend’s side.

Well that was a pleasant surprise and the disappointed Meliri’s face lit up again. “See Visia, you’re going to miss something fun!” She called to her sister, but Visia just lifted her book up and seemingly ignored her. It would be good to have Alais along as she was mostly game for adventures even if she was constantly mooning after Morion these days, and Meliri knew she could get Alexia to come along. She even knew where to find her.

There wasn't much green in Rianis, there wasn't really any ground or soil for things to grow on atop the waters of the lake, but there was one place where a lone plot of soil remained. The garden in the palace. Meliri made her way to it and began to look around, it wasn't big and normally Alexia wasn't hard to fi… Ah there she was.

Meliri ran up behind her friend and wrapped her arms around her in a hug. “Hi!” she called out cheerfully afterwards as she let go again. “Do you want to go on an adventure?”

There was a high-pitched yelp from the black-haired girl as she found her current activity, a sort of meditation, interrupted by her friend’s sudden appearance in the gardens. Alexia Valian didn’t really have a proper response to Meliri’s surprise antics as she found herself utterly flabbergasted as she lost her complete train of thought. This however was not really surprising behavior for Meliri, who had always had this sort of spontaneity about her and despite living the majority of her life in Rianis, Alexia had found herself surprised consistently when she knew Meliri could’ve been around the corner planning out some way to jump her and scream ‘adventure’.

“M-M-Meliri! You cannot sneak up on me like this!” She half-stammered as a reply.

“Why not?” The red haired girl asked as she cocked her head to the side slightly and smiled in that winning way she had.

“W-Well for one thing, it’s kind of…. impolite? What if I was doing something important?”

“Were you?” She sounded genuinely curious and her expression was a bit less radiant than. “Why is everyone so busy?”

Alexia bit her lip as she wondered if she had upsetted Meliri with her response to her sudden presence. She liked Meliri’s company quite well and she didn’t want to disappoint her by rebuffing her aspirations for entertainment. “Well… no, not really. I can meditate anytime, I suppose…”

“Well then…” Meliri seemed to bounce back from whatever brief flash of disappointment had manifested as her smile returned. “Do you want to go on an adventure?” She repeated her earlier question. “Come on, it’ll be fun! I promise.”

“In the castle? Like, are you going to try to sneak into the dungeons again? That didn’t work out so well last time...” Alexia half-heartedly commented as she recalled the incident; though to be air it had been the worst incident that the girls had gotten rounded up into doing. She still remembered the scolding the Queen of Tellaria handed out personally, refusing to allow such dalliances go unlectured. Did they want to risk the same consequence again?

“Okay…” Meliri paused as she kicked at the ground a bit at the mention of that particular ‘adventure’. “But that was the exception! You can’t tell me that you haven’t had fun almost every other time.”

Alexia nodded, she did have a good degree of fun in these kind of situations despite the lectures that came afterwards but it wasn’t for the reasoning of enjoying Meliri’s absurd activities either. Though she still didn’t really enjoy the end results of these adventures as her friend called them. The Valian girl was a honored guest and she knew very well that anything she did reflected on House Valian as a whole. How was she supposed to be on her best behavior when Meliri was just so convincing though?

“Alright.” She stated, albeit defeatingly.

With the confirmation that Alexia would be coming Meliri’s face lit up again in a radiant smile as she spoke again in what was half a cheer. “Yay!” A few seconds later. “I think you’re going to really like this one. It’s right up your alley.” Meliri nodded enthusiastically. “And Alais is coming too!”

“Mel can’t go on an adventure by herself!” Alais said, stepping out from behind Meliri. “...and if she did she would never get away with it....” she teased. “I think you’d be better off meditating after we get scolded.”

Alexia wanted to say something about Meliri avoiding consequence being wrong but she decided not to interject.

“Exactly! And mom is away so Avalia is in charge. We might not even get in trouble this time.” Meliri’s infectious smile stayed on her face. “And I promise, no dungeons or smelly tunnels. No getting scolded for dirty clothes!”

Alexia looked at the two with a quizzical expression; had they lost their minds? “Might? I don’t like where this is going.”

But clearly at this point Meliri had decided it was time to set out on whatever adventure she had planned as she took her friend’s hands and half leading them set off, talking as she did so. “We should be okay this time Alexia, don’t worry.” She spoke in what was doubtless meant to be a reassuringly upbeat way. “Alais isn’t worried, right Alais?” Meliri glanced towards the other girl as she asked.

The Duvard shook her head, grinning. “I only worry if I have to,” she chimed. “Although, you still haven’t told us where we’re going.”

“Shhh” the red haired girl replied, “It’s a secret.” She teased before laughing and continuing. “We are going to the shore by ourselves, no guards to stifle the fun!”

“The shore!” Alais exclaimed. “I’ve always wanted to go there, since I first came to Tellaria. It’s so romantic!” she floated after Meliri, visions of warm sands and glistening water in her head.

Alexia’s eyes widened a bit by the suggestion. No guards? The idea that Meliri had concocted a way to get around the royal guard assigned to make sure they didn’t get into trouble was a worrying precedent. Still in a bit of disbelief as the Xandrian girl found herself led down what felt like the twisting hallways of the castle.

“How?” She murmured, finally.

“We take my boat.” The Tallurian chimed happily as if that answered everything. It was common knowledge that she often went out on the lake, though that didn’t really answer how they were going to dodge having to take a guard along with them. “Don’t worry Alexia. I’ve got a plan.” She gave her friend’s hand a reassuring squeeze.

“You always have a plan…” Alexia muttered under her breath.

“Of course I do.” Meliri chimed out happily as the group emerged from one hallway only to find their way blocked by a figure who perfectly mirrored their leader. Meliri for her part took it in stride. “So you are going to come too after all?

And her twin nodded after a long moment. “Someone has to keep you from being too crazy.” But Visia was smiling, even if it looked somewhat reluctant as she said it. And then, the group of girls, now four strong set off once more upon a grand adventure.

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