Eingar Posted January 4, 2012 Share Posted January 4, 2012 [May 15, 2027] It was a Sunday. And he was working. "...and there's been a request for a formal signing with regards to the Dragon's Den matter. The details are mainly finalised now, with just the royal seal needed. I've compiled the whole project document on your palmtop for your review, of course, majesty." "Hmmhm." Esperance glanced at her monarch (and center of her world) and frowned a little. Einherjar was gazing out of the window of his office, not the formal regal office with the gilt and ebony desk and the flag on the wall, but his private office which, while just as spacious, was cluttered with furniture, odds and ends, souvenirs and trophies from his life, as well as gifts from personal friends. There were a lot of those, from the large signed poster-sized photo of Jason Bellefleur in her role as Dejah Thoris, to the three-pint-capacity etched glass stein Rolf Mueller had given Einherjar last year, to the small carving that sat just in front of his blotter, crafted by the Morrigan. Right now, however, Einherjar was standing at the window, hands clasped behind his back as he gazed out over the royal gardens. "And the American ambassador wants to meet again, majesty. The U.S. State Department has expressed concern over the number of novas coming to live in the Congo, raising the question on the U.N. General Assembly floor. Miss Vasiliauskiūtė believes they seek assurance that we won't provide asylum to common criminals with nodes." Noting her king's continued distraction, Esperance's lips tightened a little. "She also said to tell you congratulations, it's a boy." "What?!" Ein blinked and looked over at Esperance, who smiled patiently and moved to stand by his side, looking up at the towering warrior-turned-warlord-turned-king. "Sire." she said gently. "You need to speak with her." Ein didn't need to clarify who his chamberlain meant, his brow furrowing in a frown as he glanced her way, then went back to looking out of the window. "It's not that easy." he rumbled, a touch of defensiveness entering his tone. "I don't feel myself around her, Esperance. I feel giddy, out of control. Do you know what that's like?" Every day, when you smile and greet me! Esperance thought with some wry amusement. That she loved her king with all her soul was an open secret between them. He treated her with respect, and didn't take advantage of her even when she'd wanted him to, at the beginning. Now, she was glad of his nobility, even as she loved him all the more for it. It was why she wasn't married, didn't date, didn't have children. She looked out the window, following his gaze to the lush, nigh-overgrown greenery of the gardens. "Sire, you need to speak with her. She needs more space than the garden can give her, and her abilities could be a great boon to the Congo. But she is cautious of offending you, her host. And I think she is a little frustrated that you have barely exchanged a sentence with her since... that day." "Hmmph." Ein turned away from the window and began to pace. "Life used to be a lot simpler, Esperance." "It did, sire. But I would urge you to think on this: for me, the simple life that used to be was one of fear and abuse. Before you came, I was one of millions of people suffering as this land was ravaged. You have changed that, sire. There were hundreds of novas, maybe, who could have done what you did, but none of them did it. You did. Simple is not always better, sire." "Granted." Ein stopped pacing and grinned piratically at Esperance. "Alright, I'll stop mooning around like a schoolboy and go see the Blossom Princess." He fixed her with an inquisitive crook of one eyebrow. "Happy?" "Rapturously so, your majesty." Esperance curtsied, trying not to smile... too much. Einherjar eyeballed her, then smiled and turned for the door. "Clear my schedule for the next few hours, will you? Tell the ambassador we can meet for a drink this evening." "Yes, majesty." Esperance told the departing monarch as he left the room and headed towards the guest apartments... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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