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08-06-2016, 06:40 AM
The call came from the new risen Queen. Any who hadn't made it to the meeting were to report to her; oh how he felt for the poor souls. Hopefully they wouldn't be pushing excrement over the clifftops as punishment; that was Arah's task last time she missed the meeting. It was not easily forgotten how much he had pleaded with Tembovu to let his best friend stay - looking back, Tilney wondered if that had ever been the kings intention. As he pottered around the gardens the bronze boy now wondered what it was Alysanne would task them with. In fact, Tilney had an idea or two on what the no-shows might do. Ears pricked and nared flared, Tilney began his pacing in the direction of the call. Past firs and over streams he dashed, ready to answer his new Queen for the first time. He wasn't expecting much of a crowd, but for the no-shows to not show a second time? That was rich. "My Queen" Tilney bellowed as he cracked through the tree line, his left foot extended in a well-practised bow. "I was present for the meeting, though, I do have an idea on how the absentees might be put to use" "The gardens, Queen Alysanne, as you may well know have grown unruly. They do need some work though myself and the other doctors are up to our ears with herb gathering." The golden boy stood not at her side (for he was not her equal) but perpendicular to the painted pegasi. Those who did turn up would soon face Alysanne who he was sure might be even more frightening during a scolding then the Elephantine King himself. He would serve as the bystander, a juror as the judge crooned over her persecuted. |
Wander or Leave
turn in to winter lights
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