Ch. 12
Yes, I do realize that they are in different universes or what-have-you, but this is my story, so I'll do it the way I want to. And I have to have it make sense, or else I can't understand it. Just like in chemistry. I need a visual, so here it is.
**A/N** KO, here's some geography: I'm thinking Emelan is England, Namorn is Scotland, Tortall is Germany, work it like that. I'm also thinking that Galla is France, b/c of the Gaules Galla thing. You know. Ancient France. Daja is, to me, from Africa, so I think I will be able to work that in too, thanks to the last Vicky Holt book I read. That was just to give you an idea as to why they were arriving so early…it takes a while to get there. And no, they won't be leaving the day after the ball…they're going to "visit" for a while.
"Your Grace, the wild mage from Tortall has arrived, along with several other guests. They are waiting in the foyer."
"Very good, thank you." Duke Vedris dismissed the butler with a wave of his hand, moving to greet his guests. He could not find Sandry, so he moved on without her. When he came to the foyer, he could see that they had, indeed arrived.
"Your Majesty, Your Royal Highness, Madame, My Lord, it is wonderful to see that you have all arrived safely. I trust the trip over was pleasant?"
"Yes, Your Grace, thank you." Nods of greeting and affirmation passed along the room. Daine stared up at the huge hall. She had never seen anything so grand! When she had arrived in Tortall, she thought the King's castle had been magnificent, but this was far larger and beautiful than that! She stared in awe, then caught herself, blushing as she looked towards the ground. She glanced up at Alanna, appeased as she saw the Lioness doing the same thing.
"I'm sure you would like to freshen up before dinner, and get situated in your rooms. Nahaka, Pele', Odrid, if you will show them their rooms, please." The three servants came forward, taking the few bags that were left and conducting the guests up to their rooms. The duke wandered off to his chambers, to begin to prepare for the dinner. He hoped Sandry was aware of the time…it would be terribly rude if she was late on her most important guest's first night here!
Yes, I do realize that they are in different universes or what-have-you, but this is my story, so I'll do it the way I want to. And I have to have it make sense, or else I can't understand it. Just like in chemistry. I need a visual, so here it is.
**A/N** KO, here's some geography: I'm thinking Emelan is England, Namorn is Scotland, Tortall is Germany, work it like that. I'm also thinking that Galla is France, b/c of the Gaules Galla thing. You know. Ancient France. Daja is, to me, from Africa, so I think I will be able to work that in too, thanks to the last Vicky Holt book I read. That was just to give you an idea as to why they were arriving so early…it takes a while to get there. And no, they won't be leaving the day after the ball…they're going to "visit" for a while.
"Your Grace, the wild mage from Tortall has arrived, along with several other guests. They are waiting in the foyer."
"Very good, thank you." Duke Vedris dismissed the butler with a wave of his hand, moving to greet his guests. He could not find Sandry, so he moved on without her. When he came to the foyer, he could see that they had, indeed arrived.
"Your Majesty, Your Royal Highness, Madame, My Lord, it is wonderful to see that you have all arrived safely. I trust the trip over was pleasant?"
"Yes, Your Grace, thank you." Nods of greeting and affirmation passed along the room. Daine stared up at the huge hall. She had never seen anything so grand! When she had arrived in Tortall, she thought the King's castle had been magnificent, but this was far larger and beautiful than that! She stared in awe, then caught herself, blushing as she looked towards the ground. She glanced up at Alanna, appeased as she saw the Lioness doing the same thing.
"I'm sure you would like to freshen up before dinner, and get situated in your rooms. Nahaka, Pele', Odrid, if you will show them their rooms, please." The three servants came forward, taking the few bags that were left and conducting the guests up to their rooms. The duke wandered off to his chambers, to begin to prepare for the dinner. He hoped Sandry was aware of the time…it would be terribly rude if she was late on her most important guest's first night here!