In Time and Space
By Kierseth
Disclaimer: Emerald Flame and I own Rena and Ria and various other characters. Anything you recognize from Mercedes Lackey's books, we DO NOT own.
Muse: Emerald Flame
Thoughts
:Mindspeech:
"Normal Speech"
~*~*~*~
Ria followed Rena and Forie out of the kitchen. Her heart was heavy. She knew that the boys would be well taken care of, but they had been her and Rena's responsibility for so long, it was hard to give that up.
"Will they be treated well Forie?" Rena asked, her question following Ria's thoughts.
"Of course. They will have warm beds and food on a regular basis. They will have to work for it, but they will be treated fairly." Forie assured them. "Now, let's get back to Heria and get you fitted for your uniforms."
"Uniforms? New clothes?" Ria asked, a little squeak of excitement escaping her.
"What else? You are Herald Trainees now. You have to look the part." Forie led them back down the corridor to Heria's room, pointing out her office when they passed. She knocked and upon receiving a call of "Enter!" she opened the door and ushered the girls in.
They entered a room full of fabric. Yards of linen and leather in several colors littered the room. A large table with the pieces of what appeared to be a Healer Trainee's tunic sat in the middle of the room. A measuring string hung on the wall, along with parchment patterns and shelves of trim. Books, along with Heria's giant ledger, sat in a large bookcase on the wall next to the large window. On the other side, a large wardrobe stood, one door open to show finished tunics and trews. "Hello girls. Did you have some food?" Heria asked, standing up from her stool next to the table.
"Yes, it was wonderful." Ria said, walking forward to squeeze Heria's proffered hand.
"Good. Well, let's get you measured for your uniforms. Do you know how to sew?" Heria plucked the string from the wall and started measuring Ria's shoulders. Rena stood back along the wall with Forie, watching the scene.
"A little. Nothing like this though." Ria said, plucking at the half finished tunic.
"It's simple enough, once you know the pattern. What about you?" Heria shot a glance at Rena, writing a measurement on a piece of parchment and moving her string along Ria's side.
"Not really." Rena answered simply. "Ria did most of the sewing. I can patch."
"All right. I will put you down for sewing, Ria, for your chores. Can you cook Rena?"
"No. I'm more active. I like to move."
"Can you patch leather?"
"Yes. It isn't neat, but the patch normally holds."
"That settles it. I will send you to Salel. He'll be happy to have two new hands to help him out in the Salle." Heria moved the string again and measured Ria's thin waist. "Are you both the same size?"
"For the most part." Ria answered. "Rena is a little taller and broader in the shoulder than I am. Other than that, we are the same."
"I noticed. I didn't know who was who until Rena spoke." Forie piped up. "We will have to keep a sharp eye on you two. It will be too easy to mix you up."
Rena shot a sly glance at Ria, who shot back a sharp one. Rena sighed dramatically.
Heria stood up from a kneeling position, measuring Ria's leg length and checked her measurements. She motioned for Rena and Ria to swap places and took Rena's shoulder and leg measurements.
"All right." Heria said, checking her measurements one last time and crossing to the wardrobe. "I think I have some uniforms made up that will fit you both." She swung open the other door and flipped through the sets of clothes, arraigned by color. She looked at the tags attached to the sets and pulled down four sets of gray uniforms.
"Come her and I'll fit you with some boots." Heria knelt on the floor again and pulled out a bin fill of sets of boots, pairs laced together. The girls were fitted and piled with uniforms, boots, both soft-soled for indoors and hard for outside, as well as new underwear, cloaks and robes.
"I think that will hold for a few days while I make some more up.' Heria stood looking at the laden girls, hands on her ample hips.
"Good. Come on girls; I'll show you to your rooms. Or would you rather share a room?" Forie held the door open for the girls to walk through. They smiled back in thanks to Heria as they left the room.
Ria hefted her pile a little higher in her arms. "I don't know. I'd prefer to share a room, I think. We're more used to it."
"I agree." added Rena.
"I think that can be arraigned." The mousy-haired woman led them down the hall and up the stairs to the Herald Trainee's wing. She walked them down the bright windowed hall and pointed out rooms again. "This is the bathing room. Towels and soap are in there. Ahh. Here we are." Forie stopped in front of a room three doors down from the bathing room. "This will be your room. The last Trainees in here graduated only a moon ago. It should be still tidy." She swung open the door and motioned them inside.
The girls walked in a few steps and stopped to take it all in. It was sparse. There were two narrow beds, one under the windows on the far end of the room, and the other closer to the door. Plain trunks stood at the end of each bed and narrow wardrobes against the walls near the head of each bed. A large empty bookshelf stood between the beds. On the other wall was a large hearth, cold now, but laid with kindling for a fire, with two overstuffed chairs on either side, a small table set next to each of them. A full-length mirror stood next to the window, catching the light. There were gray plain curtains hanging on the windows and matching bed linens embroidered with the Valdemar seal on each bed. The walls were an unassuming white. That was it.
"Well, don't just stand there. Who wants which bed?" Forie inched all the way into the room and closed the door. She walked over to the window and threw it open to let in the fresh air.
"I'll take the one closest to the door." Rena said, plunking her armload down on that bed.
"I guess that leaves me the one under the window." Ria sat down on the bed, clothing in her lap.
Forie crossed to Rena and started shaking out a tunic. "Let's get your clothes hung up. I'll leave you alone to go bathe and get dressed in your uniforms. Report to me in my office within a candlemark." She hung up the tunic on a hook in the wardrobe and crossed to the door.
"Once again girls, welcome to the Collegium." With those parting words, Forie left.
The girls sat still for a moment, then Rena collapsed on the bed, legs facing her sister. "That was an ordeal." Came her muffled voice.
"It all happened so fast!" Ria agreed, folding a pair of trews and stooping to set them on a shelf in the wardrobe.
"Do you think Asper, Wyn and Linx will do ok here?" Rena asked, sitting up and folding her own set of trews.
Ria sat back on her heels to look at her sister, a concerned look on her face. "I hope so. I think Linx and Asper will do fine. I'm a little worried about Wyn. He's always been so weak. I really hope this Perrie will treat him well."
"I'm glad I got assigned to the Salle. At least I can see Asper on a regular basis." Rena edged past Ria and set her folded trews in the wardrobe, on the shelf next to Ria's.
"And we'll be able to see Linx when ever we go out to see Naison and Alanar." Ria added, standing up, grabbing a tunic and hanging it on a hook.
:Absolutely.: A deep voice rang in their minds.
:Every time.: added a lighter feminine voice.
The girls' eyes grew wide. :You can talk to us from way out there?: Ria asked.
:Sure. It's a little hard but it will get easier as the bonds grow.: Alanar answered.
:Will it get easier to talk to you Alanar?: Rena asked. :I can hardly hear you.:
:It should. I'm not really talking to you, but talking through your and Ria's link.:
:We're linked? So I can talk to her like I'm talking to you?: Rena looked hard at Ria. :Can you hear me?: she Sent to her twin.
:Yeah. Wow, I didn't know we could do that!.:
:This is going to come in handy!:
:Enough with the chatter girls. You have things to do, people to see.: Alanar gently admonished.
:Yes Ma'am!: Ria sent back playfully.
Rena hung up her tunics and grabbed her robe off her bed and started to undress. Ria did the same.
Slipping on her robe and tying the belt securely, Ria opened the door to their room and stepped into the hall. A blond girl was walking into a room a little ways down the hall but didn't see them.
"This is the bathing room, right?" Ria asked Rena, who had come up behind her.
"I think so... Go in." Ria pushed open the door and smiled at the steam poring from the doorway. She walked in and picked out her tub.
~*~*~
"Ahh, I love being clean!" Ria spun around the room, robe flipping up at the ends. Her wet hair splattered the walls with droplets of water. Rena laughed at her sister's behavior. She wrung the towel wrapped around her long hair to remove most of the water.
"It's half-past. We should hurry." Ria stripped off her robe, slung on her underclothes and threw on her new uniform.
Rena did the same, smoothing her wet hair down with her hairbrush. They had slung their packs in the corner of the room. It was too late to unpack them at the moment. Ria went over to the mirror to wind up her hair and dropped the heavy dark copper coil as she caught sight of her reflection. The gray color didn't really work well with her skin tone, but that didn't matter.
"Rena? Come here for a second." Ria said, standing spellbound in front of the mirror.
"What is it?" Rena asked, walking over to the mirror with the brush. She stood behind her twin.
"Look at us. We're Herald Trainees! We're actually going to be Heralds! Real ones, not the kind in stories. Real, live Heralds."
Rena's hand froze in her hair. "You're right. We're going to be Heralds!"
:And Alanar and I showing up didn't kind of signal that fact?: Naison butted in.
:Well, yeah, but...:
:I know. It's just sinking in. Go to Forie. She's expecting you. Ison tells me that she's a stickler for punctuality.:
:Thanks.:
Rena twined her hair up into a tight bun and tucked the ends into the bun. Ria pulled back the top section of her hair and tied it back with a piece of twine. Smoothing out her tunic, Rena set the hairbrush down on her bed and opened the room door. Taking a deep breathe, she stepped out, calling to her sister, "Let's go!"
They walked quietly down the hall, and down the stairs. They walked past Heria's room and stood in front of Forie's office door.
"This is it!" Ria said, eyes growing wide.
Rena bit her lip and knocked three times on the door.
"Enter."
Ria opened the door and walked inside. The room was spacious, with a large oak desk under the window. Two hardbacked chairs sat in front of the desk. A large blue and silver tapestry of Valdemar's crest hung on the left wall, a map of Valdemar, as well as the surrounding countries, opposite it. Candle sconces lined the walls at close intervals. A large oil lamp sat on the corner of Forie's desk. There was a blue and gray woven rug on the floor. Forie sat in the chair behind the desk and motioned for the girls to take seats.
"I see you've had your baths. Feel better?" Forie leaned forward on her elbows, finger linked under her chin.
"Much." Ria said, rubbing the arms of the chair nervously.
Forie sat up and nodded, "Good. We have much to discuss. Have you had any schooling?" she asked, looking at Rena.
"No."
"None?"
"Not that I can remember. We've been on our own since we were seven." Rena's hands on the chair arms were white at the knuckles.
"All right." Forie pulled a flat ledger that was sitting open on the desk in front of her closer. she plucked a quill from the holder and wrote a long line on a clean page.
"Basic reading, figuring, writing, first aid and equitation should do for a while. Heria has already assigned you chores." she noted this as well. "Now what have Naison and Alanar told you about your Gifts?"
Ria and Rena looked at each other carefully. Rena bit her lips, signaling silence. Ria shook her head slightly. Rena glared at her and looked away.
"They didn't tell us anything about our Gifts." Ria said truthfully, "We found out about them on our own."
"Very well. What can you do?"
Rena stood up quickly and forced her hand through the desk top next to the ledger, the wet ends of her hair leaving marks on the wood as they slid across. "This."
Forie's eyes widened as she stared at Rena's imprisoned hand. "Can you pull it out?" she asked softly, reaching toward the hand.
Rena removed her hand from the desktop and narrowing her eyes in concentration, forced together the edges of the wood. It came together with a slight, but noticeable seam.
Forie gulped as Rena sat back down. Ria stood, silently waiting for Forie's inevitable question.
"I'm afraid to ask." she finally said, looking at Ria. Taking a deep breath she asked, "What can you do?"
Ria put up her hands and froze her. The candle flames stopped dancing, as well as the slight waving of the feather in the quill. Ria walked behind the desk and stood at the side of the frozen Forie. Rena walked to the front of the desk. She nodded to her twin and Ria flung out her hands and unfroze the room. Forie jumped out of her chair, knocking it backwards as she saw Ria's new position. She backed into the wall.
"How- How did you...?" she stammered, hand to her heart.
"I stopped time. Rena?" she looked at her twin pointedly. Rena seized a crystal paperweight from Forie's desk, threw it into the air towards the office door and took a step back. Amid Forie's cry of "Don't!", Ria froze the crystal. It hung in the air as if it was tied to the ceiling.
Forie slowly walked around the desk and moving her hands around the paperweight, surmised that Ria had indeed stopped it from falling. She cupped her hands under the paperweight and Ria unfroze it, letting it drop into Forie's hands. She slowly turned.
"I was going to stick you both into standard training classes. I figured you probably had Mindspeech in some degree-"
"We do." Rena interrupted.
Forie went on as if she hadn't heard her, "- and maybe Fetching, but this-" she waved the hand clutching the paperweight at the desk, "-this is not standard." She plunked the paperweight down on the desk and set her hands on her narrow hips.
"Come girls. We have a visit to make."
"To whom?"
"Queen's Own Herald Chaviva."
~*~*~*~
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Next: How do you solve a problem like Maria - erm, Rena and Ria
By Kierseth
Disclaimer: Emerald Flame and I own Rena and Ria and various other characters. Anything you recognize from Mercedes Lackey's books, we DO NOT own.
Muse: Emerald Flame
Thoughts
:Mindspeech:
"Normal Speech"
~*~*~*~
Ria followed Rena and Forie out of the kitchen. Her heart was heavy. She knew that the boys would be well taken care of, but they had been her and Rena's responsibility for so long, it was hard to give that up.
"Will they be treated well Forie?" Rena asked, her question following Ria's thoughts.
"Of course. They will have warm beds and food on a regular basis. They will have to work for it, but they will be treated fairly." Forie assured them. "Now, let's get back to Heria and get you fitted for your uniforms."
"Uniforms? New clothes?" Ria asked, a little squeak of excitement escaping her.
"What else? You are Herald Trainees now. You have to look the part." Forie led them back down the corridor to Heria's room, pointing out her office when they passed. She knocked and upon receiving a call of "Enter!" she opened the door and ushered the girls in.
They entered a room full of fabric. Yards of linen and leather in several colors littered the room. A large table with the pieces of what appeared to be a Healer Trainee's tunic sat in the middle of the room. A measuring string hung on the wall, along with parchment patterns and shelves of trim. Books, along with Heria's giant ledger, sat in a large bookcase on the wall next to the large window. On the other side, a large wardrobe stood, one door open to show finished tunics and trews. "Hello girls. Did you have some food?" Heria asked, standing up from her stool next to the table.
"Yes, it was wonderful." Ria said, walking forward to squeeze Heria's proffered hand.
"Good. Well, let's get you measured for your uniforms. Do you know how to sew?" Heria plucked the string from the wall and started measuring Ria's shoulders. Rena stood back along the wall with Forie, watching the scene.
"A little. Nothing like this though." Ria said, plucking at the half finished tunic.
"It's simple enough, once you know the pattern. What about you?" Heria shot a glance at Rena, writing a measurement on a piece of parchment and moving her string along Ria's side.
"Not really." Rena answered simply. "Ria did most of the sewing. I can patch."
"All right. I will put you down for sewing, Ria, for your chores. Can you cook Rena?"
"No. I'm more active. I like to move."
"Can you patch leather?"
"Yes. It isn't neat, but the patch normally holds."
"That settles it. I will send you to Salel. He'll be happy to have two new hands to help him out in the Salle." Heria moved the string again and measured Ria's thin waist. "Are you both the same size?"
"For the most part." Ria answered. "Rena is a little taller and broader in the shoulder than I am. Other than that, we are the same."
"I noticed. I didn't know who was who until Rena spoke." Forie piped up. "We will have to keep a sharp eye on you two. It will be too easy to mix you up."
Rena shot a sly glance at Ria, who shot back a sharp one. Rena sighed dramatically.
Heria stood up from a kneeling position, measuring Ria's leg length and checked her measurements. She motioned for Rena and Ria to swap places and took Rena's shoulder and leg measurements.
"All right." Heria said, checking her measurements one last time and crossing to the wardrobe. "I think I have some uniforms made up that will fit you both." She swung open the other door and flipped through the sets of clothes, arraigned by color. She looked at the tags attached to the sets and pulled down four sets of gray uniforms.
"Come her and I'll fit you with some boots." Heria knelt on the floor again and pulled out a bin fill of sets of boots, pairs laced together. The girls were fitted and piled with uniforms, boots, both soft-soled for indoors and hard for outside, as well as new underwear, cloaks and robes.
"I think that will hold for a few days while I make some more up.' Heria stood looking at the laden girls, hands on her ample hips.
"Good. Come on girls; I'll show you to your rooms. Or would you rather share a room?" Forie held the door open for the girls to walk through. They smiled back in thanks to Heria as they left the room.
Ria hefted her pile a little higher in her arms. "I don't know. I'd prefer to share a room, I think. We're more used to it."
"I agree." added Rena.
"I think that can be arraigned." The mousy-haired woman led them down the hall and up the stairs to the Herald Trainee's wing. She walked them down the bright windowed hall and pointed out rooms again. "This is the bathing room. Towels and soap are in there. Ahh. Here we are." Forie stopped in front of a room three doors down from the bathing room. "This will be your room. The last Trainees in here graduated only a moon ago. It should be still tidy." She swung open the door and motioned them inside.
The girls walked in a few steps and stopped to take it all in. It was sparse. There were two narrow beds, one under the windows on the far end of the room, and the other closer to the door. Plain trunks stood at the end of each bed and narrow wardrobes against the walls near the head of each bed. A large empty bookshelf stood between the beds. On the other wall was a large hearth, cold now, but laid with kindling for a fire, with two overstuffed chairs on either side, a small table set next to each of them. A full-length mirror stood next to the window, catching the light. There were gray plain curtains hanging on the windows and matching bed linens embroidered with the Valdemar seal on each bed. The walls were an unassuming white. That was it.
"Well, don't just stand there. Who wants which bed?" Forie inched all the way into the room and closed the door. She walked over to the window and threw it open to let in the fresh air.
"I'll take the one closest to the door." Rena said, plunking her armload down on that bed.
"I guess that leaves me the one under the window." Ria sat down on the bed, clothing in her lap.
Forie crossed to Rena and started shaking out a tunic. "Let's get your clothes hung up. I'll leave you alone to go bathe and get dressed in your uniforms. Report to me in my office within a candlemark." She hung up the tunic on a hook in the wardrobe and crossed to the door.
"Once again girls, welcome to the Collegium." With those parting words, Forie left.
The girls sat still for a moment, then Rena collapsed on the bed, legs facing her sister. "That was an ordeal." Came her muffled voice.
"It all happened so fast!" Ria agreed, folding a pair of trews and stooping to set them on a shelf in the wardrobe.
"Do you think Asper, Wyn and Linx will do ok here?" Rena asked, sitting up and folding her own set of trews.
Ria sat back on her heels to look at her sister, a concerned look on her face. "I hope so. I think Linx and Asper will do fine. I'm a little worried about Wyn. He's always been so weak. I really hope this Perrie will treat him well."
"I'm glad I got assigned to the Salle. At least I can see Asper on a regular basis." Rena edged past Ria and set her folded trews in the wardrobe, on the shelf next to Ria's.
"And we'll be able to see Linx when ever we go out to see Naison and Alanar." Ria added, standing up, grabbing a tunic and hanging it on a hook.
:Absolutely.: A deep voice rang in their minds.
:Every time.: added a lighter feminine voice.
The girls' eyes grew wide. :You can talk to us from way out there?: Ria asked.
:Sure. It's a little hard but it will get easier as the bonds grow.: Alanar answered.
:Will it get easier to talk to you Alanar?: Rena asked. :I can hardly hear you.:
:It should. I'm not really talking to you, but talking through your and Ria's link.:
:We're linked? So I can talk to her like I'm talking to you?: Rena looked hard at Ria. :Can you hear me?: she Sent to her twin.
:Yeah. Wow, I didn't know we could do that!.:
:This is going to come in handy!:
:Enough with the chatter girls. You have things to do, people to see.: Alanar gently admonished.
:Yes Ma'am!: Ria sent back playfully.
Rena hung up her tunics and grabbed her robe off her bed and started to undress. Ria did the same.
Slipping on her robe and tying the belt securely, Ria opened the door to their room and stepped into the hall. A blond girl was walking into a room a little ways down the hall but didn't see them.
"This is the bathing room, right?" Ria asked Rena, who had come up behind her.
"I think so... Go in." Ria pushed open the door and smiled at the steam poring from the doorway. She walked in and picked out her tub.
~*~*~
"Ahh, I love being clean!" Ria spun around the room, robe flipping up at the ends. Her wet hair splattered the walls with droplets of water. Rena laughed at her sister's behavior. She wrung the towel wrapped around her long hair to remove most of the water.
"It's half-past. We should hurry." Ria stripped off her robe, slung on her underclothes and threw on her new uniform.
Rena did the same, smoothing her wet hair down with her hairbrush. They had slung their packs in the corner of the room. It was too late to unpack them at the moment. Ria went over to the mirror to wind up her hair and dropped the heavy dark copper coil as she caught sight of her reflection. The gray color didn't really work well with her skin tone, but that didn't matter.
"Rena? Come here for a second." Ria said, standing spellbound in front of the mirror.
"What is it?" Rena asked, walking over to the mirror with the brush. She stood behind her twin.
"Look at us. We're Herald Trainees! We're actually going to be Heralds! Real ones, not the kind in stories. Real, live Heralds."
Rena's hand froze in her hair. "You're right. We're going to be Heralds!"
:And Alanar and I showing up didn't kind of signal that fact?: Naison butted in.
:Well, yeah, but...:
:I know. It's just sinking in. Go to Forie. She's expecting you. Ison tells me that she's a stickler for punctuality.:
:Thanks.:
Rena twined her hair up into a tight bun and tucked the ends into the bun. Ria pulled back the top section of her hair and tied it back with a piece of twine. Smoothing out her tunic, Rena set the hairbrush down on her bed and opened the room door. Taking a deep breathe, she stepped out, calling to her sister, "Let's go!"
They walked quietly down the hall, and down the stairs. They walked past Heria's room and stood in front of Forie's office door.
"This is it!" Ria said, eyes growing wide.
Rena bit her lip and knocked three times on the door.
"Enter."
Ria opened the door and walked inside. The room was spacious, with a large oak desk under the window. Two hardbacked chairs sat in front of the desk. A large blue and silver tapestry of Valdemar's crest hung on the left wall, a map of Valdemar, as well as the surrounding countries, opposite it. Candle sconces lined the walls at close intervals. A large oil lamp sat on the corner of Forie's desk. There was a blue and gray woven rug on the floor. Forie sat in the chair behind the desk and motioned for the girls to take seats.
"I see you've had your baths. Feel better?" Forie leaned forward on her elbows, finger linked under her chin.
"Much." Ria said, rubbing the arms of the chair nervously.
Forie sat up and nodded, "Good. We have much to discuss. Have you had any schooling?" she asked, looking at Rena.
"No."
"None?"
"Not that I can remember. We've been on our own since we were seven." Rena's hands on the chair arms were white at the knuckles.
"All right." Forie pulled a flat ledger that was sitting open on the desk in front of her closer. she plucked a quill from the holder and wrote a long line on a clean page.
"Basic reading, figuring, writing, first aid and equitation should do for a while. Heria has already assigned you chores." she noted this as well. "Now what have Naison and Alanar told you about your Gifts?"
Ria and Rena looked at each other carefully. Rena bit her lips, signaling silence. Ria shook her head slightly. Rena glared at her and looked away.
"They didn't tell us anything about our Gifts." Ria said truthfully, "We found out about them on our own."
"Very well. What can you do?"
Rena stood up quickly and forced her hand through the desk top next to the ledger, the wet ends of her hair leaving marks on the wood as they slid across. "This."
Forie's eyes widened as she stared at Rena's imprisoned hand. "Can you pull it out?" she asked softly, reaching toward the hand.
Rena removed her hand from the desktop and narrowing her eyes in concentration, forced together the edges of the wood. It came together with a slight, but noticeable seam.
Forie gulped as Rena sat back down. Ria stood, silently waiting for Forie's inevitable question.
"I'm afraid to ask." she finally said, looking at Ria. Taking a deep breath she asked, "What can you do?"
Ria put up her hands and froze her. The candle flames stopped dancing, as well as the slight waving of the feather in the quill. Ria walked behind the desk and stood at the side of the frozen Forie. Rena walked to the front of the desk. She nodded to her twin and Ria flung out her hands and unfroze the room. Forie jumped out of her chair, knocking it backwards as she saw Ria's new position. She backed into the wall.
"How- How did you...?" she stammered, hand to her heart.
"I stopped time. Rena?" she looked at her twin pointedly. Rena seized a crystal paperweight from Forie's desk, threw it into the air towards the office door and took a step back. Amid Forie's cry of "Don't!", Ria froze the crystal. It hung in the air as if it was tied to the ceiling.
Forie slowly walked around the desk and moving her hands around the paperweight, surmised that Ria had indeed stopped it from falling. She cupped her hands under the paperweight and Ria unfroze it, letting it drop into Forie's hands. She slowly turned.
"I was going to stick you both into standard training classes. I figured you probably had Mindspeech in some degree-"
"We do." Rena interrupted.
Forie went on as if she hadn't heard her, "- and maybe Fetching, but this-" she waved the hand clutching the paperweight at the desk, "-this is not standard." She plunked the paperweight down on the desk and set her hands on her narrow hips.
"Come girls. We have a visit to make."
"To whom?"
"Queen's Own Herald Chaviva."
~*~*~*~
Reviewer Response Time!!
Akennea: I will~
faeborn2930: Thanks Lyds! Here's another helping for ya!
Darkfyre: It will get more so! *raises eyebrows suggestively*
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