Oliver's point of view
Sitting in a chair across from her, she is most beautiful and peaceful when she sleeps. Even when she can't remember, her face is free of stress. I get up and put on my shirt, which I had ironed so Myrnin wouldn't taunt me on that. Glancing back at Amelie I walk out of the room.
Amelie had taken me through a portal to a Founder House. I had told her how to use the portals and where she could go. I opened a portal and stepped through into Amelie's office, where her secretary was looking through things on her desk.
"What are you doing?"
"Is Amelie with you? The meeting's in 1 Hour." She said. I shrugged.
"No, but just could call her. Just give her some time to get ready." I said, and shooed her out of the office and closed the door. I went to the desk and sat down and pulled out my phone and thought of whether to call her. I shrugged and called her. The phone rang 5 times before Amelie picked up.
"Oliver?"
"Hello. Your needed. The meeting is starting in a hour." I said.
"What do I wear? I have been going through the wardrobe but I can't find anything nice." I sighed and rubbed my eyes.
"Don't wear a dress. Wear... Trousers. Maybe a jacket. I don't know. Just hurry up and get down here." I said and hung up.
Claire's point of view
I put the device on my desk when I got home and collapsed on my bed. I hate Myrnin, so much sometimes.
I got up and went in my wardrobe picking out different clothes. I heard a knock on my door.
"Come in."
"Hello, Claire." Amelie said, coming in and sitting on my bed. I spun around.
"Oh uh... Hi." I said. "What are you doing here?"
"I need help with what I am supposed to say in the meeting... And I can't choose any clothes so you have to come with me." Amelie said.
"But you already have clothes on. They're fine." I said. Amelie looked down at her light blue trousers and blue jacket with a white shirt.
"You think?" Amelie asked. I nodded. "Okay. So, what about what I am to say in the meeting?"
"Why don't you ask Oliver? Or Myrnin?" I asked.
"Myrnin won't answer the mobile and Oliver won't give me full answers. The calls never last long." Amelie said.
"Right, well, um... I wouldn't know since I don't go to your meetings." I said. "Sorry..." I trailed off.
"So I'm supposed to guess?" Amelie asked, standing up.
"I'm, yeah. But anything that hints at Oliver wanting to take control or the vampires wanting to hunt humans or anything like that, just say no." I said. Amelie nodded.
"Okay. What if there isn't?"
"Well... Um... Just make it up as you go along. Actually don't do that. I don't know. You'll have Oliver there. You can ask him." I said, going back to the wardrobe. Amelie sighed and didn't say anything for a moment.
"Thank you. For your help. I will see you later." Amelie said and left, closing the door behind. I breathed relief. That went better than expected.
Myrnin's point of view
I had finished reading my book when Oliver came down.
"Your needed."
"Why couldn't you ring me? That is this century's way of communicating."
"Mobiles only work if you pick them up. Amelie been calling you." I shrugged.
"I was reading. She can wait."
"Your needed for the meeting. Get up, and come on." Oliver said, taking the book off of me. "Now."
"I sighed and stood up then got my coat and walked upstairs. I raced Oliver to Founder's Square but I didn't think he knew it was a race. I shrugged getting their before him. Inside the building, I took off my coat and went up to the courtroom. Pushing open the door I saw Amelie at the head of the table looking through the folders of papers.
"Hello my Lady." I said sitting next to her.
"Why didn't you pick up?" Amelie asked. I shrugged.
"I was reading. You could wait." I said.
"What if it was important?" She asked.
"You can't remember anything that mildly important, so I wouldn't worry." I said putting my feet on the table.
"First, get your feet off the table." Amelie said.
"Giving orders, are we?" I asked.
Now!"
"Hmm... I don't think so. Sorry my Lady, but meeting hasn't started yet." I said, crossing my arms. Amelie's eyes got a hint of red in them.
"Myrnin. Last chance. Get your feet off the table." Amelie said in a warning voice. I took one foot off the table.
"Myrnin do as she says." Oliver said, coming in.
"You took ages." I said.
"Feet of the table." Oliver said, in that commanding voice.
"Nah. And it's foot, not feet. I rather-" I found myself again the wall with the chair crashing down.
"You do what your told. Amelie is still the Founder and that doesn't give you the right to disobey her." Oliver growled. I looked at Amelie. She wasn't going to do anything and went back to her work. I pushed Oliver off me and went out of the room.
"You don't need here, it seems. Have fun." I said, closing the door.