Post by Todd on Nov 7, 2022 17:33:22 GMT
27 Makai (March) 1925 – Prince Karog Dirigian and his lovely wife Sibyl are breaking their fast on their balcony enjoying the rising morning sun and the new songs of the waking birds, when suddenly the door barges open. He turns his head to see the reason for this early intrusion, and like most other intrusions he notices his mother walking his way. Rubbing his forehead and rolling his eyes he greets the intruder with a half-smile. “Good morning, Mother; are you upset with the songs of the birds so early?”
Approaching the table, she smacks him in the head before bending down to kiss her first born. “Of course, not my light, we have been blessed for our perseverance and dedication. The prayers of our forefathers have been answered and our time to rise is upon us.” She sits down between the couple and motions for the large and foreboding soldier to approach the table. “Petyr, tell your prince what you told me.”
“Sire, early this morning two brothers approached the gate and said they had important information to relay.”
Raising his hand to interrupt the General of the city’s defense forces. Prince Dirigian says while still chewing “Let me guess cousin, that overweight fool sitting on my throne has choked on a pork rib while pity eating for his kidnaped heir.”
Letting out a small grin General Yossarian says “Unfortunately the King still sits on the throne, however word has it that an Iron fissure has been discovered in the base of the mountains. Two loggers who were cutting near the base of the mountains found a iron deposit that broke open after the earthquake a few days ago.”
Standing up Prince Dirigian smiles and smacks his cousin on the shoulder. Have these brothers show you where this is. Take some men with you and bring someone familiar with mining to assess how much we might have and how best to go about extracting it.” Pulling his cousin close to his face “Ensure these men have told no one, they will be used to clear the area around the deposit. Praise to Habbakuk if this be true. We must be calculating and silent about extracting this ore.” Looking at his mother, “This is truly a blessing and a chance for us to reclaim our throne.” He kisses his mom on the check, and sits back down, while General Yossarian exits the room.
Sibyl leans across the table and passionately kisses her Prince, stopping only when Mother Vela smacks the table and yells “Enough! We have much to talk about and much to plan.”
Wiping off her lip and relishing in her mother in laws uncomfortableness, Sibyl adjusts herself back in her chair like a proper woman of high class. “Yes, mother there is much to discuss and plan. Your Kolohe Jokat (Brute Squad) could help create dissent and discomfort throughout the kingdom. If villages seem like the King cares not for their suffering, that could be used. People who feel forgotten and unseen will likely join us when the time comes to reclaim our. . . excuse me.” Turning to gaze into her husband’s eyes, “Your Kingdom.”
Approaching the table, she smacks him in the head before bending down to kiss her first born. “Of course, not my light, we have been blessed for our perseverance and dedication. The prayers of our forefathers have been answered and our time to rise is upon us.” She sits down between the couple and motions for the large and foreboding soldier to approach the table. “Petyr, tell your prince what you told me.”
“Sire, early this morning two brothers approached the gate and said they had important information to relay.”
Raising his hand to interrupt the General of the city’s defense forces. Prince Dirigian says while still chewing “Let me guess cousin, that overweight fool sitting on my throne has choked on a pork rib while pity eating for his kidnaped heir.”
Letting out a small grin General Yossarian says “Unfortunately the King still sits on the throne, however word has it that an Iron fissure has been discovered in the base of the mountains. Two loggers who were cutting near the base of the mountains found a iron deposit that broke open after the earthquake a few days ago.”
Standing up Prince Dirigian smiles and smacks his cousin on the shoulder. Have these brothers show you where this is. Take some men with you and bring someone familiar with mining to assess how much we might have and how best to go about extracting it.” Pulling his cousin close to his face “Ensure these men have told no one, they will be used to clear the area around the deposit. Praise to Habbakuk if this be true. We must be calculating and silent about extracting this ore.” Looking at his mother, “This is truly a blessing and a chance for us to reclaim our throne.” He kisses his mom on the check, and sits back down, while General Yossarian exits the room.
Sibyl leans across the table and passionately kisses her Prince, stopping only when Mother Vela smacks the table and yells “Enough! We have much to talk about and much to plan.”
Wiping off her lip and relishing in her mother in laws uncomfortableness, Sibyl adjusts herself back in her chair like a proper woman of high class. “Yes, mother there is much to discuss and plan. Your Kolohe Jokat (Brute Squad) could help create dissent and discomfort throughout the kingdom. If villages seem like the King cares not for their suffering, that could be used. People who feel forgotten and unseen will likely join us when the time comes to reclaim our. . . excuse me.” Turning to gaze into her husband’s eyes, “Your Kingdom.”