Innverse Stats | Interlude – Vernoue (Pt. 2)

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Eternal Throne of Calanfer	Then, with the wisdom granted to him by right of his crown and the Eternal Throne of Calanfer, blessed be its light, and the glory of the Kingdom of Diplomacy—Reclis du Marquin did sense with his imperial foresight that something was amiss.
Reclis du Marquin	Then, with the wisdom granted to him by right of his crown and the Eternal Throne of Calanfer, blessed be its light, and the glory of the Kingdom of Diplomacy—Reclis du Marquin did sense with his imperial foresight that something was amiss.
Marquin	Then, with the wisdom granted to him by right of his crown and the Eternal Throne of Calanfer, blessed be its light, and the glory of the Kingdom of Diplomacy—Reclis du Marquin did sense with his imperial foresight that something was amiss.
Reclis du Marquin	Reclis would be the first to admit he wasn’t a minutiae kind of man. For instance, he wasn’t sure that was how you spelled minutiae. It looked wrong…
Ielane du Marquin	Ielane was the one who could tell you when the ball was or who was favored and who wasn’t in court or abroad. She could pick up on infighting between a couple and know what to actually do about it.
Reclis du Marquin	It made Reclis vaguely embarrassed, but she was an excellent help navigating moments when he put his foot in the pie, cake, or whatever they were eating. She always had.
Vernoue du Marquin	He picked up on the tension, you see, because Vernoue had gone off to Nomaudrel, and Ielane wasn’t happy about it. She and Menisi, you see—terrible affair, the entirety of it. He’d tried to adjudicate, but between that damn [Soothsayer] and a plot of treason, it still hurt his heart.
Nomaudrel	He picked up on the tension, you see, because Vernoue had gone off to Nomaudrel, and Ielane wasn’t happy about it. She and Menisi, you see—terrible affair, the entirety of it. He’d tried to adjudicate, but between that damn [Soothsayer] and a plot of treason, it still hurt his heart.
Ielane du Marquin	He picked up on the tension, you see, because Vernoue had gone off to Nomaudrel, and Ielane wasn’t happy about it. She and Menisi, you see—terrible affair, the entirety of it. He’d tried to adjudicate, but between that damn [Soothsayer] and a plot of treason, it still hurt his heart.
Menisi du Marquin	He picked up on the tension, you see, because Vernoue had gone off to Nomaudrel, and Ielane wasn’t happy about it. She and Menisi, you see—terrible affair, the entirety of it. He’d tried to adjudicate, but between that damn [Soothsayer] and a plot of treason, it still hurt his heart.
[Soothsayer]	He picked up on the tension, you see, because Vernoue had gone off to Nomaudrel, and Ielane wasn’t happy about it. She and Menisi, you see—terrible affair, the entirety of it. He’d tried to adjudicate, but between that damn [Soothsayer] and a plot of treason, it still hurt his heart.
Vernoue du Marquin	Vernoue meeting Menisi was surprising, shocking that Ielane had allowed it, and he could tell she was stressed; half a dozen puffer sticks she chain-smoked when he found her after a late-night session of looking into the disastrous New Lands expedition said she was upset.
Menisi du Marquin	Vernoue meeting Menisi was surprising, shocking that Ielane had allowed it, and he could tell she was stressed; half a dozen puffer sticks she chain-smoked when he found her after a late-night session of looking into the disastrous New Lands expedition said she was upset.
Ielane du Marquin	Vernoue meeting Menisi was surprising, shocking that Ielane had allowed it, and he could tell she was stressed; half a dozen puffer sticks she chain-smoked when he found her after a late-night session of looking into the disastrous New Lands expedition said she was upset.
Seraphel du Marquin	“I think we have to send a second expedition, dear. Dear? We’ve got some of the original fleet, but without Seraphel, we might even have to send another member of the royal family. That’s what I’m thinking. Dear?”
Lothen du Marquin	“Lothen.”
Reclis du Marquin	That was her one-word reply after several minutes of silence and smoking. Reclis coughed and activated an air-clearing charm that really helped when she was upset.
Lothen du Marquin	“Lothen? He’s not that—canny.”
Reclis du Marquin	Which was rude to say of his second-eldest son, but it was true. He was like a blunt hammer in social parlance, which Reclis was sad to say he’d gotten from his father…and the royal family, really. Ielane stared past Reclis. Her brow was furrowed. She looked—intense.
Ielane du Marquin	Which was rude to say of his second-eldest son, but it was true. He was like a blunt hammer in social parlance, which Reclis was sad to say he’d gotten from his father…and the royal family, really. Ielane stared past Reclis. Her brow was furrowed. She looked—intense.
Reclis du Marquin	Which was rude to say of his second-eldest son, but it was true. He was like a blunt hammer in social parlance, which Reclis was sad to say he’d gotten from his father…and the royal family, really. Ielane stared past Reclis. Her brow was furrowed. She looked—intense.
[Baroness]	Which he did admire about her. They were a team, the best of them. Big picture, small picture. Hammer and chain. Other analogy here. He could still remember when she’d swept up to him in a ball, a [Baroness]’ daughter of Morein, and engaged him in policy debate. So enthralling, the exact kind of topic on his mind.
Calanfer	Her plan, in hindsight. And he’d been rather thrilled, though of course, she’d been so minor nobility that it would have been insane to marry her! Which he’d pointed out, and she’d countered with the acknowledgement that it was true she had little to give Calanfer politically. But she was the boon to the Eternal Throne itself.
Ielane du Marquin	History had proven her right, and here they were. Ielane spoke after a moment; he was used to her silence when she was thinking. She never forgot, just took her time replying when they were alone.
Lothen du Marquin	“Lothen’s chafing to impress you. He’s not the sort of man that King Itreimedes likes, though Avel can tolerate him. He’s a better warrior than a statesman. Let him head an expedition. If we can recover Seraphel, the two of them will work better together.”

Eternal Throne of Calanfer

Then, with the wisdom granted to him by right of his crown and the Eternal Throne of Calanfer, blessed be its light, and the glory of the Kingdom of Diplomacy—Reclis du Marquin did sense with his imperial foresight that something was amiss.

Reclis du Marquin

Then, with the wisdom granted to him by right of his crown and the Eternal Throne of Calanfer, blessed be its light, and the glory of the Kingdom of Diplomacy—Reclis du Marquin did sense with his imperial foresight that something was amiss.

Marquin

Then, with the wisdom granted to him by right of his crown and the Eternal Throne of Calanfer, blessed be its light, and the glory of the Kingdom of Diplomacy—Reclis du Marquin did sense with his imperial foresight that something was amiss.

Reclis du Marquin

Reclis would be the first to admit he wasn’t a minutiae kind of man. For instance, he wasn’t sure that was how you spelled minutiae. It looked wrong…

Ielane du Marquin

Ielane was the one who could tell you when the ball was or who was favored and who wasn’t in court or abroad. She could pick up on infighting between a couple and know what to actually do about it.

Reclis du Marquin

It made Reclis vaguely embarrassed, but she was an excellent help navigating moments when he put his foot in the pie, cake, or whatever they were eating. She always had.

Vernoue du Marquin