... was found ... a jolly ... you losing ... "I would be delighted if you did! I shall be the envy of every Noble there, young and OLD alike!" Annon answered...
"Hail and Well Met Captain Philpot, it's Luther, ... shall we say, a bit more reticent than usual" ... As Captain Philpot begins to answer, Luther takes in the...
... <"How should I know?"> The dinosaur thought to Taemyr, plodding back towards the hole in the wall, <"I'm a dumb, stupid dinosaur without any reasoning...
... EOT I shall endeavour to write the gathering post today or this evening, so keep your eye's peeled, everybody! (Except for Corwin, who doesn't like to talk...
... "Aye," Philpot nodded, a smile on his face, "Lady Llewella always did have an uncanny flair for the dramatic - if you don't mind me saying, sir." ... ...
... (House Guest..?) ... Her labors completed, Morgan soon finds herself back in her study. A pile of opened documents are on the bureau, likely opened by...
SNIP ... WOW, What a truly Progressive game. Imagine Random, a married man(to Vialle) adopting a girl with another man, his own brother. Bisexual, incestuas...
Servants rushed around, Florimel directing them to and from the kitchens and cupboards, the green-and-blue informal dinnerware emerging from it's long-term...
Please carry on with your current threads, as well as join in with the new one. Some of you still have threads to complete, but bear in mind that the gathering...
... formal as ... the ... wire, ... can't ... was I ... into ... Taemyr glanced at Deirdre as she scolded him for hundredth time, and looked forward again,...
SNIP Luther sat in the annex to the dining room. Two servants and a member of the Royal Guard stood near the doorway to the dining room itself, and a strange...
SNIP ... "Yes, Mother thought it would be good if I associated more with some of the younger Amberites. Speaking of Which is Annon in Amber?" [Philpots reply]...
Darkness to light... Ice cold winds make way for the warmth of the sun over a forest... A last touch of concentration and the road behind Stella is identical ...
... "I will, Aunt," Ariane promised as she gave Fiona a peck on the cheek. As soon as Ariane was free of the sadistic dressmakers, she picked up her full...
...And our House Guest, It would be best if they wish to wander around this city that they be accompanied by at least one of our servants that still knows the...
... The door opened inward to reveal Annon behind it. He was arrayed simply in a fine back knee-high boots, black pants, black silk vest, a cream coat, and...
... Ariane smiled, and her tanned cheeks colored brightly. She took the small bouquet with a newly manicured hand. "Thank you, Annon. Fiona *insisted* on a...
... ...but contact never came. The Trump remained cold, but Benedict didn't seem to be in a talking mood. ... Corbeau shook her head, I'm sorry, ma'am, but Mr...
... "that would be suitable, given the short notice of the invitation" Reaching for a pen and drawing forth a piec of pale blur parchment with a faint...
... idea ... engagement, ... As ... a ... and ... convoy ... The ... guard ... room. ... Miranda pulled at her skirts, her nervousness at being in the Castle ...
The invitation that had found her in Shadow was to the point. Whomever wrote it claimed to be QUEEN of Amber, and was holding an informal get-together at the...
... small ... planned ... you ... "Why, whatever do you mean by that my adorable coz? In Fiona's laboratory sits a powerful alien 'rifle' that I captured ...
... "The Wizard of what is who?" Ariane asked, taking the flask and trying a sip of Annon's brandy. "And Aunt Vialle is only trying to bring everyone together...
... "Don't worry about it, Miranda. Just enjoy yourself and be yourself." Tania replied, smiling. "From what I've seen, the nobles get tired of hanging around...
... From the darkness near the doorway, a slim, satin-clothed arm fairly dragged Stella from the line and into the gloom. Flora scowled her frown of pity and...
... "Perhaps you could ask the coachman that sits in the drive, ma'am?" Corbeau replied, a faint smile on her face, "I believe the coach does carry the unicorn...
... (OOC: The Queen is Moira... not Moins. (unless my NPIA has a type) ;-) "Ah, responsibility... Not something you should be volunteering for, lad. Take it...
... "Now, now, Luther," Llewella scolded, although with a smile on her face, as she gently urged Luther forward into the dining room on her arm. "Amber isn't...
... From the darkness near the doorway, a slim, satin-clothed arm fairly dragged Stella from the line and into the gloom. Flora scowled her frown of pity and...
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