Unexpected encounter in the library

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Michael James Watson

Wandering in to the library Alexandra is directed to the Regorian Reading room. Upon entering she sees a new wing designed in the Regorian architectural style. A round room of several floors around a central table. The table has several chairs at it and a ring of them a ways back, in front of a card catalog ringed wall. On the table is a large collection of trays filled with a vast collection of food. Finger foods, breads, salads. Olives, mushrooms and pickles. Pickled eggs. There are two vodka sets with bottle, glasses and a tray of caviar and crackers. The smells hit Alex hard for some reason. As if she had never smelled food so wonderfully before. Stepping up to the table her hand automatically picks up a plate and puts a pickled egg and some olives on the plate. The vodka shimmers as if the bowl the bottle rests in is keeping it close to freezing temperature. She looks up and sees Arlo walk out from behind the wall of the card catalog. He sees her and sighs. "Wow.....is your timing terrible today...." Stepping in behind him is Clarissa, in a casual, but elegant day outfit, smiling immediately. "By the tiger, Arlo, why would you say that? I was so looking forward to meeting my granddaughter and here she is. Please, please, fill your plate and have a seat. THe vodka is the best in Regor and chilled perfectly. and the caviar is from the imperial grounds, the best to find. While the zakuska plates will refill eternally, I would never serve magically produced vodka or caviar to a member of MY family...I'm your grandmother Clarissa, malyshka. My dear malen'kaya printsessa.

Amber Bronkhorst

Alex startled at her behavior that she just picked up a plate.. then starteld at the fact that Clarissa is there and Arlo.. and... She wants to put the plate down and backs up a bit. She looks at Arlo apologetic, "Oh i am so sorry, i was just directed here. but i can read in my little reading nook the dragons might like that better anyway. " She does a slight incline of her head to Arlo and Clarissa. "Yes, i know, we have met, briefly of course during my parents their wedding, I do hope that my choice of words weren't to boorish for you? But i did feel the need to protect my mother and father. " She looks around and puts on her standard friendly smile. Wanting to end her stammering with something positive. "Love the decor. It is quite beautiful"

Michael James Watson

She smiles, "Ah, dear, you were lovely. It is good to see that despite how abysmally you mother treated your heritage that you grew up protective of your family anyway. My son is very important to me and had I known he had a daughter here I would have insisted that you come to Regor. Even if only on occasion. Fres's atrocious behavior has no bearing on my love for you. She and I never got along. But you are free of that now, empowered by the pattern of Amber, and no longer a scullery here.." Arlo interrupts, "She was never a scullery.. She was an Elite and a damn good one. Her mother did..." She turns and scowls, "You forget your place, sir. I am an Czarina and an Ambassador to Amber and I'll not have you interrupt me when I speak with your betters. Alexandra, I do hope you will come home soon. You will find your chambers in our palace in Gorod Bogov are quite fitting a princess of the imperial line of Regor. Amber may drape its kin in sack clothes but we regorians know better. Now, let me pour you some Vodka and lets sit and talk."

Amber Bronkhorst

Alex listens calmly to Clarissa, when Arlo interupts her a slight smile on the corner of her lips twitch up . But she keeps her eyes on Clarissa. The calm and friendly look on her face. until she is done. "Ah yes, but that is exactly why they kept my parentage from me, isn't it? To protect me from that what might come to me because of my heritage. Lets face it my father does not have the best reputation and what would other expect of a daughter from him. I would not have been given the same chances to grow up. And become the capable warrior, archer, artist that i am now. It was my mother who made sure i got those chances... for if you recall, my father was most of my life in the dungeons. So to the compliments you give me now i will of course relay them towards my mother as she has had the hand in raising me to be the womani am today. " A light incline of her head. "And please, Ambassador, you are here as Ambassador. not Czarina. that is what you are in Regor in your full right and glory, here, though, here you are Ambassador, thankfully so it became truly time to have an Ambassador to Regor, For only books. " She holds up one of hte books she was planning to read. "Do of course not cover the magnificence which is Regor. And i am certain more agreements can be made between the two realms. " Alex isn't an overly proud woman but she does know how to stand tall and straigh to make her seem proud. "As for Arlo he is a friend, and prince of Amber. So with you being the Ambassador, please lets remain civil. " Alex walks up to the table again, and pours three glasses of Vodka, handing one with a gracious gesture to Clarissa. "I do not like my family on either side or my friends be insulted, so if you wish to get to know me as your granddaughter, Lets leave the insults and the jabs behind us, it is a tiresome game anyway, and lets talk then, under the enjoyment of some marvelous Vodka." She picks up her own glass as well and hands Arlo another.

Michael James Watson

The Czarina knocks back the vodka. Setting it down she pours another as she takes a seat. She looks calmly at Alex. Arlo says, "Well?" She nods, "Just as you said, Arlo. Its good to see that Fres let her grow up with some stones. Do you think Brand and the little mother might like to join us? MYDORIS!!!!" Mydoris comes out from the direction of the regular part of the library. He carries a large thin book. (his outfit, not him in the image.) He leans over Alex's shoulder, resting against it briefly, takes a glass of vodka, and moves to one of the chairs in the outer ring. Sitting, opening it, she can see its an atlass by the maps. He looks at her, sips and smiles. "So, since my mother is not frowning I assume you passed her little test, radnoya?" Arlo looks aside, then chuckles, "Ah.... no....Brand is busy...."

Amber Bronkhorst

Alex glares at Arlo slams down the Vodka and pours herself another. She watned to speak but the yell for Mydoris made Alex nearly jump. Not expecting that in a library. Feeling Mydoris lean against her shoulder to take a glass she speaks in a soft nearly inaudible whisper "if i'm in your way say so." She does sound slightly annoyed. Quickly she tries to recover a slight twitch as she hears her parents are... occupied... Turning then to Mydoris she finally ahs found her familiiar friendly smile again and in a warmer tone then the hushed whisper she replies to him after a sip of the Vodka. "It seems so, how lovely to be tested in such capacity, i thought those days were behind me." She lifts her glass to Clarissa and with a look of annoyed amusement "Spasibo, at least i am reminded agian to stay on my toes." Looking over the maps Mydoris has his atlas opened at she asks "What are you looking for? seems you are not finding what you are looking for as the pages can't hold your interest."

Michael James Watson

Clarissa says, "What made you think the days of being tested were over? Did Benedict not make it clear that life is a challenge? Always stay on your toes. And know where the boundaries are. Amberites might stay a knife hand if genealogy is spoken of. Regorians will keep the knife hidden if vodka is being poured. We all have our priorities. Mind you I came to Amber for many reasons. I am the ambasador of course but my priorities lay elsewhere. Meeting you was high on my list. Seeing Asher again as well. Later I will attend services for the Unicorn up in the Tombs District. I would be delighted if you joined me. Its my intention to light a candle in the Church, then one in the tomb of my son, your father. Then I intend to urinate on the statue of Oberon. We'll take drinks and food, make an evening of it."

Amber Bronkhorst

Still standing and now a bit calmer sipping her vodka though the urge to just slam it back keeps playing in her mind she looks over Clarissa for a moment, just studying the woman that is her grandmother, the Czarina of Regor, Ambassador to Amber of Regor, once Queen of Amber... She had now herself the red hair of this lineage.. did she want to be linked to it that visible. though everyone and their dog knew who she was now. Before Alex goes completly off in thougts she takes a quick big sip from her vodka to waken herself up. A smile after the glass touched her lips. "It is very true, i should not have let my guard down and of course expect judging eyes, everywhere. As a ranger it is not so much people who judge you, seems that changed my view a bit. If you can't live up to the test you're chow for the wild animals. " Since she does not know where to sit she remains standing but relaxes her stance a bit more. She feels that the place where she sits will be judged as well. "Besides the urinating on statues, i would not mind accompanying you, it would not be fair of me not to allow us to get to know eachother as you said, we are of course family as well. I do not know though if Asher is still in Amber seemed he had a busy schedule last i spoke with him. "

Michael James Watson

She laughs, "If we drink enough vodka on the way, the statues might come in handy"

Amber Bronkhorst

Looking down at her now empty glass a light chuckle.escapes her. "Right, perhaps then a bathroom break before we go.." Looking around she decides to sit where she can easily communicate with Clarissa not directly next to her but close enough. "Now i like to be very direct in communication. And i do wonder. What do you want to know about me... in case things disappoint i rather have that out of the way as soon as possible. I know why you want to get to know me. Dad did caution me you are very keen on keeping an eye on family and that family is important to you... But he also cautioned you have made people cry.. so to say." A slight smile. "So my question is actually, what do you already know of me and what do you wish to know?"

Michael James Watson

"What do I know and what do I wish to know? I have seen you in the fires of Dikost. So. I know what an oracle tells me. Beyond that, less then a shadowdweller's grandmother knows of their know grandchildren. Is that fair?

Amber Bronkhorst

Alex frowns a bit thinking. "Fires of Dikost? Wait i read something about that." She takes out her little sketch and note book flicking through it. Not immediately finding it in the chaos which can be her thought process she shrugs. "I did hear and read about oracles. And that it is an important part of Regor and the church of the Tiger." A soft laugh. "Apologies i can get very excited with puzzling information together. I do wonder what the fires might have shown you. But i can also understand if that is not for me. I have no intimate knowledge of oracles." Alex genuinely smiles to Clarissa figuring she is also just her grandmother.. and possibly reallu wants to know her gtanddaughter. With careful fingers she pushes her now red hair behind her ear turning her glass in her other hand. "Well i have been raised as a military woman. A ranger an artist. Have been very active within the CCC, i did spend some time in shadow growing up. Experiencing different things. And currently i am the second Warden in Arden under command of Duncan. " A slight shrug "There is not much more to me i think."

Michael James Watson

She laughs, takes a square of black rye, scoops a tiny spoon of facial on it.". That's all? I would say that is a great deal for one so young. Wouldn't you, Mydoris? " He nods," Indeed. Imagine what you'll be able to say in time? "

Amber Bronkhorst

Alex smiles feeling slightly more proud of herself. Even if she realises that this might just be to do exactly that flatter and play to her pride. "Thank you, well who knows what i might do i the future and with time." She nods to Mydoris. "A year ago or so i didn't think i could reach a higher goal then become protective elite." She says with a slight grin. Picking up her plate that she had layed down at the start of the conversation. Taking a small bite. "But yeah thats what i do. Would you like to share what else your plans are here in Amber? Besides being the ambassador of course?" As her own vodka glass is empty Alex decides to get up and take the bottle of Vodka and holds it up to Clarissa and Mydoris to offer fill their glasses first. If they agree she fills theirs first of course and then her own.

Michael James Watson

She motions to Mydoris, who walks to a area of the library that must be a kitchen. He returns with a large plate with raw meat, a green, and a bowl of some soy and pepper based sauce that seems to be boiling. She takes a small fork, skewers the meat, and puts it in the sauce to cook. "This is a great delicacy in Regor. Served only for royalty and honored persons of the royalty. You are a member of the royal family of Regor so you are allowed, please, this is tiger. The sauce is...fiery. Good to warm the heart on cold nights." She eats the one she has, then waits till Mydoris and Alex each have one before doing he second. "My goals? To see that the first Embassy of Regor in Amber is well established. At that time i may return to Regor and leave either Mydoris, or Alexi here as ambassador. Mydororis says, "Alexi, that faint heart..." he stops looking at the eye of Clarissa. "It is important that the embassy do well. It will make the transition easier. After the Red Sword is put into the Inscription of Regor it will become a Full pattern. It will gain its rightful place as an equal to Amber, and I suppose Avalon. When that happens either Bleys or Brand must be ready to take the throne. Both have been approved by the priests of Dikost but they believe Bleys too flawed to ably serve. Brands time in the Abyss has given him eons of time in contemplation so he would be our first choice. I know in that trying time of challenge you will do your duty and serve Regor and Amber well. Should Brand be the one chosen by the people you will become a princess royal. Asher has been disqualified by the Priests at Dikost but they have approved you, and Rinnaldo. Rinaldo however has Kashfra and he has said he would be unwilling to serve as crown prince. So, that duty will fall to you. Will you be up to the challenge of being a representative of the throne then?"

Amber Bronkhorst

Seeing Clarissa waits to eat further Alex looks at Mydoris to go then. She has eaten weirder things then tiger she is sure. Then hearing the outburst of Mydoris about Alexi, Alex can't help it but she tries to fight a smile from her lips. That smile quickly fades though hearing the plans of Clarissa and how far she has thought this through. Holding up both her hands in a stopping motion. "Whoa whoa. That is...... very specific and thought through. The red sword. Why would...?" She stops there for a second realizing full well why Clarissa would want to use the red aword for Regor. "Okey that would have been a stupid question. The why... but this is oddly specific thought through. Not that i do not appreciate well layed down plans. And does dad agree? And why has Asher been disqualified?" Alex looks slightly overwhelmed and flustered. After a few deep breaths she calms her ramblings. "How would the priests of Dikost know enough to approve me. Dad i get he spend some time in Regor. But as you and they do not know me. In the same way i do not know you and Regor to give a respectful and fair answer to your last question. " She then looks at the meat again. Not wanting to insult Clarissa and show she isn't declining any idea of helping out Regor from the start. Alex copies Clarissa her way of how she skewered cooked and ate the meat. When in doubt copy those knowledgeable. "I am not saying no, but my answer for now is an, i need to study and learn more of what it means. That when i say yes or no i can do so without a doubt. "

Michael James Watson

Upon tasting the meat for the first time there is a sudden sense of power. It tickles like a increase of psyche. Maybe a bit of strength. Clarissa goes on, "To start, the Red Sword is in Regor. The priests of the Dikost has determined that the sword is being carried by the Primal Squirrel. This primal beast is a far cry from its ancestors. I don't know how lacking you education has been here, seeing that Fres saw fit to raise you as a slave rather then a queen, so i'll educate you. The might of a primal beast is base on its frequency of death. The serpent, the Unicorn, the Tiger, the Elephant, The Jaberwock, the Dragon, the Bear, the tortoise, the phoenix, and others, who have never been slain, are creatures of great power effecting many shadows, primal realms,and even chaos itself. But most primal beasts have been slain. Each generation is less powerful. Some much less. The Cat sitting up on that shelf, staring painful death at me for spilling secrets is 5th or so in its line. Still mighty. Morganstern is 5th of the Horse line. But some, like the Pangolin that adheres to Jurt, is low on the line. The butterfly that follows Doria. The Moth that follows Tolknor. Even the EyeEye that follows Mydoris, are all near the bottom of their line. One day such low creatures will die and none will replace it. When that happens they will slowly disappear from shadow." The EyeEye comes out of Mydoris's pocket. He cradles it carefully and Alex sees the love for the nervous creature in his eyes. He takes a piece of tiger meat raw and lets the creature eat it. "Still, even these have great power. This bulgy eyed beast could kill you easily if it chose to. Luckily its a lover not a fighter or else it would never have chosen my idiot son as his companion." "Now, the Squirrel, is long down on its lives. Powerful, but still, easy to slay. The King of Bursain was also the Primal Squirrel. He was assassinated and gave the boon of its primacy to one of its kind and its benn running from shadow to shadow, bearing the Rosguara with it. I want that sword. Once we have it, its a mere moment to stick it in the primal Inscription of Regor and raise our realm, the realm of your line, to equality, to the others. Then, it will be our duty, the duty of my children both green and red, to raise it to supremacy and place the other realms in their rightful alliance. Avalon will be tricky. Mandalay a challange. But Amber, not so difficult. We already have two able to assume the throne. Three if you include Fiona. The Priests of Dikost have ruled out Fiona. They have ruled out Asher. But they have wholeheartedly approved Bleys, Brand, Nicholas, Rinaldo, and you. So when thetime comes to do your duty, I am sure you will. Till then, learn and grow. " She takes more meat, cooks it and eats it. "Speaking of growing, when you come to visit Regor, you will be shown to the Inscription of Regor. You may then assay it. We have sorcerors that will instruct you in the uniquely potent magics of Regor. Its been such a joy meeting you. I hope we can speak often since i plan to be in Amber for many years before returning home"

Amber Bronkhorst

Alex is struck silent after the taste of tiger meat. She then continues to listen quietly to Clarissa. Knowing of the story of the primal beasts she nods slowly and knowingly. Arlo had told her Jurt had told her. But hearing it from different sides is nothing bad. A warm smile appears on Alex her lips seeing Mydoris so lovingly and carefully gaze upon and handle the nervous animal. Hearing Clarissa calling Mydoris an idiot son she raises an eyebrow but says nothing of it. But no matter the strengths or weaknesses of a child... she would never call her children such. Hearing Clarissa talk about duty Alex wakes from her daydreaming of far away children. With a warm smile and sure look on her face she nods. "One thing i can always say i do is my duty and those who have gained my loyalty will have it without a doubt. If that is Regor i can honestly not say yet. Will i come visit and learn more, absolutely i want to form my own view and opinion of Regor. I would really like to learn more when there when my duty here permits me to travel further away. " After having said that Alex takes a few steps closer to Clarissa. Is she intimidated by that woman yes. Will she show it. Alex will work her hardest not to. When closeby enough and with the most genuine warm smile she can muster Alex speaks on a softer tone. "You, dear grandmother, are not winning me over by insulting my mother so. Do you wish me to keep an open mind and eyes, then show you are not the type that reverts to insults to get a point across. My mother showed me the way to seek my own way in gathering information and knowledge and i have found this library and spend almost all my off hours here. And i am not raised a Queen to give me the chance to be raised without the taint which is still carried by our side of the family by those not willing to let that go." Then with the brightest smile Alex says. "And yes we will see eachother. As i spend alot of time here when not serving my duty to Amber and Arden. "

Michael James Watson

She smiles, like one does to a child that is loved but hasn't attended any schooling yet. "Insults? I never insult without clearity. MY children are all geniuses and idiots. Mydoris here can measure a space and see its uses as a residence, cathedral, farm estate or battlefield. But he is distracted to foolishness by small creatures and shiny objects. He also tends to fall in love with relatives. I can't leave him alone with his sisters. Alexi can comprehend intricate intrigues with plotting them or walking in on them with such clarity and perfection that he is the first we send to meet people. Yet he will forget it all if he has a chance to taste a new quim and dip his stick. He is also annoying loyal to his attachments once made. Charles on the other hand forgets the name of a woman, man or sheep he has just taken and can't be trusted at a diplomatic table not to slay ambassadors and messengers. Anastasia won't say ten words a month unless she is talking about some book she is reading. Olga may be the most devout follower of the Tiger Regor has produced but she believes readign distracts one from doing one's duty to the Tiger. She's my first born of Nicholas and the silly bint refuses to even learn to read. Maria has not been seen in court for a thousand years. The priests at Dikost say she fled Regor when she assyed the inscription. Bleys is as fine a swordsman as shadow has produced, save Benedict, Eric, Borlak and my father Czar Mydoris the first. Yet he is a collector and can be distracted from duty by appealing to his latest obsession. And, of a race able to endure great overindulgence in drink, he's a drunk. Brand's switches in personality are well known. Asher is obsessed with dueling. In a war he can be drawn into tragedy by a personal challenge. IF I call someone an idiot, i also may call them a genius. While Amber may have these strong cross passions Oberon assures me it manifests greatest in Regor." She takes meat and cooks it. "What do you think are the two sides of your coin, my dear granddaughter?"

Amber Bronkhorst

Alex stays where she stands looking directly at Clarissa except when she hears of Mydoris she then looks slightly to the side at him. But other then that remains motionless before Clarissa. Her stance becomes less defensive though when she unserstands now what Clarissa means. A slow nod shows. Then a moment silence after Clarissa her question. Her eyes though do not leave that of Clarissa... But her nervous gesture of twirling her curls around her fingers start as she is thinking. At a point it seems she wants to speak but then closes her mouth again. Alex then looks down breaking eye contact. "I actually do not know. At this point i can name plenty of negative or idiotic things about myself. " Her curls now dangling in front of her face she might look suddenly alot younger. "I am sorry i do not want to insult.... i am just defensive of my mom."

Michael James Watson

Mydoris says to Alex, "She overstates things. That's one of her problems. I can be alone with my sisters and I never did anything they did not specifically and clearly invite. But there is a history of such relationships in the lines of Regor. Espeically the primary Regor line of Alexis I and what we call the Red Line and the Blue Line of Borna. Its not as common in the Zhenya line though it pops up in the Illiam Ean line and the Pherik line. Also, family relations in Regor, unlike Amber, tend to be infertile-Only a couple successful births between Regorian siblings." A shadow moves in and steps up, grabing three fingers of meat and plunging them into the boiling sauce. Bleys says, "Making friends i see, mother? "

Amber Bronkhorst

Alex looks surprised up at Mydoris. "Oh? Well you might gave the wrong impression by standing against me so. " A slight nervous chuckle escapes. "Well in the Amber family there are some of those relationships but i doubt many offspring came of it... but i might be wrong. Either way not really an important subject... fertility is a worry of those needing of offspring." Seeing Bleys pop up Alex nearly jumps as she was very much busy in her own mind at the moment. But then smiling brightly as the distraction of Bleys is a very welcome one. "Well hello there uncle Bleys. Well just family getting to know each other. "

Michael James Watson

Bleys, "Yes, family talking. Whats the worse that can happen? oh.. the end of the universe, right.." He takes a pinch of caviar and a shot of vodka. Clarissa tssks, "Manners, manners, you are salty enough without eggy fingers..When did you last shave?" Bleys sits, "I'll have you know I did a very complete and thorough shaving just this morning! oh.. You meant my beard? Its been awhile" Clarassia smiles a scowl, "How droll. " Bleys says, "Don't let her fool you. Half of what comes out of her mouth is off the top of her head and of no content, just to see how a person reacts. I don't take anything she says seriously unless i have an icon of the Tiger for her to lay her hand on while she talks. " He slides a bronze coin in front of Clarissa. "Now, put your hand on that and lets talk. What were you saying? Brand takes Amber, Alexandra becomes Crown Prince? Mydoris and Titiana sitting in a tree, f-u-c..." Clariassa slaps the coin back to him, "ENOUGH! Rotten child.. Oberon spolied you shamelessly. That i can put my hand to coin about. Dear, Alexandra, understand taht Bleys has many fine qualities but respect for his elders is not among them. " Bleys pushes the coin over to Alex, "Keep that when you are around Regorians. Truth is flexible to them. But the coin helps that. Its not magical.. but it effects them. There are many types but i like that one. The Tiger and the Serpent fighting. When the Tiger took the Eye of the Serpent from him and then used it to forge Regor in the fullness of Boundless Chaos. After he finished the unicorn stole it and let Dworkin forge Amber. So she and they see Amber as the lesser child..Don't they, mother?"

Amber Bronkhorst

Alex looks between Clarissa and Bleys. Back and forth. After the outburst of Clarissa and the coin is pushed her way. Alex takes up the coin. Studying it. Maybe a bit to intently to not get in the middle of this argument though she feels she already is. She nods to Bleys and in a calm voice reacts "Thank you uncle Bleys. Dad already warned me as well. And thank you for the coin and advice. I do like to.form my own opinion though." She then turns to Clarissa and with the same look she speaks up to her. "Grandmother. I thank you for what you have shared with me. And i am certain we will talk often as long as you are here. " She then looks at both. "But i want to make one thing very VERY clear!" Her usual calm voice for once raised for a single word, it is not happened alot with Alex her usual calm nature. "I refuse to be usdd in a game of tug-o-war. Do not mistake my calm ways for ignorance or naivete. Do not mistake my curiosity for interest in power. I have been raised in Amber and even if you, grandmother, do believe Amber is the lesser child. It is the one child i am loyal to and feel duty to. If you wish to wjn my loyalty or sense of duty for Regor you are absolutly going about it the wrong way. " Alex inhales a deep breath. "And this is what my mother wanted to prepare and as long as possible prevent me from ending up in. This.... " she waves with her hand. "Flexible truth, childish behavior... rebellious actions. Insults...." Alex turns, fills up her glass with vodka slams it back and fills the glass again. "Maybe i should leave you here bickering. Seems like there are some feelings you two have to air. And i shouldn't be in the middle of that."

Michael James Watson

Bleys chuckles, "Alex, Mother and I have nothing to air. We have long been clear with each other. This is just verbal sparing. And she knows Fres very well. Fres and Brand have danced around each other for centuries. Mother has even attended Brightedge on a number of occasions. Married before the unicorn this time. Its symbolizes an end of their relationship when the term marriage is up. " She laughs, "Married before the Tiger, well, that never gets undone, no matter how many times Oberon says I Break With Thee. He said vows before the Tiger, I said vows before the Unicorn, that chair upstairs is mine by rights. But the war and the Repair, and the Reign of Queen Margot, show well that Crown has passed on. But the bloodlines remain. Fear not, Child. I expect nothing of you for hundreds of years. And Regor knows better then to make war on Amber. " Alex looks over and Mydoris has gone to the lounge portion and reclined on a sofa, kicking off boots. Pulling his hat over his face he seems to fall asleep. The EyeEye Sits on his shoulder. Moments later Cat lnds on the sofa nd sniffs him, then curls up to sleep behind his legs. Knowing Arlo's cat seems to like Mydoris makes Alex curious. Bleys and Clarissa don't seem to notice his absence. Arlo picks at the plates but avoids the tiger meat. "Keep in mind too, that her suggestions are hardly unknown. If she truely wanted you to commit treason, this is not the place it would be discussed." Clarissa smiles, "No, nor the company"

Amber Bronkhorst

Alex sighs. "I did not mean any treason was committed just had to make sure i was clear that where i stand. " She looks between Bleys Clarissa and then Arlo. Seeing Mydoris relaxing on the sofa makes Alex a bit Jealous wishing herself to be back in her room, reading nook on the rafters or Arden. "Well thank you again for the information that sworn before the Tiger means forever. Happy my parents got a choice and it is no worry of mine. Marriage wasn't something on my list of things i was going to.do in the near future. " After a moment, a few breaths and the ass vodka emptied Alex calms down again. "I will still learn more about Regor. And i do, when my time and duty permits, would like to visit Regor. " She inclines her head with a soft smile "Thank you for sharing food and a drink with me and the talk. There is plenty to think on." Alex hopes she can escape the library for now. Feeling quite uncomfortable between this type of talk , but she also just doesn't want to insult. And she hated how she lost her calm for a moment. Maybe that is what the redhead family brings out of you.