Jrakh Off [20 Hivvem 4261]
Prince Nestrune Kreslink:"Hallo, the lizard!"
Me:"Hallo, the second-highest titled student at the Academy!"
Nestrune:"I do believe I owe you some brandy." He tossed a wooden flask to me: Ulvark, a mushroom-and-honey brandy I have only tasted once, with Esory, and quite delicious.
Me:"Well, and thank you. Why do you owe me brandy?"
Nestrune:"Oh, I always give a gift when I play a jest on someone, and I know you like good brandy -- and that your ~father~ doesn't pay for it properly."
(Zie's my ~mother~, but never mind that. My ~father~ doesn't pay for much of anything ... actually I suppose I should ask zir for an allowance too.)
Me:"A ... jrest?"
Nestrune:"Jrakh told me what she said about herself?"
Nestrune:"And that you believed every word of it."
Me:"... and interpreted her actions to Thelvion in light of it, yet. She was lying, was she?"
Nestrune:"There's lying, and there's lying. She certainly isn't the Empress of Dlesty."
Nestrune:"She's the daughter of my father's previous Minister of the Waterways, who's currently ... something or other."
Me:"And she's not in a ceremonial marriage to a Cani, a Herethroy, and an Orren, as a heiros gamos to bind an empire together in some insane symbolic way?"
Nestrune:"No, in fact, she is not."
Me:"And she doesn't copulate in public with people of those species for the benefit of the Senate of her land?"
Nestrune:"Well, I wouldn't go that far... but no, not the whole Senate."
Me:"Um ... any of it?"
Nestrune:"A dozen or so of us."
Me:"... us? ..."
Nestrune:"Oh, definitely. One of my best private parties, back home. She's the Tethezai of Daukhrame, you know: so much a libertine as to be one of our National Treasures."
Me:"Did you happen to give me enough Ulvark to completely obliterate the memory of me believing what she said?"
Nestrune:"Well, you're a lightweight. It should hold you for a day or two."
Nestrune:"... But of course everyone from Daukhrame knows."
Me:"That would include Ilottat."
Nestrune:"He's from Daukhrame, then, is he? Why, yes, he might be ... I do seem to recall someone of that name from home. We must have met once or twice."
Me:"You mock me!"
Nestrune:"Well, you were mocking yourself so effectively with your Empress that I couldn't help but join in."
Me:"I shall have to introduce you to my pet nendrai sometime, for a discussion of kindness and manners."
Nestrune:"Ah, Sythyry, you seem upset. I expected a witty and cutting rejoinder, not a veiled Khtsoyis-threat! Go home, enjoy the Ulvark, and consider yourself paid back for everything you may or may not have done to Ilottat."
Me:[In this spot I leave a long blank space for the supremely witty and cutting rejoinder that I will surely think of at some point.]
Well, at least she's traff.