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Scolded by the Prince [21 Thory 4261]

Nestrune:“Sythyry? Might you have a moment or
two, O immortal?”

Me:“Phrased like that, I can hardly say no.
But I am on my way to Vengtomerax’ class. Of all my
professors, I would least like to test her temper, given
what she does to the furniture when she’s not upset.”

Nestrune:“Which is some five blocks from here,
down a straight street. Might you be willing to accompany
me on it?”

Me:“Well, certainly.”

Nestrune:“Rumor has it that you are having some
sort of fight with Ilottat.”

Me:“Oh, that incident in the buttery? Think
nothing of it — a mere misunderstanding, quickly cleared up
by a bit of discussion.”

Nestrune:“Well enough. I do hope you
haven’t chosen him as the target of some cruel game of
yours, though, like you did on Strenata.”

Me:“Nothing of the sort! Not on Strenata and
not on Ilottat!”

Nestrune:“His youthful indescretions are some
years past, and were in any case never intended as insulting
to your species.”

Me:“Are you defending him?”

Nestrune:“I wouldn’t challenge you to a duel
for his honor, but, yes, we are friends, and, yes, I am
defending him against whatever casual malice you are tossing
his way.”

Me:“Vengtomerax can go copulate with
Ymru-Wyxyhyr, the Locador demon who rules the Temple of the
Dark Trinity in New Kottarnu. You and I must discuss this
further, immediately.”

Nestrune:“I have little to say about the
faculty’s indescretions with terrible angels…”

Me:“About Ilottat.”

Nestrune:“About Ilottat. We just passed the
Cafe du Fronde, which is generally quiet at this time of
day.”

Me:“That will do nicely.”

We ordered kathia and grilled insects.

Me:“Now, you are a friend of Ilottat. I, too,
am, well, somewhat of a friend of Ilottat, albeit a more
recent one.”

Nestrune:“Very recent indeed, I take it?”

Me:“Very.”

Nestrune:“And what, specifically, do we need to
talk about?”

Me:“You said something about youthful
indescretions?”

Nestrune:“Yes. Some years ago, he did
something that I thought you might have been insulting him
about.”

Me:“I know little about what he did before I
came to Vheshrame.”

Nestrune:[after some seconds of pondering]“I
suppose it is a matter of public record, and, if you don’t
know the public story, you can hardly be agonizing him over
it. He was quite friendly with my sister, and, at one
point, the friendship almost became quite personal.”

Me:“Ah. He has mentioned to me that he is
cisaffectionate, though?”

Nestrune:“Even in stodgy Daukrhame, an Orren
and a Rassimel of the upper nobility might be close friends
and nobody need think the worse of it so long as it does not
involve property. That is not what happened. He made
demands of a sort that she did not wish to satisfy, he
importuned, he pressed, he wrote bad love poetry about it,
and there was a great deal of scandal.”

Me:“Demands?”

Nestrune:“Demands involving the spellCloak
of Another God
. Have you heard of it?”

Me:“I have heard — indeed, I have it grafted.
Involving the Zi Ri shape, I take it?”

Nestrune:“Exactly.”

Me:“Remarkable.”

Nestrune:“So you may understand why I might
expect you to be taunting him.”

Me:“Well, I am not. Very much not.”

Nestrune:“I am glad to hear it. He is a fairly
good friend of mine, and, in this case, the wrong kind of
taunting could be rather a personal disaster for
him.”

Me:“What sort of a personal disaster?”

Nestrune:“And, he is here on the strictest
terms. His father the Count will not tolerate further
destructive scandals.”

Me:“After that sort of offense against your
sister, how are you willing to defend him? “

Nestrune:“Offending my sister is not
necessarily offending me! Indeed, it might charm
me. In any case, Ilottat and his wife and I are reasonably
good friend, and I would very much hate if anything wretched
happened to either of them.”

Me:“Ah, Illotat is married.” I am fairly
sure I conveyed no appreciable explosion.

Nestrune:“Well, of course.”

Me:“I am not quite sure how one goes from
scandalously offending a High Princess of Daukrhame one day
to being married the next.”

Nestrune:“His father found a suitable wife
quickly after the scandal. Ysgwyd is common, adequately
wealthy, a Vheshrame citizen and hence a bit less worried
about Daukrhame scandals, and more scandalous than Ilottat.
She likes Khtsoyis.”

Me:“Yet each of them is married to an Orren
… and an Orren who does not wish to touch Orren, at that.
I can see the potential for marital discord. Or, if I were
a spellseller, I could see the potential market for Cloak
of Another God
.”
Court-styled language is good for
something: it is easy to say, and lets you babble on at
length without revealing many of your own feelings.

Nestrune:“You can see why Ilottat was sent to
study diplomacy. He needs it desparately in his own
bedroom!”
He chuckled nastily, and said in an imitation
Orren voice, “Dear, it’s your turn to change species
tonight.” — “No, no, I was a Khtsoyis last night.
It’s your turn.”

Laughing with him was rather a challenge.

Nestrune:“In any case, making him more
miserable hardly seems worth the effort. He’s the most
morose of all my friends, and I suspect of all my subjects
as well. All his names mean “joyless” in this or that
obscure language, these days. If you’re going to make
someone miserable, you might do better to pick someone
happy. Take Strenata for another round! That way you could
at least tell if your scheme it was working.”

Me:“I am revising my plans for making people
miserable, even as we speak.”
My ~mother~
told me the grammatical rule, Any ambiguities are
resolved in favor of the Zi Ri.
Then zie told me the
more detailed rule,Any ambiguities are resolved in favor
of the
older Zi Ri.

Nestrune:“Excellent, excellent” This
grammatical rule is not well-known outside of my
species.

Me:“Perhaps you could tell me more about the
gentleman and his less-than-gentle wife?”

So he did. There’s a lot of details — she tried to marry
a Khtsoyis (who was quite respectable as Khtsoyis go),
and got sent to Daukrhame to marry Ilottat instead. She’s
very like a Khtsoyis in temperment. I hope Ilottat isn’t
very like a Zi Ri — or rather, I hope Zi Ri aren’t thought
to be very much like Ilottat! Ilottat and Ysgwyd didn’t get
along very well, except when they were defying the rest of
Daukrhame, which is why Nestrune likes them both.

Now I am wholly perplexed. Fortunately I am also wholly
drunk, rather than slinking late into Vengtomerax’ class and
asking her questions about what I should do with my sudden
bout of adultery.

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