Arcaea/Dining Hall Late 08-09/Jenred's Jumbled Jabberings
He'd found it. It had taken longer than his anticipated week, but he'd finally found the gift he wanted for Edara...
As he rode back, he looked mournfully at the mountain of correspondence he had to read through, and sighed. At least he had the time...
Tenal's plan discussed...Cypreana joined, well and good...Sartania falling...Tenal and Madelena back together? My my...A colony in Niel? Aenil above!
Jenred tossed the letters aside.
"I leave for a week and a half and the most interesting diplomacy breaks out..."
Sir Jenred Bedwyr Imperial Magistrate of Arcaea
Jenred sighed as his latest letter was dispatched. He hadn't wanted it like this. There had been a plan, it would have allowed a graceful transition, no ill-will, it would have felt right...This just left a bad taste in his mouth. He knew it was still necessary, but...
Jenred shook his head, rising. He just hoped things would not devolve too far...
Sir Jenred Bedwyr Imperial Magistrate of Arcaea
Jenred closed his eyes and settled himself for a moment. He had always been too hasty, and needed to think rationally. Perhaps...He settled back onto the Lesser Throne and reached for that curious book. He needed to think as the King, not as Jenred, and sitting in the throne helped with that...And the book...
Much of it seemed to be nonsense, about a world almost laughable fantastical. So many things that were not even possible...But here and there, gems of brilliance shone out..."Thus it is well to seem merciful, faithful, humane, religious, and upright, and also to be so; but the mind should be so balanced that were it needful not to be so, you should be able and know how to change to the contrary..."
Jenred sat and pondered this passage for a long moment. Ye-es...This was one of the tenets of statecraft...And, in fact, was exactly what Keffer had done...Jenred sighed, letting the anger drain out of him with it. This was no time to let his old hatred get the best of him...
Sir Jenred Bedwyr King of Arcaea
