DagnyTheComingOfAFleetDagny the Coming of a Fleet"I don't recognize the colors, which unfortunately isn't saying much," Dagny says. "They are armed though. Yes, let's notify the rest of the family then head down ourselves." She heads towards the door, with intent of sending the first servant she sees after one of her senior relatives, with news of the flotilla. "I think" Ostegos observes wryly, looking to Priya "that she still thinks you are part of the Royal Family." "Do you think Rebma knows of this mysterious fleet?" he adds, waiting for Priya to follow Dagny, or not. Priya gave a short shake of her head, shoulder drawing upward. Someone might, but she wasn't one of them. Dagny looks at Ostegos oddly. "No, she does not. When I said 'the rest of the family' I meant 'the rest of the family other than me.' I'll endeavor to speak more precisely next time." She turns from him. "I will be right behind you. Going to try something with our new arrangement, but time should not be lost, in case we are unable to learn more." Priya nodded to Dagny, pausing for any last discussion before she tapped into the data stream and turned her focus toward the incoming ships. "Certainly. I'll meet you downstairs." With that, Dagny exits the roof. Priya gave a quick nod, and turned toward the sea, while her gaze turned inward, concentrating. Exiting the roof, and heading down the corridors toward the stairs, Dagny can find servants and guards in short order, given that it is the top floor and the Royal Apartments, amongst other facilities are here. A young man stops at Dagny's beckoning, As Dagny starts to explain what she has seen, the heavy sound of boots precedes the appearance of Gerard. "Ah, Dagny. Hello." Gerard says. With a nod, he resumes his steps, clearly intent on visiting the King or Queen. "Sir" The servant says. "The Princess has news you should hear." "Oh?" Gerard quirks an eyebrow in Dagny's direction. He stops. "Yes," she pauses for a second to evaluate the family relationship and truncates it, "...Uncle. I was just on the roof and saw a flotilla of armed ships approaching the City. I wasn't sure if they were expected or a threat, and considering recent events thought it might be a good idea to notify somebody." "A flotilla of ships." Gerard purses his lips. "I know of no impending arrivals of a group of ship from anywhere. Especially armed ones." The last three words come out in something of a growl. "Walk with me, Dagny." Gerard says, turning direction on a dime. "Tell me more." "I don't know much more," I say as I fall into step with Gerard. "I was on the roof with Sorceress Priya from the Court of Rebma when we saw the ships. The people on the ship seemed human. I didn't recognize the colors or insignia, which isn't surprising." I describe them to him in as much detail as I can. "None of that sounds familiar." Gerard says "And I would know. So therefore, trans-Golden Circle. That makes things more complicated, and even more a potential for trouble." "Priya said she had no knowledge of such a fleet heading to Amber. She is going to join me shortly, so maybe she was able to find out more." "The Rebman emissary that was sent to replace the less...deft one." Gerard rumbles. "My son likes her." He stops and turns around. Behind Dagny, Priya and Ostegos are approaching them. "Good as your word." Gerard says approvingly. Backlinks |
