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hadriel_logs2018-10-12 11:08 am
kingforboth) wrote in hadriel_logs2018-10-12 11:08 am
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Do they have a table for their crowns?
Who: Kelson and Alfred
What: Two english kings hang out and chat in their home
Where: Spire 3, 101
When: 10/12
Warnings: A bunch of very polite royals being very polite. Also religion, torture, murder and racism. Kelson stopped being polite.
Kelson was terribly bored. He wasn't used to being this bored. In Gwynedd there was always something that needed done, paperwork that needed to be looked at, changed or signed and sent back to Council, court to be held, nobility to talk to or appease. And then chances are someone would be in the midst of vacillating or attacking, and there went the rest of his 'free' time. In Hadriel, Kelson had none of that. His responsibilities are limited, his necessary duties confined to those he called friends.
So, he sat in the house he shared with Alfred, tapping the crown of Gwynedd across his forearm. Maybe he should make some tea? It wasn't wine, but, at least it wasn't water?
"I actually miss having countless numbers of documents to look over and sign."
What: Two english kings hang out and chat in their home
Where: Spire 3, 101
When: 10/12
Warnings: A bunch of very polite royals being very polite. Also religion, torture, murder and racism. Kelson stopped being polite.
Kelson was terribly bored. He wasn't used to being this bored. In Gwynedd there was always something that needed done, paperwork that needed to be looked at, changed or signed and sent back to Council, court to be held, nobility to talk to or appease. And then chances are someone would be in the midst of vacillating or attacking, and there went the rest of his 'free' time. In Hadriel, Kelson had none of that. His responsibilities are limited, his necessary duties confined to those he called friends.
So, he sat in the house he shared with Alfred, tapping the crown of Gwynedd across his forearm. Maybe he should make some tea? It wasn't wine, but, at least it wasn't water?
"I actually miss having countless numbers of documents to look over and sign."