"Hello, Amethyst," Perry returns, standing, with a glance at the woman he doesn't know.
The King of Ambergeldar is a tall man with rather tousled hair and an ever so slightly rumpled doublet.
His study is rather more imposing than his wife's, done in deep reds and golds, but still clearly a workspace, rather than a room for show. Most of the walls are lined with books, but hanging on the wall opposite the desk is a massive painting showing Amy (not Amethyst) with Merry and Susan, painted just after Merry's second birthday.
"Perry," says Amy, now that the door has swung closed behind Marian, "may I introduce Lady Marian of Nottingham, who is visiting from Milliways. Marian, this is my husband, Perry."
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The King of Ambergeldar is a tall man with rather tousled hair and an ever so slightly rumpled doublet.
His study is rather more imposing than his wife's, done in deep reds and golds, but still clearly a workspace, rather than a room for show. Most of the walls are lined with books, but hanging on the wall opposite the desk is a massive painting showing Amy (not Amethyst) with Merry and Susan, painted just after Merry's second birthday.
"Perry," says Amy, now that the door has swung closed behind Marian, "may I introduce Lady Marian of Nottingham, who is visiting from Milliways. Marian, this is my husband, Perry."