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kitchen_maid) wrote2012-09-24 03:20 pm
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Tea with Caspian
The day has passed in a steady stream of meetings and appointments and "just a minute of your time, please, Your Majesty." (It's never just "a minute." And if someone asks for "a few minutes," it's going to be at least half an hour.)
But when you move the whole Royal Family, with bag and baggage and a dozen guests, into a palace they've not visited formally in years, there are a lot of people who are going to want to meet with the Queen about things. Even if it's just to hear that, yes, Her Majesty is very pleased with the way things have been done or maintained or improved since last she saw them.
Sir Gareth, the Master of the Household of Silverhall Palace, takes up most of the afternoon. Amy likes him, he's a kind and genial but remarkably orderly and efficient man, but he does like to talk, and he is exceedingly fond of detail.
Amy sinks back in her chair with a bit of a sigh when he finally leaves. That's done, then. It should all be done.
There's a knock at the door. Amy automatically straightens back up in her chair before she announces, "Enter."
"Your Majesty." Her secretary, Duncan, appears in the doorway. "Your next appointment is here."
"I thought Gareth was the last, Duncan."
"No, Your Majesty."
Amy looks at the clock on the far side of the parlor. It's half four. She probably shan't get any time at all to herself today.
"Very well," Amy says, with a bit of a sigh that draws no reaction from Duncan (who is, after all, quite accustomed to working with Her Majesty. "Show him in."
But when you move the whole Royal Family, with bag and baggage and a dozen guests, into a palace they've not visited formally in years, there are a lot of people who are going to want to meet with the Queen about things. Even if it's just to hear that, yes, Her Majesty is very pleased with the way things have been done or maintained or improved since last she saw them.
Sir Gareth, the Master of the Household of Silverhall Palace, takes up most of the afternoon. Amy likes him, he's a kind and genial but remarkably orderly and efficient man, but he does like to talk, and he is exceedingly fond of detail.
Amy sinks back in her chair with a bit of a sigh when he finally leaves. That's done, then. It should all be done.
There's a knock at the door. Amy automatically straightens back up in her chair before she announces, "Enter."
"Your Majesty." Her secretary, Duncan, appears in the doorway. "Your next appointment is here."
"I thought Gareth was the last, Duncan."
"No, Your Majesty."
Amy looks at the clock on the far side of the parlor. It's half four. She probably shan't get any time at all to herself today.
"Very well," Amy says, with a bit of a sigh that draws no reaction from Duncan (who is, after all, quite accustomed to working with Her Majesty. "Show him in."
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"Thank you, Gareth," he says, cheerfully. "I think that's all."
Gareth nods, bows to Amy, and very politely closes the door behind him as he leaves and as Caspian sets the tea tray down on a nearby table.
(They really did think of everything here, didn't they?)
"Come on," he says, pouring first one cup, then a second. "I thought you could use a moment's break."
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"You made an appointment with my secretary?"
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He hands her her cup, pulls up a chair for himself, stirring cream into his own.
"Your schedule is frightfully busy."
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If Amy's schedule is frightfully busy, her husband's his horrifyingly so.
"But tea does sound just about perfect right about now, I must say."
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It so often does, particularly after a long, stressful day full of pleasantries and without much time to oneself.
"How would you say your visit is going, so far?"
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"Ask me again once we've managed to get the ship christened without anyone's falling into the sea.
"How would you say your visit is going so far?"
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It's when they're moving that there's really some trouble.
"Fine, fine. I think my morning swims have rather surprised a number of the maidservants, but they'll get used to my odd ways soon enough. And it's been lovely to have a bit of a break from the Bar, as much as I love the place. Besides, Marian's thrilled to be by the sea."
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"As for the other . . . well, I don't think the servants here are quite so used to their strange Queen and her mad friends as they are at home. They've so much less exposure to me, after all.
"But I'm very glad to hear you and Marian are enjoying yourselves."
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It's sympathetic, but not hopeful: Caspian remembers very similar visits, himself, from his days as King.
"And it's been wonderful to see so much of the children."
Caspian is utterly smitten with his niece and nephews, as anyone who sees him with them might attest.
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"But I'm glad you're getting to see the children. Especially since they do have time.
"And I think it's good for them to be around people who aren't at least a bit in awe of the whole royalty thing."
Amy has no interest in raising either typical princes and princesses or spoiled brats.
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He doesn't miss it one bit.
"I love being able to see them," he admits. "I have all kinds of missed birthdays and Christmases to make up, you know, and it's hard to do that when I'm at the bar and they're in Ambergeldar. Besides, we're getting to know each other much better."
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Amy studies him for a moment.
"I am starting to suspect you're in danger of winding up every bit as wrapped around Susan's little finger as Perry is."
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He chooses to ignore the large pile of presents brought for the children from the Bar, naturally.
"I can certainly handle myself around children, Amy. Even if they do happen to be nieces and nephews."
He can't.
But that's hardly something either of them needs to say.
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She sips her tea.
"I'm so glad you're here. And not just because you brought tea.
"Though I am deeply grateful for the tea.
"Supper's a way off yet."
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It's not like living in a real world. Milliways is bits and pieces of worlds, stitched together, and it's dear, but not large.
He chuckles.
"Even if I do have to schedule an appointment just to spend some time with my sister."
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But she sobers, a bit, before she continues.
"I remember, from when I was stuck there all those years ago. It's this amazing, wonderful place, full of so many things you never could have thought of at home, people from places you can't begin to imagine.
"And you reach the point where you think you'll scream if you can't get to some place where you can't reach an edge and find yourself back at the beginning."
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"But yes. I rather miss having a horizon to chase, knowing it won't dump me straight back at the edge of the lake. And new paths -- or, at least, paths that lead somewhere other than places I've walked hundreds of times."
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"It's beautiful. Perry and I always try to find a couple of hours for it when we're here."
It's like Royal Date Night. Or Afternoon.
"It's probably still a bit much for the children, but I think you'd like it. You might take Marian."
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True, Kiseki and Lineave aren't here, but that will hardly dampen the pleasure of a ride.
"I was thinking we might take Merry and Susan to the beach for a picnic, too. It'd be a lovely way for them to get outside and give Marta a break, don't you think?"
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"I think it's a delightful idea. I shall be quite jealous.
"Though I don't think you should tell Marta you think she needs a break. She's quite fond of mentioning that we're all going to be the death of her, but she's rather less fond of being told that there is anything she cannot handle."
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Marta is far too like his good old Nurse for him to even suggest hurting her feelings in such a way.
"I must say, though, that I'm very much looking forward to the tour of the ship."
Just a bit.
He may have been poring over the plans with Perry whenever the chance arises.
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"I thought you might be," Amy says.
"I'm rather looking forward to it myself.
"Even if it is going to call for a crown."
Probably one of the heavy ones.
Not, honestly, that Amy owns any light ones.
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"Perhaps it won't take long," he suggests, without much optimism.
"Or you could take it off mid-way through. You might be a bit hard to see with all those people there. We could run some sort of interference."
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"I'll be standing on a specially built platform, smashing a bottle of champagne across the hull," she says. "If people can't see me, we'll have planned it very badly indeed.
"I suppose there's a chance people will keep their remarks short . . ." she adds, without any more optimism than he expressed on the subject.
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There isn't anything he can say about the comments being short that wouldn't be a flat-out lie, so he only shakes his head, smile rueful, and sips at his tea.
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Amy is still very much active duty.
And it's not really a nine to five job.
"Ah, well. At least it'll be a chance to be outdoors and not stuck in a drawing room or a carriage."
Silver linings.
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It's true, of course, that there are a lot of frustrations that go along with the pomp and glitter and the appearance of it all, but those things are trappings for a reason.
"We'll hope for nice weather, at the very least."
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She's very good at being a Queen. It's ever so much more interesting and useful than being a seventh (Ordinary) princess.
Her smile wrinkles up her nose.
"It still doesn't make crowns comfortable."
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"Though padding might help. They're just so deucedly heavy."
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She's not loving her chances on that.
"Speaking of which, the Royal Hatter and Milliner should be along to see you and Marian at some point. Hats are always worn for ship christenings."
And wait till Caspian sees the current fashion in hats in Ambergeldar . . .
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"All right," he says, a little warily. "What sort of hats?"
Occasions requiring hats, in his experience, tend to be Occasions requiring Hats, after all.
In retrospect, the crown, at least, was fairly tasteful.
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"Fashionable ones, of course."
Caspian doesn't think the Royal Hatter would have anything less than the Height of Ambergeldan Fashion, does he?
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And the very tiny smile that keeps appearing.
"Oh, naturally," he says, dry. "One would hope they'd be the height of fashion."
Hats, though...well, they are sometimes useful. Shading one's eyes, and whatnot, but he's never really been one to wear them.
"All right. There's plenty of time tomorrow to see them. Perhaps in the morning."
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(She could make it a completely straight face -- she's the Queen of Ambergeldar, and she can be completely unreadable when she needs to be . . . but wherever is the fun in that?)
"This has been the loveliest break, Caspian. Thank you. I quite needed it."
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"No doubt," he agrees, in a tone which could very well mean quite the opposite, but his gray eyes are laughing.
"You're quite welcome. I'm simply glad they were able to squeeze me in."
He'd never have done it if her schedule was absolutely immovable, but, well...even a Queen ought to be able to have a quiet teatime once in a while.