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kitchen_maid) wrote2012-08-11 09:18 pm
kitchen_maid) wrote2012-08-11 09:18 pm
Continental Breakfast Included
The King and Queen have a great many parlors at their disposal, ranging from the very grand to somewhat very grand.
And then there is this one, which is generally reserved for the use of the family and their closest personal friends. It is a comfortable, sunlit sort of room, where one may find the children's toys and the Amy's embroidery and Perry's carving projects.
It is also where Amy has instructed her staff to lay out a breakfast for her friends this morning. They were all shown back to their rooms for what was left of the night before after their adventures, to at least attempt to get some rest.
Amy herself is a bit busy at the moment catching up on Official Matters: giving reports to the Deputy Captain of the Palace Guard and the Court Historian, seeing to the palace's new ghost (she's settled him in the Northwest tower, which is, she assures him, a perfectly lovely place to haunt), and reassuring her husband that yes, darling, she really is perfectly all right. She'll be along when she can.
In the meantime, everyone is free to make their way into the parlor in their own time. When they arrive, they will likely find company, and definitely find a table laid with everything the kitchens could find to send up: bread and jam and marmalade, cakes and pastries, eggs and bacon and sausages, a giant bowl of fruit, tea and juice and milk.
And then there is this one, which is generally reserved for the use of the family and their closest personal friends. It is a comfortable, sunlit sort of room, where one may find the children's toys and the Amy's embroidery and Perry's carving projects.
It is also where Amy has instructed her staff to lay out a breakfast for her friends this morning. They were all shown back to their rooms for what was left of the night before after their adventures, to at least attempt to get some rest.
Amy herself is a bit busy at the moment catching up on Official Matters: giving reports to the Deputy Captain of the Palace Guard and the Court Historian, seeing to the palace's new ghost (she's settled him in the Northwest tower, which is, she assures him, a perfectly lovely place to haunt), and reassuring her husband that yes, darling, she really is perfectly all right. She'll be along when she can.
In the meantime, everyone is free to make their way into the parlor in their own time. When they arrive, they will likely find company, and definitely find a table laid with everything the kitchens could find to send up: bread and jam and marmalade, cakes and pastries, eggs and bacon and sausages, a giant bowl of fruit, tea and juice and milk.
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Probably a lot longer than that.
"The ghost is, um, very precise. And not very good at being a ghost.
"You all went off to be brilliant and daring and save the day, and I did general clerical work and light filing.
"He did tell me I had nice handwriting."
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"And he's right. You do have nice handwriting."
Parker breaks off a corner of her pastry. She looks oddly sympathetic.
"Poor guy. And it's not like you can really stop being a ghost. Maybe he'll loosen up a little now that he's up here with some company."
"So, you've brought home a ghost. And I've brought home a dragon. The next time we have one of these madcap adventures, what do you suppose Laura is going to bring home?"
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Every time she comes to Ambergeldar, Things seem to happen.
"Maybe he'll at least get used to the fact that he is a ghost. That would a good start, I think.
"So long as he doesn't hope to be a scary ghost."
Meg doubts he has it in him.
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Not that she would. But she also doesn't see their ghost turning into horror movie material anytime soon.
"Nah. I don't think so. Amy doesn't really get scared off."
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"So what were you doing last night, while I was filling out forms?"
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"Well, I guess you could offer to take him home instead..."
But then that would probably put Alain firmly in horse tranquilizer territory.
"God, it's all kind of a blur. I had a dance off with a clockwork ballerina. There was a wooden sword and flying spells and sentient torches, and lots of hallways and running and more clockwork people."
"Then we found this weird throne room with a giant pendulum and decided we'd found the jackpot."
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"You, um.
"Giant pendulum?
"Clockwork ballerina?
"Sentient torches?"
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Really, Meg is sure to get the whole story in hairy detail. Just probably not in strict order.
"We figured that a clockwork world plus a giant pendulum probably added up to something that meant something."
"So, we--well, Scorpius--got that stopped. And that's when the chiming started."
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"We heard the chime, on the other side of the lake.
"And then stacks of papers started falling over."
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It had felt like that, anyway.
"So, we all got out of the castle, though I'm not sure I could tell you how. And by that time, the lake had started to drain."
"And Scorpius goes tearing back into the castle. To get brooms, it turned out."
Parker takes hold of a strand of her own hair and holds it up in front of her eyes.
"If I wake up with white hair, I'm chalking it up to that."
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"You know, it never occurred to me anyone really and truly actually flew on brooms.
"And now I've done it.
"And been driven to excessive use of adverbs by it."
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And a lifetime of hair dye is not appealing.
"That was awesome wasn't it?"
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There's a moment, before Meg grins.
"It really was, wasn't it? I mean, unbelievable and a little terrifying, but awesome."
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Parker pauses before popping a bite of pastry into her mouth.
"We should sweet talk Scorp into taking us for a spin when we're not running for our lives."
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"And I'm not sure how I'd feel about it as something to do for fun."
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Unsurprisingly, perhaps, Parker had highly enjoyed flying on a house-cleaning instrument.
"No gas to buy. No traffic. I could just whoosh on over to the ranch."
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There would be a lot of trying to swerve around buildings, for Meg.
"Besides, that would definitely be asking a bit much of Alain."
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At least in Montreal there would be fewer cows and horses to spook.
Not to mention fewer people who own shotguns. Or so Parker assumes.
"Tandem broom."
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Parker grins.
"Like E.T."
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Has Parker mentioned that she's sleep deprived?
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"Come on. Let's find you some caffeine."