Post by Deleted on Aug 11, 2015 0:59:09 GMT -5
A letter was sent on behalf of Her Royal Highness, Crown Princess of Archades, Nicolette Deveraux. It was delivered, by hand, to the leaders of each region on the Twelfth of September. It was addressed personally, given with individual times and dates for the following meeting slot. Each man, for they were all men, was given the option of bringing company in the form of their family or their vassal leaders or could even send an advisor in their stead, but all were expected to have representation attend at the correct date and time. After all, they had sworn loyalty to the throne – to his cousin, so Julien was not going to be patience in face of excuses or tardiness.
So, what was this all about?
Julien’s first big and important task since his cousin’s coronation had passed was to create something of a census. He would be talking business, finance, family, alliance and disputes with each of those he met with. He would want to know everything, and all of it would be recorded down. This was important, it was a clinical organisation of the attributes of the country. It satisfied his curiosity in many ways, and he had already formulated several sticky questions to ask. But, there was a tedium to be expected also from the coming days, as had been proven the day prior when he had embarked upon the first round of these meetings.
Today began the next.
This morning, Julien had taken his breakfast here in the study, rather than with Nicolette as was his usual fair. He had eaten slowly and quietly, taking small almost feminine bites, and sipping his tea with a demure manner. As he did this, he re-read the work from the day previous. The scribe had been detailed in the notation and there was lots of useful information here that he could feed back to his cousin, but more importantly, this information would be drawn up and written properly. This was his task.
Placing his cup down, the rose and handed off the tray to the sideboard, removing it from his desk.
As his steward delivered the message of his next appointment, he nodded and silently gestured to grant them access. Then Julien Deveraux returned to his seat to away the Duke of Sevarino. This, well, this would prove an interesting meeting of that Julien had no doubt.
~~
Niccolo Montefiore
So, what was this all about?
Julien’s first big and important task since his cousin’s coronation had passed was to create something of a census. He would be talking business, finance, family, alliance and disputes with each of those he met with. He would want to know everything, and all of it would be recorded down. This was important, it was a clinical organisation of the attributes of the country. It satisfied his curiosity in many ways, and he had already formulated several sticky questions to ask. But, there was a tedium to be expected also from the coming days, as had been proven the day prior when he had embarked upon the first round of these meetings.
Today began the next.
This morning, Julien had taken his breakfast here in the study, rather than with Nicolette as was his usual fair. He had eaten slowly and quietly, taking small almost feminine bites, and sipping his tea with a demure manner. As he did this, he re-read the work from the day previous. The scribe had been detailed in the notation and there was lots of useful information here that he could feed back to his cousin, but more importantly, this information would be drawn up and written properly. This was his task.
Placing his cup down, the rose and handed off the tray to the sideboard, removing it from his desk.
As his steward delivered the message of his next appointment, he nodded and silently gestured to grant them access. Then Julien Deveraux returned to his seat to away the Duke of Sevarino. This, well, this would prove an interesting meeting of that Julien had no doubt.
~~
Niccolo Montefiore