A Royal Homecoming

[bedevere]

In some ways, yes. In others, no. I must admit that I miss servants and luxury, but I had grown to enjoy my self reliance. Knowing that I do not rely on my servants to do anything for me, means a lot to me. Still, this is a big part of my military training.

Longer missions would mean a personal servant was less practical, as did my role as Vorian. An officer would warrant a soldier acting as a servant, but they would have no idea on a lot of duties that a true servant would know perfectly. Proper knowledge of a servants duties requires years of training, as I am sure your page will say.

[Gumboots]

*Zemilia turns and looks for the Paige.*

"Paige, where are you?"

*There is a sound of some concern on her voice.*

[quillkeeper]

*Elidren steps into the tent.*

"I am here my Lady, I was checking to see if the food is on its way. The kind lady a requested to go at get it was very quick to do so."

*He holds open the curtain that formed the partition and an Earth Elven woman stepped in, her eyes widening with delight to see Zemilia safe and in Narturlin. It is obvious that she wishes to ask a hundred and one questions, but she restrains herself and passes the food tray to Elidren. She hovers, seemingly waiting for something as Elidren places the tray on Sylor's lap*

[Gumboots]

*Zemilia nods to the Earth Elf who she speaks to.*

"I am fine, and do not fret, I will be ok. Now please if you like tell the other Earth Elves but I wish for some quietness for today. Thank you very much, I will see you around. You may go."

*The Earth Elf Curtsies and leaves the tent with a smile on her face. Zemilia turns to the Paige.*

"Thank you for doing that."

*She sits down on the end of the bed and waits for the tray to be placed on her lap as well. She looks over to Sylor with a warm smile on her face.*

[quillkeeper]

*Elidren places a tray on his ladies lap and before both can start the food and drink in front of them speaks.*

"If you will both excuse me, my Lady, your Highness, I would feel more comfortable checking your food and drink. If someone has tried to poison you once your Highness, they might try again."

*He takes each plate and glass indivually and lifts them to his nose, sniffing them and tasting a small sample of each before returning them to respective laps.*

"The meal is safe, and the beverages untainted. Please I will offer no further interuptions, enjoy your breakfast."

[Gumboots]

*Zemilia tucks in and seems to relax some more, her posture however seems more upright. She enjoys the food and when she is finished she looks once more towards Sylor.*

"I am sorry that the celebration night ended horribly for both of us."

[bedevere]

*Sylor smiles faintly at this*

On the contrary. I thoroughly enjoyed the celebration night. While I fell asleep sooner than I might have hoped, the parts of the party I was awake for were all I had hoped they would be. What happened afterwards is insignificant, compared to the smile that was on your face.

[Gumboots]

*Zemilia goes rosy on her cheeks and blinks a few times. She was looking forward to the future now more than ever, it was all going to be better than she had ever hoped for. Her mind was clear and she was full of hope. She kept quiet while she waited for Sylor to Finish eating.*

[bedevere]

*After finishing his food and drink, Sylor looks across at Zemilia again*

So. I'm not going to be any use with the actual building efforts stuck in bed, but I am sure I can help with the paperwork or something. What are my chances of convincing you that I'd go crazy stuck here with nothing to do?

[quillkeeper]

*Elidren speaks again, very resoectfully and almost as if afraid to tell the Crown Prince what to do.*

"Your Highness, the best thing for you to do after such a close brush with a poison is to rest and gather your strength."

*He tsand is am erect posture ready to take punishment if the Crown Prince deems it required.*

[bedevere]

Best for my body, maybe. However, I won't handle being idle for very long. If I am not given something to do, I'll probably be struggling to my feet, and going to find something myself within a day, and even I know how stupid that would be.

Paperwork won't tax my strength too much, and I'm sure you'll have someone look at anything I'm given, to be certain its nothing complicated, but it would be a lot better for me than either making things worse, or being forcibly restrained...

[Gumboots]

*Zemilia listerns to the pair and then comes to a conclusion.*

"It is getting colder you could always start doing what you was going to show me, it would be a good idea if we started that soon. I mean if you would like to? There are alot of people here and learning how to keep warmer is the best idea."

*A broad smile is on her face as she speaks.*

[bedevere]

*Sylor nods*

That should pass the time. You'll find what I need in the footlocker, near the right somewhere. Get enough for both of us...

[Gumboots]

*Zemilia looks down to her side and opens the footlocker. She rumages for a moment and finds three needles and three balls. She passes one set to Sylor and another to Elidren and holds the other a little confused.*

"Here you go, now what?"

[bedevere]

We'll be needing two needles each, not just one.

*Once extra needles have been found, Sylor begins teaching the art of knitting, so rarely taught to royalty*