The Royal Subject - Pt 1
A hundred soldiers of the Etelan Guard present themselves along the dock as Pitch Perfect pulls up to the dock, all clad in their finest ceremonial garb. Hana is there, with one of the twins in tow. It's a much more ornate and formal reception that the one you came by the year before. The fact this jetty sits in the shadow of one of the harbour arrow towers doesn't escape you though. But then, which part of this harbour didn't sit in the shadow of a fortress? The whole place is a testament to architectural paranoia!
"Concerto Evelyn Tellar, welcome to Etela," says Hana as you disembark and walk up to the shore.
"Symphonia Hana Sonissimmo, I am in your care," you reply with as grave a look as you can muster. You want to impress that you aren't here on a pleasure cruise, after all.
You turn to the younger man next to her and finally identify which half of the twins he was. "And good to meet you again, too, Aria Ethan." So she hasn't given up on that. Interesting.
"I see you can still tell us apart," says Ethan with a grin.
"Of course!" you reply as if it was the easiest thing in the world and you hadn't been weighing it up until the last step.
After a few minutes of pleasantries, Hana leads you away to waiting carriages. Your servants and Lifeguards follow, along with the Sonissimmo retainers. Together the three of you disappear into the city. Right away you are watching the streets like a hawk, trying to gauge where you are heading. You are intrigued to see a lot of decorations beginning to go up, and an usual number of people hawking scarves. It twigs an old memory in you of your time in Etela.
In the heart of Etela is the great round bulk of Miriel Hill. The district around the hill forms the main public space of Etela. A colonnade rings the the hill like a crown of sapphire: the Milerean, ceremonial heart of the city. So many of the important civic buildings cluster around it. The University can be found there, as well as the songweaving academy, the greatest Library in Sartier, and many salons, baths, and public houses.
[Evelyn Diplomacy >= Elite]
Your thoughts turn to where Hana might be taking you and what it means.
A neutral approach would have been to take you to the Court straight away, an illustrious palace built in the broad courtyards of the second ring of the Great West Citadel. If Hana is looking to play hardball, she could set this meeting in the heart of the Citadel, and made you go through four mighty gatehouses before feting you on top of the main keep. A meeting at the Sonoria, the local Songweaving Hall, would have been a rebuff, a reminder to you that Sonissimmo has their own skills with magic and that they would not be bullied.
So when the carriage lets you out at the doorstep of one of the most exclusive salons in the city, your first few thoughts are trying to figure out what that means. Somewhere more comfortable, less formal, would mean that she is hoping to lean on your personal connection and negotiate in earnest.
Today will be only the first set of meetings in what will be a marathon of diplomacy. You have a position that starts at one point, they have a position that starts at another point, and you need to try and stretch those positions so that they bump into each other without breaking. It will take many meetings, both with Hana, her Council members, and with your own advisors that you brought along.
But first impressions count.
Your hosts usher you within and you take a moment to marvel at the beautiful artwork painted across the domed ceiling. Hana plays a very generous host, and Ethan is, as ever, the charming half of the twins.
There are no other patrons in the salon; it couldn't have been cheap to totally book out the House of Golden Bells, but, then, that's a drop in the bucket on the budget of a Great House. So you find yourself in the middle of a sea of empty seats and empty tables, with just you and Hana at the table. You ask Ethan to hold back for a moment and he obliges, leaving you, Hana, and a bevy of servants.
So basically just you and Hana.
"So...," says Hana at first.
You sip at a cup to buy a second for your thoughts, and decide it is best to attack. "Your letter said that this is Blake's doing," you reply.
Hana grimaces and nods. "I took on our land forces, including a permanent recruiting bureau. Blake handled the naval buildup."
"Why are you building up?"
Hana's lips quirk upward. "In case we have to fight you, obviously," replies Hana. Everything sounds reasonable in her beautifully refined voice. She makes an elegant little shrug and tosses her hand. "Or Capo. I mean, be serious. You're in bed with Lucas Capo."
You shiver visibly at the thought of the literal meaning. "Don't even joke about that." Sorry, Alana, but your dad is terrifying.
Hana snickers. "He's your ally, not ours. Anyway. We've had to worry that a war is a possibility."
"A war is more than a possibility. It's starting."
Shock ripples over Hana's face, giving you a moment of satisfaction for catching her out, then puts a pleasant smile on her face. "Rather curious of you to deliver yourself into our possession before saying so."
"Hana," you say admonishingly. You pick up the wine glass a servant places on the table and smile grimly. "Not us. Teuv."
Hana swears under her breath. Her whole countenance darkens as swiftly as a solar eclipse. A long silence follows while the cogs almost visibly turn in her head. "Is this the Capo problem we discussed last year?"
"More or less," you confirm. "Arbalen has hit the tipping point. Nothing will stop the collapse to a revolt now, I don't think, but we're doing our very best to make it happen on our terms."
Hana shakes her head at you. "What are you doing for them?"
"We have people on the ground there," you reply, and then give her a brief run-down of the situation.
"So this border force, was that a ploy?" asks Hana after a moment.
You hold up a hand defensively. "No, no, but I'll admit it's a relief to know there are clean forces close at hand." You glance about quickly. "It may make the difference between holding Arbalen and having to invade it from without."
Hana sighs. "You have people on the ground?"
"Yes, a team of agents, with the cooperation of the Mezzo."
"At least Capo is following through on the reason they backed you," says Hana. The Symphony grimaces and for several seconds you're regaled by the soiled silk sound of Hana swearing. "Stupid, stupid, stupid stuff."
"So I'd like to think we can both take violent action off of the table when we decide what to do about these Royals," you slyly slip in. "There are bigger matters for you to worry about than innocent old Tellar."
Hana drums her fingers on the table for a long time. "Lynnie, sometimes I really hate you."
"Pfft, no you don't."
"Tsk, you're so cocky," she replies. "Violent action is of course off the table. Blake may be many things, but he won't bring you to harm here. At the least, I've told him that if anything happens to you on this trip, no matter the apparent cause, I shall deliver him directly to Symphony Antonia."
"I suddenly feel safer than I have in years," you laugh.
"You'll be with us awhile, I'm sure, so let's not spend your first day in the city trying to solve every matter of state," dismisses Hana. "Mind if I bring Ethan back over?"
"You do know the idea of marrying him isn't very popular back in Harper?" you say as Hana waves at her brother.
"Ah, give him a chance," she says.
Ethan strolls up to the table with a bright smile and a cheerful voice. "Ah, sister, back to your attempts to pimp me out?"
"Ethan!" blurts Hana as she goes bright red and you laugh.
"The meat market of political marriages is unkind to those of us in the middle," you say. "I'm probably lucky that my esteemed father and mother are unable to agree enough to cooperate on finding me a match."
"And it's no doubt good to be the eldest," he replies as he sits down between you and Hana. "That said, it's good to have you back. Pity Blake is being such an ass, but he'll come around."
"Not as fast as his new ships can, I bet," you tease.
"Ah, those bloody ships," he replies. "Don't talk to me about those ships. As a House Justice, seeing my brother do that was annoying."
You snicker, then say, "Thankfully my own siblings aren't old enough to do anything too bad yet. But anyway, how is Court here these days?"
"Well, the usual gossip mongering grist in the main," says Ethan. "I have a cousin coming to terms with accidentally getting a lady with child, and of course my other cousin, Exchequer Connor the stewardship wizard, is still being chased by nearly every eligible girl and boy in town while he just plays the field."
"The last few months with Timbre have been all manner of exciting," says Hana dryly.
You laugh sympathetically. "So we heard."
"But the biggest thing is that all of Etela is gearing up for the Vittorioso," continues Ethan.
"The celebration of victory over Teuv? Oh, fuck, I forgot that was this time of year," you blurt, forgetting your sensibility for a moment.
"There's a big ball to kick off the week of celebration, starting three days from now," informs Hana. "You'll be going, surely?"
"Of course," you say. "Damn, I'll have a lot to organise to be ready in time."
Hana's lips twist slyly. "I can help you with a date at least, if you like. I may not be the queen of the social scene, but people don't baulk when the Symphony asks them to clear their dance card."
"I suppose that's one worry off my plate," you begin slowly.
"Who would you like me to ask for you? Maybe Ethan here?"she suggests in a teasing tone.
You carefully mull over the diplomacy behind the choice, and think to yourself...
(Pick One)
[ ] Ethan - 'Well, Ethan is a safe choice, and it will certainly start things off on a good foot with Hana.'
[ ] Raj - 'The Royal Admiral is single, if ten years my senior. It certainly shows that my eye is firmly placed on the Royal Navy during this trip.'
[ ] Connor - 'He was sharp as a spear tip when I was spending time here in my youth, and Connor Sonissimmo hasn't gotten any duller. Hana may throttle me if she thinks I'm trying to poach her Exchequer, though.'
[ ] A Generic Noble - 'Someone without Sonissimmo for a surname will show that there's some distance between us and them, and express some displeasure.'
[ ] Hana - 'Hey, we haven't raised hell in a while, and this is a safe choice without any particular signalling.'
"Okay, I'll see what I can do," says Hana.
"What did you have in mind to do until then?" asks Ethan.
A moment passes as you stop and consider. With only a couple days before the start of the celebration week, you only have room for one full day of work before you start to prepare. Where to go though? "Well, to be honest, I was thinking of starting off..."
(Pick One)
[ ] "... at the Royal Arsenal. Get them to give me the tour and find out what makes this place special." [Learn about the Arsenal, what goes into making Royals, how it fits together with the Navy and Sonissimmo]
[ ] "...at the Ambassador's Quarter, and meet a few of the dignitaries there. [Take some time to meet a few of the other kingdoms]
[ ] "... going to Balan Cloister and seeing if they'll dare try to keep me out. [Go see the Royal Navy and start throwing your weight around]
[ ] "... at Court, try to show people not all Tellars are evil." [Gauge the mood of the Court, start building some rapport]
[ ] "... spend some time relaxing before the Vittorioso. There'll be time enough for serious matters later." [Gauge the mood of the Etelan public to what is going on. ???]