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Clauvyse Avarium - Post 7

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The weeks after our apparent engagement party, I spent a large amount of time with Ethan and it was surprisingly pleasant. We did not become good friends, or any such nonsense, but found that we enjoyed each other’s company well enough that we weren't faking our camaraderie.

Lady Elaine, my aunt, was insistent that we get a good start on preparing for the wedding. The sooner we knew what we wanted, the more likely we could make it all happen. It was actually fun, planning the event, even though I knew I would not carry through with it. I discovered that Ethan had a wry sense of humor.

I was trying to decide on the proper shade of blue for the accent flowers, “Let me retrieve the color palette the florist gave me.”

Ethan was helping himself to the warm tea and biscuits that had just been set down, “Yes, please do, because this detail is the most important of all the details. The sun will fail us on our wedding day if we do not ponder this decision carefully.”

I rolled my eyes and smiled, realizing he had a point, “I’m sure the light blue Angel’s Breath will work as well as anything else.”

A few days before, Lord Bain had received a card informing him that Lord Liam would be a guest for three nights. The day of his arrival there was not much bustling for, in my uncle’s eyes, he was merely a Lord, not a Duke or Viceroy. Nevertheless, guest rooms were prepared, specialty meals were cooked, light entertainment was planned and Lord Liam arrived before supper precisely two weeks after the party.

There was a fair group of us gathered in the courtyard to greet him. Servants carried in a couples of suitcases and smaller boxes and then Lord Liam stepped out of his carriage and stepped aside to let his large, golden dog trot out beside him.

“Good evening to you, all,” he called as he walked towards us, “Lord Bain, I have brought the bird, as promised!”

I was very confused until the footman walked around the carriage carrying a wire cage with a large turkey in it. My mouth began to water, for a fat turkey was delicious and more common in Croita from the Western Continent than here in Prothus.

“A gracious gift,” Lady Elaine smiled politely.

“It is far more gracious of you to be my hostess,” Liam gave a genuine smile, “and may I introduce my companion, Oriel.”

The dog yipped and shook his head, the last of the sunlight glinting off his ears, and the pleasantries continued as we all went into the manor.

We had an inviting dinner in the grand hall, the oak wood of the enormous table stretched on beyond our small group at one end. It was impressive the way Lord Liam managed to keep the conversation going and also eat his share of the three course meal.

Afterwards we settled into plush chairs around a flickering fireplace and enjoyed the writings of gentleman Elijah Lox. He ran a shop in the village for many years but had recently handed over all the responsibilities to younger family members. In his spare time he had written a variety of sonnets and now offered to recite them for a nominal fee. Lox’s voice was pleasant, and his poetry lovely, but he was not very animated which made it difficult not to doze.

My family, except for young cousin Mandel, sat up straight and did their best to appear attentive. Lord Liam was relaxed with his chin resting in his hand and I stretched my arm over the side of my chair to reach his dog, Oriel.

I had seen Karus creatures before, but never close enough to touch one. The Karus were said to bless those who cared for them and bring misfortune to those who hurt them.  It was an oddity that occurred randomly in nature and couldn't seem to be purposefully bred. These animals mostly took on a metallic appearance, bronze, silver, gold, but even more unusual were those who sparkled like diamonds or other precious gemstones. The lore implicated that the more rare the material and animal, the greater the blessings bestowed, but this was not quantifiable. Who knew if the very rare Karus made the owner more wealthy or if the more wealthy were just better able to afford the rare Karus?

Oriel looked as if he was made of a deep honey-like gold and was smooth to the touch. When he felt my hand on his head he rubbed against it and flicked his ears like any regular dog would. Most Karus were animals the size of cats and dogs with double the regular lifespan. There were people who had Karus insect collections though. Extremely rare was the larger creatures such as the sapphire horse owned by Queen Vari and there was a rumor of a silver whale seen off the coast of Mendaka.



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