Tales of the Earth Reforged 1-6 by Cobalt- Blue

Author:Cobalt- Blue [Blue, Cobalt-]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: RuneSpinner Studios
Published: 2017-12-15T00:00:00+00:00

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I spent the next few days in my tower, working on the missives to present to the thrones. I did not attend any palace functions. It wasn't until I was finished with the presentation that I realized that I'd just peaked on a manic high, and was starting on a downward slide into depression. Or perhaps it was simply that I could no longer hide behind the duties of my assignment.

It was a bright shiny morning when I took a car from mother's castle to the palace, and entered the main court hall that I encountered my old “friend” Kail. But he was no longer dressed in a guardsman's livery, but the finery of an earl. He frowned at me and asked, “And what brings the ill-born offspring of an ill-born prince to the palace today?”

I sighed and rolled my eyes. My conflicts with Kail had become almost as much a part of my life as morning breakfast. “I have returned from my diplomatic missions and have missives to present to the thrones, My Lord Kail.” Kail might be a boor, if such a thing could be said about a member of the Seelie Court, but that didn't mean I had to be.

He smiled, and for once the cold disdain I usually saw in his eyes was gone. “You seemed to have found a useful niche for yourself to the throne, Your Highness. I am impressed.”

“Going soft on me, My Lord?” I asked. “You are actually being civil for once?”

Kail frowned and said, “Perhaps. But when push comes to shove, Your Highness, you are still heir presumptive to the Rowan Throne, and I find recent turns of events from certain wings of Court to be distasteful.”

I smiled and said, “In other words, you may treat me ill, but you are unhappy when others not of fey blood do so?” I said snarkily.

“Precisely!” he literally cheered. “I could not quite find a way to express it, Highness!”

I shook my head, smiled at his antics and said, “You at least make my life interesting, Kail. There are times when I may want to wring your scrawny neck, and when you start with your poetry, I feel like opening a vein, but life at court with you is never dull.”

“Now, don't go and spoil our animosity with pleasant thoughts, Your Highness. You are still ill-born, of an ill-born prince,” he said.

“Exactly what do you mean by that My Lord, ill-born, I mean?” I asked.

“Do you not know?” he asked.

I shook my head and said, “No. I thought it was simply a way of insulting me.”

He genuinely looked taken aback. “Not at all, Your Highness. Think about it. When is your father's birthday?”

“March twenty-first,” I said.

“Exactly,” he replied. “He was born on the stroke of midnight on the Vernal Equinox. That puts him astride both courts. And your birthday?”

“I celebrate it on October thirty-first, what the mortals call Halloween,” I told him.

Again, he nodded and said, “Your birthday sits on a day outside of the year.

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