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| A gleeful King Slately has both fists on the table. | [edit] |
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King Slately: Yes! This explains everything! King Slately: I was positively certain she was a traitor! | [edit] |
| Prince Tramennis leans back into his chair, holding one arm up lazily, eyes hooded, one eyebrow cocked. Behind him is a pink canopy bed. | [edit] |
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Prince Tramennis: "Traitor" is pretty over the top, really. Prince Tramennis: Don't you think? | [edit] |
| King Slately grins wickedly. | [edit] |
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King Slately: Hardly! King Slately: I expressly forbade any member of the Royal Crown Coalition from allying with Charlescomm. | [edit] |
| A somewhat aerial view of King Slately and Prince Tramennis at Slately's desk. Slately is dwarfed by his throne and desk; Tramennis fits his chair more normally, but is likewise too small for the desk. | [edit] |
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Prince Tramennis: They didn't ally with Charlescomm, Father. Prince Tramennis: Not technically. Prince Tramennis: Nor do we know if Queen Jillian even hired Charlie. Prince Tramennis: The impression I got was that he was working against Gobwin Knob on his own initiative, in concert with Faq. Prince Tramennis: And at any rate, the results are plain enough. | [edit] |
| Lowering his gaze but raising his eyebrows, Tramennis speaks. King Slately stands up in his chair indignantly. In the background, a red dwagon head is mounted on the wall. | [edit] |
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Prince Tramennis: Charlie, in actual fact, saved us all. King Slately: Impossible! | [edit] |
| King Slately stomps around his desk while Tramennis calmly sits in his seat and gestures with one hand. To the side of the desk by the wall is a coat rack far too tall for either royal to make any use of. | [edit] |
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Prince Tramennis: Think of it. Without that fancy Turnamancy, Stanley would have taken this city and ended Jetstone forever! Prince Tramennis: And Haggar would have defected at the least opportunity. Prince Tramennis: Charlie forced them into the fight. King Slately: Why! | [edit] |
| In a tight under-the-chin angle, we see King Slately, standing, and Prince Tramennis, seated, now at eye level. The conversation grows heated, and we can see the high vaulted ceiling above. | [edit] |
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King Slately: Tell me why, then! King Slately: He must be a Toolist. He is attuned to an Arkentool! Prince Tramennis: Well, I'm sure I don't know. | [edit] |
| Now standing, Tramennis cocks an eyebrow and smiles. | [edit] |
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Prince Tramennis: But I believe... Prince Tramennis: Yes. Prince Tramennis: I believe I am going to ask him. | [edit] |
| An enraged King Slately points aggressively at his remaining son. Ever the diplomat, Tramennis holds his arms out to the side in placating gesture. | [edit] |
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King Slately: Absolutely not! Prince Tramennis: Father... Prince Tramennis: I think you'll agree there is a great deal more going on in this battle than we know about. Prince Tramennis: And I think you'll also agree that ignorance leaves us vulnerable. | [edit] |
| King Slately crosses his arms and frowns. | [edit] |
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King Slately: It need not. King Slately: We have the forces to win now. King Slately: Ossomer certainly didn't need to consult the enemy before every battle. | [edit] |
| Tramennis stands his ground wearing a firm but fairly neutral look. Behind him in an alcove is a statue of a robed figure. | [edit] |
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Prince Tramennis: Yes, well you don't have the warrior son for Chief Warlord now. Prince Tramennis: You've got the diplomat. Prince Tramennis: And I care to understand what's actually going on. | [edit] |
| King Slately scowls as Tramennis turns away with a weary and somewhat annoyed look. | [edit] |
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Prince Tramennis: Besides. If you want Ossomer's counsel, you can yet have it. Prince Tramennis: I plan to have a talk with him, as well. | [edit] |
