(1867-10-12) In the Library
In the Library
Summary: A bit of an exchange goes down in the library before the forthcoming masque.
Date: 1867-10-12
Related: None
Players:
Artos  Emilia  

Library - Highwater - Lonnaire - Couviere
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1867-10-12

With the masque but days away, Lonnairre had seen an uptick in people especially with the must attend social event in Couviere having been expanded to include invitations to many Rivana Nobility as well, given the push for peace between the Kingdoms. There was that edge of energy that came with any approaching celebration or party, even as many recovered from their travel to the city, especially the many who had taken faegates.

Some have seen to finalizing last minute details on their costumes, but many have been taking the opportunity to catch up with friends and family and work on new and old political connections. But not all, least not in the present moment. For this afternoon found Emilia tucked away within the castle library, something many might find odd all things considered. Her dark hair was pulled back and worked into a basic braid as was normal for her. Given the environment, she was not wearing those signature leathers but she was wearing something yet upon a casual bent, a well tailored tunic with turns of embroidery to it and leggings with well made leather boots.

Standing near one of the shelves, her attention seems focused upon the book that is resting securely in an open position in her arm. Her free hand occasionally drifting for fingers to turn a page in a strangely graceful fluttering motion. While not easy to tell, if one was trying to look, they might glimpse the topic to be a rather historic theme and not particularly light reading.

—-

Having arrived early in Lonnaire to allow his wife to meet with her family, Artos has been a regular fixture in the castle library for a good deal since his arrival. Today he is a little late, bringing in a leather tube filled with parchment, along with his inkpot and quill, as he tries to find his “usual” spot.

It turns out that Emilia is standing near it, so he sets his things down and removes his parchment from the tubes to prepare his writing station. When he is finished Artos walks over to the shelf when he greets Emilia “Greetings, my lady.” As the text catches his attention in the corner of his eye, he notes, “I did not know you were a scholar of history. Might I ask what interested you in this book?” He continues perusing the shelves, as if looking for something.

—-

Dark eyes do flit up briefly at the arrival of another, perhaps simply making note of the presence. Though as Artos does approach the shelf where she stands, Emilia's eyes do draw up from the book, especially when he seeks to address her. “Good of day, my lord.” A small bow of her head being offered respectfully with the greeting. “I am being many things that most are not knowing off,” notes Emilia simply enough, even if a bit emotionlessly. “I have been of curious to the events preceding the of arrival of our many years of war, and as well of some more historical of tales. As you can of imagine, such sources are not of being so easily of found back of home. And Lord of Lucas has been of kind enough to allow me of use of the books of her during my of visits.” Her eyes drift to the shelves he is searching over,”What of topic has drawn of your interest this of day?” The young woman’s odd cadence likely to seem just that..odd..especially to those who have never spent much time conversing with her.

—-

The normally sour baron lightens up a little at the discussion, even if Emilia’s speech patterns almost make him twitch. He does not elaborate on his thoughts of why the Thirty Year’s War started, mainly because it really was Couviere’s fault, in his eyes, for writing a poorly-written betrothal. Artos smiles and selects a couple of texts from the shelves. “These two should set you on the right path, and while I have not seen the cover, I am assuming you have the third book I would recommend.” When his own studies are brought up he says plainly, “Doing some work on some older works, mainly Imperial history. Do you read High Imperial?” He sets his recommendations down on the desk and after a few moments of scanning selects a very dusty tome from higher on the shelves, straining a little to get a good hold on the old book. Once it is secured he blows the dust from the cover and grins, “Yes, this is the one I wanted.”

—-

It was certainly not a matter Emilia was casting stones on whom did what to start it, she had learned well that often little known things could be the true cause, no matter how minor they seemed. Looking to the offered selections, Emilia does set the book in hand aside for the moment, it indeed being the third book. “ I shall have to give of these a careful of look. Of thanking for the recommendations.” Already giving them a slight look through, her handling the books does show due respect to the volumes. His answer has Emilia shifting her gaze back up,”That is of making sense, especially with their of presence. Have you had much of chance to meet with of them?” Some hint of curiosity actually coloring her rather bland tone. Likely curious if the interactions were similar to those of the Alhazred. The question towards her does cause a slight pause before Emilia nods,”Of aye, I do. Though I am of admitting, it is not of as practiced as by true of scholars. But I have been working to of improve upon of it as time of allows.”

—-

Artos listens and nods, “While it is not my personal library, I find I can still do decent enough research here. I look forward to the texts I may be receiving next year when my son is married, but we shall see what is delivered.” When the Imperials are mentioned, he shakes his head, “I have not. I am not exactly viewed as being anywhere near their station, as though we are an old house, we are but a baronial one. I ask because if you can read High Imperial, it opens up a wider range of texts, at least for the older ones.” He walks over to the parchment and after uncapping his ink pot begins scribbling a few notes upon it, “I do not know if your library has these, but the Bazan should, if you wish for more on the time before the war, these should give some background on the time before that. I dare say the ancient times before my own.”

—-

“They do have a fine of selection here,” Emilia agrees,”But it does of pale to that of your own library in Garfana.” There is a slight pause before she offers in perhaps a way of explanation,”Princess of Clara once gave of a small tour of it to me.” Obviously, the public sides. She cants her head a little,”Of aye, I would of think the of marriage to open an interesting exchange of texts for of both sides. But I would of think there is of plenty of excitement and of interest to be of had with of the volumes that are coming to your of keeping of currently. Or have you not of received any of yet? I of know the Archbishop of Sirrah was planning to see such of started.” Of yes, she went there, even if her tone is still that ever so stoical one.

“We may have of a few, but I know we have not of the resources as the Balance, or of yourself,”acknowledging that easily enough as Emilia shifts to look at the list he scribbles on out. “There are of times even more of ancient before of then. But I am understanding there is oft little to be found of those of times, and not of perhaps readable to those of our time.”

—-

“You have been to Garfana?” Artos asks, and then nods when he remembers that the princess had been given a tour. Sirrah’s books get a raised brow, “I am surprised you know of those. But yes, those are of certainly great interest to me. How did you come by this information?” He then nods as to mention of the times even older than he, “Indeed, sadly few books exist of such a time, and we are often left with second, third, or even fourth-hand accounts, but some information is sometimes worse than none, the trouble is finding out if it is.” He frowns, the face going back to its normal state, “And then you are lucky if it is legible. I know my own hand isn’t the finest to look at, but at times the writing looks like someone did not even bother trying. I can see why they made me suffer through having to learn to write neatly enough, and why I had my own children instructed accordingly.” He takes a breath to kill his rant, “But no matter, do you look forward to the masque?”

—-

“Of aye, just of the once.” There was still not many reasons and excuses for 'casual’ travel between the Kingdoms, exactly. There is just a faint twitch of Emilia's lips at his surprise and questions. “I am of knowing, because I was of suggesting such of a course to of her, my of Lord. It seemed of a practical of thing, after once speaking with Lord of Lucas, to have more of knowledge within of our hands to be better of prepared given of events within of the past of years.” That Emilia may have such a tie, may be surprising in and of itself. Even if her eldest brother and sister bore Vigilant titles. “Many of things get of carelessly of destroyed during times of conflict, or even of simply of cast of off and forgotten being deemed of insignificant.” The questions does cause a small nod, a brief uptick to the corners of her lips,”I of admit, I am. I am of curious to attend of one, for I have not of done so before. I of fear, Clara and I missed of the last for our arrival was of delayed.”

—-
“Well, should you ever visit again, send word. I am sure there is something there you will find interesting, again.” Argon gives a faint smile and ponders on her comments in regards to the Vigil books. “Indeed, too much has been lost over the years. It is why I endeavor to copy everything I can, or have copied by others.” There is some mild concern he tries to hide as she knows probably a bit more than he expects, probably should make a note to speak with her sister or brother, or maybe even Sirrah herself. “It seems many courtiers like it, but no doubt a surprise to you, I am not much of a party-goer. I go because my wife enjoys them, and she gets to visit her family. I hope your costume goes over well. I do not know what it is, but it is always good when people enjoy these and have a good costume.”

—-
“I have hope to of visit again should time and of opportunity present of itself, we did not have much of time to spend last of time. Especially in comparison to all there is to of read and see.” Emilia nods slightly,”I of imagine more has been of lost then we can truly of comprehend. Much of like the young can never fully of grasp what it is their elders have trully of experienced and learned in of their many years, until they have of walked near as many years of themselves.” There is likely no amount of irony to be lost on such words coming from the young woman, who has seen far fewer years than the man she is speaking with. “It is a fine endeavour and I would of hope one that is well of supported, if nothing of else it would seem of a way to ensure the knowledge is further of shared and hands that might other of wise be idle are kept of busy.”

In taking note of his concern, the hint of it that can be detected, or perhaps taking it as surprise, Emilia does remind him,”As I of mentioned when first met this of day, I am many things people do not of expect.” Still perhaps enigmatic in that. But his nephew also seems an option to speak with given her references to the lad. “It does seem of an excellent of option for of courtiers to of mingle and press of connections out of side Court. But of no, it does not much of surprise me. And in of truth, I have little love for partying,” even if mostly because of said courtiers and the view most in Rivana have towards her. “But the of idea still of intrigues me and I have wish to least see of one masque. O do of think my costume is a fine of one, though I suspect we shall not of come to see how it may be of received.”

—-

“Indeed,” Artos nods and sets the book on the table and opens it,leafing through pages to find the information he seeks, “It has its uses, though sadly they are for more studying than anything else.” He frowns and writes some notes, “But yes, the masque has its uses, it just… is unique. I do recommend seeing it at least once because it is something you could not learn from a book, properly. I am sure your costume will be well-liked, though I do not know what it is.”

—-

“Of true, they are more for studying but there is still worth in that. There are things that we might learn from within the pages that save of us from having to learn anew.” The book before being drawn back and cracked open a new, her page found once more. Emilia nods,”It has of sounded to be quite of unique, and of something that must be of see and of experienced at least of once to truly of comprehend.” Canting her head a little but as he repeats the point of not knowing,”Is that of not how it is to be, that the costume one of wears and has of chosen is not to be known to of most?”

—-

“Indeed, it is why I value books so highly, so much knowledge to be retained. No sense reinventing the wheel.” Artos nods, “And yes, secrecy is part of the allure to many. It allows for them to do as they please and not be caught, or at least provide plausible deniability.” He snorts, “But it is not my place to judge others.”

—-

“And of yet, some are most of stubborn and will not of learn a thing unless they have done it them of selves.” Emilia giving a mild shake of her head. “If all could of learn the value of a lesson from of books, it would save them much of time and in of cases pain. Even if not all of things can be of learned from of books.” There is a slight cant that comes to Emilia’s head,”I have heard of that of aspect as of well to the of masque. I have one of friend who is most worried about it in of truth. Where as another is more keen to see about guessing who might be of behind each of masque. I think it is the idea to not have eyes looking at of me, or at least if they are, it shall of be for different of reasons and…ah..what of judgement they might decide to of pass shall be of different then it would be of normally.”

—-

“You certainly have it figured out,” Artos notes. “Books provide enough information to get some tasks completed, but yes, in this we are in complete agreement.” He nods, “Eh, I have taken some time in trying to figure out who is who during the masque, but I usually tire of it relatively quickly. But yes, if others wish to pass judgement, they may do so, as I cannot stop them, I would just advise against it. I will likely be rather obvious, but I am not exactly good at hiding myself.”

—-

A mild nod comes as they do seem rather in agreement on the matter of books. “I do of suppose it is not of a game that can quite of entertain the entire of evening.” The guessing of who is behind what mask. “But of hopefully there will least be of a few costumes to of interest to of you. Though I do of imagine you have seen most of ideas for costumes in having attended a fair of share of masques.” An assumption on Emilia's part based upon his age and wife. “It does not take of masks for people to pass of judgement, they already of do so. Though I do of agree, it is not of wise for them to be of doing so.” A small upwards tug occurs at the corners of her lips,”I do have some practice at hiding of myself,” Huntress and all,”but it then of sounds your of wife does not take up planning of your of costume.”

—-
Artos nods, “A guessing game can prove to be exciting for a little while. I have seen my fair share, and am seldom surprised by what people decide to dress as.” He nods again in regards to judgement, but actually laughs at the notion of his wife picking his costume,”She did that one year, and it will never happen again. She found it hilarious, I… not so much.” Artos grins, “Though I did find humor in it afterwards. I certainly do not regret it in that instance, but I am content with picking my own from here on out.”

—-

The laughter does cause an eyebrow to raise just a touch as well as perhaps a flicker of curiosity in those dark brown eyes. “If you do not mind to of say, might I of ask what it was she decided you should dress as that of time?” Emilia gives a small nod,”I am of sure it is more of.. comfortable to select your own of idea. Though I have heard that many couples do of coordinate what is of worn.”. A faint pull briefly occurs at the corners of her mouth, some hint to a smile,”Perhaps if I see you of after, I can ask if any of the costumes this of year came to be of surprising. Though for of now, I should not of bother you further and keep you from what time you have to of spend in of study.

—-

“The moon,” Argon says without a smile, “It did not so poorly. But it was enough to make me want to keep to my own, quiet designs.” As he selects another book he nods to the Cassomir, “I wish you the best with your studies and will see you, albeit a costumed form of you, at the masque.” With that, he returns to his things and begins writing his notes.

—-

“An of interesting of idea,” comments Emilia,”but I can of see one might wish to take the path you have of since.” Giving a bow of her head,”And I of you. Of thanking of again for the recommendations.” The list he had scrawled out referenced, before she returns to the books that had become her focus. And returning the library once more to the simple sounds of pages turning and notes being written.

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