#ever-starcatcher

Mae smiled slightly as she gestured out one of the windows before using her mechanical arm to tap lightly on the blueprint in her hand. “Why, I could show you what I’m working on per order of the princess. It’s in my workshop, though, so you’d have to accompany me there.” — ever-starcatcher ---------- “Her Order doesn’t overrun my Order...” he started to say before it became clear that he was starting to sound rather silly and pompous. He let the sentence hang unfinished as his eyes watched the movement of the mechanical arm. Very quickly he darted a glance at one of his own hands. Powerful metal replacing one of his soft, meaty limbs would be lovely, wouldn’t it... “I guess I would have to, would I?” He said in a calm tone. “It is after all my duty and surely the Princess must be interested in something of value. Lead the way, if you please.” Thankfully, today was one of those days where any sort of steps leading to his evil schemes were carefully locked away and Chancellor Cole could just leave his office without so much as a thought, he added with a smile. Having a scheme that took decades to complete did have some perks.

-------------------------- “Order of the Princess herself?” Cole repeated indignantly. He frowned deeply. It seemed a little too soon for Princess Zelda to start making open acts of disobedience. Spoiled little brat. “Either this is an elaborate prank on her part or a big mistake, for the Princess currently is too inexperienced and too young to give out any orders. Whatever ‘order’ you received from her is null and void, by Order of the Chancellor.” he said, and he couldn’t help but smile at his declaration. Having this much power legally did taste wonderful at times. “...and what do you mean by showing me?” 

-------------- “The Princesss is in.” Chancellor Cole replied in an almost emotion-less tone, not even bothering to look up from his paperwork. Summer was fading fast and that unfortunately meant paperwork. All the seasons brought paperwork, it seemed. He was starting to have nightmares about parchment, so readily it trapped him. His hands were already starting to turn black around the fingertips from the ink. “But whether you can see Her Royal Highness of New Hyrule is entirely up to me to decide. Safety protocol, I’m afraid. With so many attempts on Her Royal Highness’s life and with so many conspiracies floating around, it wouldn’t do to just let anyone waltz right in and see her...” “What business do you have with the Princess Zelda?” he said, affording a glance up from his work. If there was any interest in the blueprint she held or the seemingly alien cybernetic parts, Cole did a fantastic job at concealing it, instead letting his face hold an expression of professional aloofness.