#libkazaari

You Find Your Family in Your Tent

House Monitor Libkazaari had not been all that interested in punishing any of them, and had made sure they reached their next class in plenty of time.  Discussions of the Bitrani possible-rebellion during their classes and some whispers of trouble in the upper echelons of the royal family managed to push the issue of Instructor Tiemaktamiek from their minds by…

Chapter 57C: Safe Roads and a Clear Sky

“You really have had an interesting first year at school so far,” Elelakorra chuckled. “Oh, no, this is nothing.  Taikie got hit over the head with a pipe by someone —” Enrie caught herself and coughed “— misusing aether, someone who turned out to be a murderer.   For this, all I had to do was dig in the library… with all of my friends helping.” “Indeed.”  Elelakorra looked down at the copies on…

Chapter 57B: Old School Friends and New

Elelakorra’s gaze moved to Libkazaarie and stayed there for a moment.  “My protection includes you, of course.  It has been a while, hasn’t it?” Libkazarrie cleared her throat uncomfortably. “It has. Honored Voice.” “None of that, Librie.” Elelakorra hopped up to sit on her desk and swung her legs over to face them.  “Come on.  You were Librie and I was Elora.  You remember.” “I remember,”…

Chapter 52c – When our Leaders Wore Red & Were Competent

Saydrie rescued her. “…we forget that our Emperors’ ancestors once had to undergo seven tests to be considered worthy to even be in the succession, and that our Governors and Emperor all were once kalōkāt; war-leaders, leaders who had been proven both in battle and in peace.  We forget that we believe in merit over ancestry, or that we value merit and skill at all.” Taikie stopped forward.…

Whatever pursuit there had been had gotten stuck in the dusk and muck or captured by the constabulary. The rest of the group took turns changing into their nicest clothes as Libkazarri and then Korten maneuvered the wagon through the narrow Lannamer streets and around the curves required to get to the Royal Quarter. When the wagon finally stopped, they all piled out, stretching their legs and…

Chapter 50b: tilte tilte

She needed to see what they were facing.  She held on to the wagon very tightly, pressed her body against the frame and spread her feet to give herself a wider, more stable stance.  She leaned out around the body of the wagon carefully, mindful that these people, since they didn’t seem to mind running through a constable’s cart, might not have a problem putting an arrow through Enrie. For a…

Chapter 49B: Act the Part You Want

The wagon rattled along the bridge.  Kekdela had her head on her knees, one hand in Riensin’s and the other in Tesdes’.  Enrie clutched the bag holding her copies of the treaty carefully to herself.  What would her mother do in this situation? Her father? First, her mother would say, act the part you’re portraying.  If you’re going to be the Representative of the Crown, be the representative with…

Chapter 48A: Sometimes Battles Choose You

It was a long ride to Lannamer, one that couldn’t be done in a day even if you didn’t stop at all.  The first night, they were stopped three times, the road blocked by people that, as Libkazaari muttered, had no right to be doing stops, nor to be looking so full of themselves.  Each time, they asked about students and found only Korten and his daughter (Taikie or Kekla), Libkazaari and her son…