Tales from the Wardrobe...

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"Ah, I see. Those late night inspections are turning my head to meat pasty (gives Peter sideways glance). Forgive my inattention, fair Lady."
 
"Well, didn't anybody noticed that a Tarkheena will never have anything to do with a stable boy, as it is almost consider a dishonor for a great Tarkheena (such as yourself were) to relate to anyone of base birth?"
 
"Ah, my Lady. I should have expected more from you! I am afraid you have been consorting with my sisters far too long!"
*winks at Peter*
"Are we in this Royal gathering to suppose that you mean handsomeness trumps customs?"
 
"Well, do not be embarrased, fair Lady. My Royal sisters seem to think so."

*thinking about (ooc: angela's character)*

"I suppose beauty trumps even the most ancient of customs."
 
During this banter, General Oreius came in, followed by several other centaurs; they had finished eating their horse-type breakfast in the stables, and were now ready for their human-style breakfast. Human kitchen workers (the one who had just been mentioned was not among them) brought up special tables, whose height would suit a standing centaur. As soon as King Peter had finished his own breakfast, he went to talk business with Oreius while the centaur commander was eating.

Peter's intention after this was to go about routine business of the day, such as receiving reports and signing documents. He would, however, be ready to react if any emergency arose.
 
"Edmund you mistake my meaning, I meant it is sad that customs get in the way of love. But Aravis you are right, I'm glad you are where you are too. But I am sorry for the poor company of my brother."

She smiled jokingly to Edmund.
 
"And speaking about beauty, 'tis time I go attend a business of mine. And please be quiet Peter."

*Peter: What? I didn't say anything!*

"No, but that smirk on your face said it all."

"As I was saying, I need to attend a personal business. Royal Sisters, High King, Lady Aravis, I'm afraid I must leave. I shall be back within an hour's time."

OOC: I have to go now, Be back later. Feel free to continue with any other topic.
 
"Hmm well it seems the boys have left us. Typical. Aravis would you like to join mine and Susan's archery practice?"
 
Chipdolly poked her head in, saw the rate at which the centaurs were eating, and said, "Last call for seconds, Tumnus and Children of Adam and Eve, before the centaurs finish everything else!"

"Thank you, Chipdolly," said Peter; "I've had enough, and excellent it was." He lingered to finish his talk with Oreius, nodded to the ladies, and asked Tumnus {who I gather is supposed to be here, even if silent} to join him in his royal office within the hour to go over activity schedules.
 
"No thankyou Chipdolly." Lucy said, "Alright then," she said to Aravis,"lets go then."

**we wont start the archery until Narnian1 comes back, until then we can talk while we get to the yard.**
 
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