The New Way - A Meeting of Minds

Maire was happy, this would give her a chance to be near Rensain and interact with others without being obtrusive. She smiled warmly "Thank you for the great honor your Majesty" She was happy for Rensain as well who had worked tirelessly for the good of the kingdom doing the mundane.

She squeezed his hand back and gave a bow while Rensain escorted her back to her seat. "I shall have to talk to Amarra about being a Lady in Waiting, I fear that it shall be something new but something I shall embrace." she looked to Rensain affectionatly "Congratulations are in order for you as well husband. I am sure she saw that you are a asset for you know all the peoples of Aegis....you love them as well." The fear and trepidation of earlier although not dispelled was lessened.

Things were still in turmoil and there were unaccounted plays and chess pieces yet to be moved on the board , the game of jockeying for power would be perhaps a bit more subtle for the time being. The Caladores postions though would make it easier to be aware and watch for the dangers that were surely lurking waiting for opportunity.

~Jared returned back to the throne room dressed nicely, his hair tied back. Weaving quietly through the crowds he made his way to Amarra, smiling faintly to her. He stood nearby and watched as Maire and Rensain walked away from the Queen. His eyes moved along to all the Aurorans who were in the throne room that he had known for years to belong to his mother. It didn't feel right, it would take a lot to get used to. Since it didn't seem as if any conflict was about to happen, he leaned in close to Amarra and whispered "We should talk....when we can." ~

Rensain stood tall and walked Maire proudly back to her seat, following a small step behind her. He kept ahold of her hand and listened, nodding his head in Maire's direction. "Mmm, indeed my dear." He smiled to her, his eyes still shining with delight. "No doubt Lady Amarra and Queen Angel will more than assist you on what you shall be doing. You will make an excellent Lady in Waiting, I have no doubt of it."

He leaned down and brushed his lips lightly along her cheek, whispering into his wife's ear. "You never doubted my ability within this Kingdom, and for that I shall be forever grateful. Thank you for having faith where many others did not." Her congratulations had pleased him, and he finished this with a light kiss before moving away to stand by her side. Yes, things had indeed been uncertain, but it was with great relief that he still had a position and titles that valued his worth within the realm.

Watching Lord Rensain and Lady Maire walk to the side of the room, she smiled to herself. Privately, Angel was glad that they were pleased with their positions and that the first assigned had taken to it so gracefully. Good, things were going well.

Her eyes cast along the people in the room once again, her eyes lighting up with delight. Once again she spoke loud enough to be heard, her tone all business. "Admiral Kinsen and Kharne Serafin - please step forward and approach."

Kharne squeezed Arianna's shoulder and offered a faint smile.
"You should mingle a little, you never know what you'll overhear." he said in a whisper, offering his daughter a quick grin.
He then heard his own name being called and he turned and moved forwards, his demeanor more professional, until he stood in the same spot Rensain had just vacated. Vertical pupils surrounded by deep gold held Angels gaze as he bowed a little at the waist.

~sighs softly in relief when Jared comes back in and nods in acknowledgement to his words. They definitely need to talk, but for the moment, she stays very quiet except for the occasional hiccup. She tries very hard to keep her thoughts focused on the queen and the others in the room, because she knows the moment she allows herself to really think about her condition, she won't be able to concentrate on anything else. Her fingers twitch, itching to take his hand. For a moment she holds back, but only for a moment, before reaching out and grabbing it, her only concession for right now to the emotions tumbling around in the back of her head~

((Sorry for the delay's, I had some law assignments due!))

Angel, still sat upon the throne cast her gaze to Kharne as he approached her first. She smiled warmly and addressed him, sure that Kinsen would join them soon. "Kharne Serafin, you will no longer be the Duke of Salarain. Instead you shall hand all deeds and information pertaining to the castle and city to Admiral Kinsen, aiding him with any questions he might have."

She looked back down at the paperwork. "That will be all.." She paused and then added "No...wait..wait..it tells me here - there's a warrent out for your arrest." She flicked through the parchment, Jaric had signed and sealed it with wax. Her cool blue eyes rested back onto Kharne, unamused "Why do I have documents here stating that you..." with a frown, she looked back at the paperwork and re-read it. Suddenly the scowl turned from one of disdain, to that of amusement, again, another giggle escaping. "Oh God, is this true, Kharne? Did you put a glass Jar over Jaric's ex-fiancee, the fairy Trixie, and leave her there for hours?"

Kharne took his removal from office with surprising calm, he'd worked hard administering the city and was proud of how Salarain had grown and prospered. Instead a few thoughts flashed through his mind as he wondered what he would do now.
He nodded slightly as Angel began to dismiss him but his features took on a look of honest puzzlement when Angel then continued.
"In truth, highness, the fairy Trixie and I often quarreled, though they were usually idiotic in nature and subject. I don't actually remember doing that to her, though when I was younger I may have been capable of such immaturity."
He evened his stance, clasping his hands behind his back.
"Even so, it wouldn't have been for hours as she was perfectly able to move it herself. May I ask when the warrant was issued?"

=Kinsen steps forward, listening. As Angel speaks, he nods, putting fist to chest in Auroran salute, his guantlet ringing against breastplate. He turns his head to speak to Kharne, and stops as Angel continues.

He turns to Kharne and raises a brow, and then looks to Angel's mirth. Perhaps the warrant would be reconisdered. However, knowing jaric...

..he stood there, eyes on Angel, waiting=

Angel cleared her throat and looked back to the parchment as Kharne asked when it was issued. "Hmm...let me see." She read a few lines here and there. "Ah, here. Quite some time ago, it appears. Lets put it in the past, after all, we are starting with a clean slate. Consider the matter dealt with, I am overruling his decision and the warrent is considered null and void. You are welcome here at this court." She ripped up the parchment and handed it to the servant to dispose of. "I do ask that in return, Kharne, that you try to stay away from trouble...and libraries. In the meantime, enjoy yourself now that you are free from royal obligation." Angel thought, in a way, that she was handing Kharne his freedom by taking away the responsibities of the city. It was not her intention to insult him.

She moved onwards to look at Kinsen again, her smile still evident. "Admiral, I know you'll do an excellent job overseeing our fleet in the Salarain Harbor. We shall talk later and go more in depth with your duties. Until then, please, continue to enjoy the gathering." She warmly dismissed him and turned back to the paperwork.

"Lady Amarra and Jared Carthallion - no, its Crimsonflame isn't it? Please, come forward."

=Kinsen nods to Angel, and looks to Kharne with an easy smile. "Perhaps sir, we should get acquainted. here is much I wish to speak with you about, considering these unfolding events..."=

~Ral mentally corrected himself. He was no longer amused, and though the tone of the last conversation was meant to put everyone at ease, the replacement of Aegean nobles with Aurorans made him wary. This was still a kingdom conquered, he realized, although it had been with gold and parchment, not swords. Still, his guard was up and the pronouncement was made.

He looks at Kinsen closely. Large, well-muscled, armor-clad. Every inch an Auroran. The white cloak spoke to his character and battle prowess, true enough. The title "admiral" did as well. One did not rise to command so easily in Aurora. He was capable, aye. And he smiled easily enough, it seemed, for an Auroran. Still such a man in that position had much control, and his duty was as much to the crown as to the Aegean people.

At the mention of Kharne's "crime" Ral lets out a snort of laughter, quickly and poorly covering it as a cough as he takes a sip, smirking in spite of himself. a credit to Kharne then, for creativity at least.

Taking a drink, his eyes narrow slightly at the mention of the library at Draco in such a light tone. His hand clenched uncosciously, and he stood straight. Perhaps not many had stood to lose that much that day as he had, except the families of the men and women lost at the school. He, however, would not forget this. A cold sort of rage flooded him then, a rush back to early days in his life, where his life had similarly been shattered. He looks hard at Angel, knowing she would not know better, and then at Kharne. He turns his head to Vlad, who had been there, and then his gaze drifts around the room, marking all of the faces closely as a matter of habit.

He remains seated, his face now an impassive mask, blank of expression or emotion, his eyes a dark color. His hand idly grips his glass, and he watches, silent and brooding now at old memories, the wounds that didn't seem to heal so well...~

Kharne flinched almost visibly as Angel mentioned the burning of the library. He had lost a friend in that disaster, which people had landed squarely upon his shoulders. Even though the city was being attacked by Chaaran at the time.
He collected himself in time to offer a faint smile as he bowed once more before backing off. He turned to the admiral, taking in every detail automaticly and imagining how he would seem next to this man.
Standing at only five feet and eight inches, with his compact build hidden beneath simple clothing and youthful features, he hardly looked like someone who had governed Aegis' main port city.
He nodded and offered a hand, grinning broadly. "Indeed. Kharne Serafin, former duke of Salarain."

=Kinsen clasps his arm at the wrist in a warrior's salute. "Kinsen Ravenlock, Lord Admiral of the Auroran navy." he grins back, an easy look for him. "I won't impose upon your time here with your friends and former colleagues, but I would be honored if after the formal proceedings we could discuss the nature of Port Salarain and what you've done up to this point. I'm interested in the policies and order of things, and would discuss with you things you were working on, to see if they can be continued." he nods his head graciously. "Please, find me after the proceedings."=

[[ As Angel begins to discuss titles and positions, Alex makes his way toward the door, making no move to hide the fact that he is leaving. Politics had always botherred him. He had no need for the pain of having to deal with running a city, his was a simple life of cold steel, hot forge, and the art of the smith.

He nods at Ralean as he leaves, shaking his head as he passes Jared , smirking at the idea of this boy having to deal with little fish children...the thought of fish instantly moving to salmon, which of course made his stomach rumble. He stops at the door and waves at Angel, not wanting to interupt her speach, but still thinking it rude to just leave without some notice to her.]]

~ Verran continues to scan the room, the arcane sigil around his eyes shifting through colors as he watches, his bow readied to fire. He notes the Caleadors as they move off to the side, speaking in hushed tones, the Admiral speaking to the former noble, and even the massive figure of the youngest Winter Lord as he moves to leave.

His eyes drop to the floor, noting a smaller shadow moving near the food tables, the figure indistinct behind the cloth, but still visible due to the magic at his disposal. He knocks the arrow and draws, sending a ML to Angel: " BlackRose, there is something under the table, shall I end it now, or allow your guards to detain it?" ~

~can't help but frown at the removal of Kharne's title and responsibilities. Angel had barely taken the throne, and already she is moving Aurorans into Aegian positions. Hadn't she said at the beginning of this meeting that she would make use of them all? She wonders how the people, as a whole, will feel about that kind of change, especially so soon, and isn't sure at the moment whether she's more concerned for Aegis or its new queen and Auroran nobles. She may not like what's happening, or the changes in Angel, but she wouldn't like to see any harm, physical or otherwise, come to her. At the mention of the Library, however, she has to grit her teeth to keep as neutral an expression as possible, angry despite herself on Kharne's behalf, and her own, and everyone else's who had fought there that day.

She stiffens further at the sound of her name. If Kharne had been tossed aside so easily, what would happen to her and Jared? she squeezes her husband's hand briefly, not sharing her thoughts with him for now, then lets go so she can curtsy formally as she approaches the throne again~

Your Majesty.

Kharne nodded briefly, "Of course Admiral, I'll be needing to pack up my own belongings in Salarain anyway."
At the back of his mind he could hear the impressions of others in regards to his dismissal from office, but for himself he was just wondering what he'd do with his time.
He smiled faintly to the admiral before moving off through the crowd, feeling strange strange that he now had no official rank.

~ Jared inwardly cringed when Angel took Kharne's title. It was a shock - but of course, what could he do? His home, his mother had already been lost, and what could possibly be left now? Jared glanced to Amarra and noted her calm demenor. He returned her hand squeeze with equal understanding.

Angel calling them forward was a bigger surprise than Kharne's removal, and his head snapped up in her direction as he heard their names being called out. Exhaling deeply, he guided Amarra forward, taking confident strides back towards the throne. He had no idea what was about to take place, but all he could do was hope for the best. In stride with Amarra, Jared paused at the steps and respectfully bowed.~

"Your Majesty."

I'm so sorry for keeping everyone waiting! Its been pretty hectic in our household.))

Angel looked from Amarra and Jared across to Kharne and Kinsen. She smiled a little, overhearing some of the conversation. She looked up towards Kharne." Stay and await orders, Kharne. I have further matters to disscuss and another job vacancy for you."

Clearing her throat a little, she turned her full attention back to Jared and Amarra who were now standing in front of her again. "Lady Amarra, we have always been good friends. I would like you to serve me as another of my Ladies in Waiting, along with the kind Lady Maire." She paused briefly and smiled "Assuming you are of good physical condition to do so." The blue spark of life shone in her eyes as she turned to Jared.

A small sigh escaped her lips and her tone became serious. "Vladamir Carthallion has released you from your responsibilities as the Crown Prince of Aegis, and also as his son. You are no longer his heir apparent and as such, you can no longer use the Carthallion name. Regardless, due to your current Auroran titles, you may still attend my court."

((No worries, real life always comes first ))

~takes a slow, deep breath after Angel finishes, completely unsure of how she should be feeling about events. She discretely lays a hand on Jared's arm in support before quickly mindlinking him~

"This is good, Jared, all of it. Far better than I'd hoped. We'll have plenty of time to talk later."

~with a smile and a quick, bobbing curtsy, she replies to the queen~

I would be honored, of course, Your Majesty, and will serve to the best of my ability. Thank you.

~Jared listened carefully to what Angel had to say. He didn't know what to think of all of it - and wasn't sure he really cared anymore. Amarra's mindlink distracted him briefly, and although he didn't directly answer her, he turned his head and looked to her quickly nodding with a small smile. Clearing his throat, Jared kept focused on the winter throne that sat upon the summer realm. ~

"If that is your wish, Your Majesty."

~He wanted to ask more. Where was he going to live? What kind of job would he have now? But it seemed the new Queen would be far too busy for such questions and so he said nothing.~

Kharne looked round in surprise as he was addressed again, a brow raising as he glanced towards his daughter. He remained silent, however, as Jared and Amarra spoke. Quietly curious as to what this new job would entail he stood in relaxed fashion with his hands clasped behind his back, his gaze absently wandering from the strangers who stood guard before the new queen to the gallery above. A faint smile crossed his features for a moment before he turned his attention back to the queen.

~Ral looks to Alex as he makes his way to the door, envious. He lifts his glass, at the same time ML'ing Alex: "Alex, there is something I wish to speak with you for, a matter of our shared appreciation for art and arms."

He nods to the man again, and turns back to the proceedings, noting the systematic removal of Aegeans from power. He looked around again, noting every face, his mood having altogether been soured. he kept his expression one of light-hearted disinterest, mouth twisted up into a small smile, but internally he was counting the minutes.

He looked at Gil and sent a ML: "Be at ease, but maintain your vigilance. I doubt our blades will be needed here."~

{{ Alex stops as Ralean MLs: " Not a problem good freind, we will meet when you end here and discuss the matter in the forge, if it is metal of which we speak, it is the best place for it.}}