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Date Posted: 11:20:19 02/01/03 Sat
Author: Saxom/Oscar
Subject: ...agree...
In reply to: Leon 's message, ".:mixed feelings:." on 17:21:20 01/27/03 Mon

The king fixes an expression of slight confusion. Slowly, the nerves in his face melt, and the corners of his mouth lift slightly. He laughs shortly, shaking his head.

"Leon, you make a fine son and prince. In fact, your sense of justice makes your head shrink a sharl or two."

He does not mind teasing the youth. Quite pointedly, he supresses a grin of fatherly mischief, and shrugs the matter off.

"No matter. The Ball is at hand. Let's be merry."

The jittery old man coughs hoarsly, glancing every which way. "Yes, sir...but I believe His Highness, Lord Leon makes a fine point. S-see? I shall begin now!"

Grinning widely, Oscar pulls from his belt the roll of papers. He turns about, muttering as he dismissed himself on a drunken mind.

Saxom waits until the confused man is several yards away, and then lifts his voice. "Oscar?"

"Yes?" squeaks the drunk. Clearing his throat, the man returns his voice to normal, turning about. "Yes, sire?"

The king raises a brow, holding out a hand as if to receive something.

"Oh..." grumbles Oscar, a little sourly. Pacing forward, he half-drops the bottle of liquor he possessed into the waiting hand. "Very well, sir."

"Good morning, Oscar," says Saxom, nodding. He tucks the bottle of fould-smelling liquid into his pouch. "Get to work now, and I'll consider doubling your pay."

Oscar's eyes widen, his mouth trembling. "Oh! Y-your Majesty, your are most generous! Oscar will get right on it, sir! You betcha!"

With that, the frail little man runs off to finish his duty. Saxom turns about, smiling at the prince.

"Well-handled, Leon. Shall we go?"


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