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<blockquote data-quote="Cerebral Paladin" data-source="post: 3798979" data-attributes="member: 3448"><p>The Council discussed its outstanding matters over lunch and then dispersed to take care of several matters individually. Kit focused on finding out why the reports from Debonai did not reach her as quickly as they should have. She began by speaking to her secretary.</p><p></p><p>“I was told that a message was sent to us from Debonai, ‘through the usual channels.’ What are the usual channels?”</p><p></p><p>“We have a standard set of protocols in place to maintain security. The standard system involves a set of drop points that the actual agents or their principal couriers use, linked to secondary drop points. For normal messages, the secondary couriers deliver the messages to the secondary drop points, and thence through tertiary couriers. The tertiary couriers ultimately bring the messages in through the northwest border.”</p><p></p><p>“That has to take a fair amount of time… just the riding alone could take weeks. Is there any way for more urgent messages to get through more quickly?”</p><p></p><p>“Indeed, m’lady. The secondary couriers make a judgment on urgency-- for most messages, they use the courier service, and as you say it delays the messages’ arrivals by some weeks. But when they deem a message urgent, the secondary couriers signal via semaphores for a scout voller.” Kit’s secretary was too well trained to ask what the nature of the message was, but he did raise a curious eyebrow.</p><p></p><p>“The message that was delayed was a report of a revolt in the capital of Debonai. The rebels seem to have been under mind control and attacked various people and places associated with the Church, including stealing three major relics.”</p><p></p><p>“I see. That definitely should have gone through a scout voller. We must send instructions upline to deep agents to find out what’s happening to the couriers.”</p><p></p><p>“We have people who check on this sort of thing?” Kit waited for her secretary’s nod, and then continued, “Good. Send the orders. I want to know what’s going on. And then expand this out to checking the rest of our communication networks. This isn’t the first message that hasn’t arrived on schedule, and we need to make certain that there are not any that failed to arrive altogether.”</p><p></p><p>Alistair, meanwhile, spent the afternoon attempting to prevent his assignation with Princess Mirabelle of Gates from turning into a major incident. They had not seen each other since their torrid first meeting a few days earlier, but Alistair knew that he needed to speak with her soon to prevent her from feeling angry and bitter. He considered sneaking into Princess Mirabelle’s chambers-- he could probably succeed, but the consequences of discovery could be disastrous. Instead, he invited her to see the Archducal jewelry collection. In light of her interests, she would likely be eager to see the many fabulous pieces, and she would also see this accurately as an opportunity to come to the palace without a formal chaperone. After she arrived, Alistair slipped through the secret passageways and joined her in one of the galleries while her guards waited at the entrance.</p><p></p><p>“Oh, Alistair!” exclaimed the princess as she rushed over to him. “I so hoped we would get a chance to meet today.”</p><p></p><p>Alistair kissed her gently but then stepped back from her embrace. “Indeed, my darling. I merely wish that it were for a better reason.”</p><p></p><p>“What’s wrong?”</p><p></p><p>“You know how much I care for you. Were it up to me, I would send a formal proposal to your brother and mother this very day.” Alistair looked away and swallowed hard, as if what he were saying pained him greatly. “But, as you know, marriages of royalty are matters of state more than of love. I have little choice but to obey the recommendations of my government, and they firmly oppose our marriage.”</p><p></p><p>Princess Mirabelle broke into tears. “Then there is nothing for it. I know of our duty to our realms, and I could no more expect you to neglect your duty than I could neglect my own.” </p><p></p><p>Alistair knew that, in fact, Princess Mirabelle was much more under the control of her court than he was of his. Sure now that he knew what her answer would be, he pushed on, “No. But perhaps… we could run off, leaving the chains of duty behind. I only returned to Canberry to save it from a struggle over the succession, but I did not know then that it would cost me you.”</p><p></p><p>“No, dearest Alistair. We mustn’t.” She tried to present a brave face. “I could not ask you to abandon your duties for me. I will miss you terribly, but we must attend to our duty, not our desire.”</p><p></p><p>Alistair nodded, his eyes glistening slightly. “I should have known better than even to mention the idea to one so noble as yourself.”</p><p></p><p>They spoke a little longer, before parting tearfully. Alistair slipped back into the hidden passageways, cleaned his face and reordered his doublet, and nodded with satisfaction. He was sure that no harm would come from it now, and that he would always have a strong ally in the court of Gates, despite her sorrow.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Cerebral Paladin, post: 3798979, member: 3448"] The Council discussed its outstanding matters over lunch and then dispersed to take care of several matters individually. Kit focused on finding out why the reports from Debonai did not reach her as quickly as they should have. She began by speaking to her secretary. “I was told that a message was sent to us from Debonai, ‘through the usual channels.’ What are the usual channels?” “We have a standard set of protocols in place to maintain security. The standard system involves a set of drop points that the actual agents or their principal couriers use, linked to secondary drop points. For normal messages, the secondary couriers deliver the messages to the secondary drop points, and thence through tertiary couriers. The tertiary couriers ultimately bring the messages in through the northwest border.” “That has to take a fair amount of time… just the riding alone could take weeks. Is there any way for more urgent messages to get through more quickly?” “Indeed, m’lady. The secondary couriers make a judgment on urgency-- for most messages, they use the courier service, and as you say it delays the messages’ arrivals by some weeks. But when they deem a message urgent, the secondary couriers signal via semaphores for a scout voller.” Kit’s secretary was too well trained to ask what the nature of the message was, but he did raise a curious eyebrow. “The message that was delayed was a report of a revolt in the capital of Debonai. The rebels seem to have been under mind control and attacked various people and places associated with the Church, including stealing three major relics.” “I see. That definitely should have gone through a scout voller. We must send instructions upline to deep agents to find out what’s happening to the couriers.” “We have people who check on this sort of thing?” Kit waited for her secretary’s nod, and then continued, “Good. Send the orders. I want to know what’s going on. And then expand this out to checking the rest of our communication networks. This isn’t the first message that hasn’t arrived on schedule, and we need to make certain that there are not any that failed to arrive altogether.” Alistair, meanwhile, spent the afternoon attempting to prevent his assignation with Princess Mirabelle of Gates from turning into a major incident. They had not seen each other since their torrid first meeting a few days earlier, but Alistair knew that he needed to speak with her soon to prevent her from feeling angry and bitter. He considered sneaking into Princess Mirabelle’s chambers-- he could probably succeed, but the consequences of discovery could be disastrous. Instead, he invited her to see the Archducal jewelry collection. In light of her interests, she would likely be eager to see the many fabulous pieces, and she would also see this accurately as an opportunity to come to the palace without a formal chaperone. After she arrived, Alistair slipped through the secret passageways and joined her in one of the galleries while her guards waited at the entrance. “Oh, Alistair!” exclaimed the princess as she rushed over to him. “I so hoped we would get a chance to meet today.” Alistair kissed her gently but then stepped back from her embrace. “Indeed, my darling. I merely wish that it were for a better reason.” “What’s wrong?” “You know how much I care for you. Were it up to me, I would send a formal proposal to your brother and mother this very day.” Alistair looked away and swallowed hard, as if what he were saying pained him greatly. “But, as you know, marriages of royalty are matters of state more than of love. I have little choice but to obey the recommendations of my government, and they firmly oppose our marriage.” Princess Mirabelle broke into tears. “Then there is nothing for it. I know of our duty to our realms, and I could no more expect you to neglect your duty than I could neglect my own.” Alistair knew that, in fact, Princess Mirabelle was much more under the control of her court than he was of his. Sure now that he knew what her answer would be, he pushed on, “No. But perhaps… we could run off, leaving the chains of duty behind. I only returned to Canberry to save it from a struggle over the succession, but I did not know then that it would cost me you.” “No, dearest Alistair. We mustn’t.” She tried to present a brave face. “I could not ask you to abandon your duties for me. I will miss you terribly, but we must attend to our duty, not our desire.” Alistair nodded, his eyes glistening slightly. “I should have known better than even to mention the idea to one so noble as yourself.” They spoke a little longer, before parting tearfully. Alistair slipped back into the hidden passageways, cleaned his face and reordered his doublet, and nodded with satisfaction. He was sure that no harm would come from it now, and that he would always have a strong ally in the court of Gates, despite her sorrow. [/QUOTE]
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