The movement is almost imperceptible, yet Roberto knows his beloved too well not to notice it: If this was not a royal audition, she would have flung herself to his arms.
Roberto, dear protector of our city and person. It is, as ever, our pleasure to welcome you again, for your presence was sorely missed. Though we always held faith in you, some of our counsellors and kin didn't share that trust. They should have know otherwise. (offended murmurs erupt)
[b]Your renewed commitment is a blessing to us. Know that you are forgiven, though there is only to forgive the longing your absence left in our hearts. The Crown knows well that, though Protector of the Throne you may be, you are also a champion of Light against Darkness, of Good against Evil, rising against it wherever and whenever the need arises. Whatever your station here, we wouldn't want it otherwise, for any other man would not be the protector our realm need.
Which is why we must disagree with you. This prosperity we enjoy doesn't come from our royal efforts alone. Without you, without your bravery, without your valour, none of this, [/b] (She opens her arms in a sweeping gesture, pointing to the hall around you) none of this would have been possible. We would still be in bondage, or dead. Wisdom is nothing without Strength to defend it. For all you did for us, for putting your life on the line, know that Herakleion will alway be your home.
She shifts her gaze, first to roberto, then slightly towards the public,alternating between the two. Roberto gets the distinct impression that this passage was, at least in part, directed towards the court
As for being my equal? You are, it is true, no prince by blood.
But what do we care about mortal nobility? What could they bring to us, heirs to glorious Triton, we who already have so much? To us, they are no different from common men. But you? Your magical powers make you stand far above them, a worthier partner than any of their kings.
Yet, Strength is nothing without Honour, which you have in spades. Attumah was stronger than any mortal man, yet he was a ruthless dog, while you... You protect, and you care. Which is what the Crown needs.
So rise, Sir Roberto. Welcome back to your home. If you please, servants will lead you to your quarters.
Unless roberto wants to do/say something, he'll be led to soteira's former apartments, when she was but a princess. He can wait he, or do whatever he wants.
(1 month before I could reply to your post T-T And this was hard to write! You did such a great speech, I often felt like I wasn't up to the task)
Cidito's vast list of powers draws sighs of wonder from the assembly.
And indeed, it appear that a sizeable portion of the cats are at least slightly magical, with a noticeable chunk being descended from Cidito. These often share part of his powers, although only 2 knows for sure that they can resist human magic, having had apprentices cast spells at them. The rest either don't know, or don't think they can.
Hermetic Familiar? What is it, oh, Plumpy Parangon? We have it good already, with plenty of fish and no one to contest our dominion here.
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