CHAPTER SEVENTEEN: AN
INVITATION
Talien
looked up into the sky and smiled. The short trip up to Hyrule Castle had gone
pretty well so far- it was indeed a good day for a nice ride in the country.
Talien reached back and untied his red hair, letting it fall across his
shoulders. Despite his age- a full sixty years and counting- barely a single
grey strand, if any, mixed with the natural red of his hair. In truth, he
looked at least twenty years younger than he should have. It wasn't anything
special- it ran in his family. Talien's younger brother defied his age even
more than that. And their father was something else entirely.
Talien
shook his head a little, freeing his hair some more. Behind him, the bickering
continued.
"Just
stop it, okay?" Rei added for the sixth time. "Please?"
"Stop
what?" Came the light-hearted response. "I'm just singing a little
tune to myself."
The
"little tune" in question happened to have the lyrics, "Rei and
royalty, sitting in a tree..." as its first verse.
"Damodred,
please," let out a tired, annoyed, and exasperated Rei. "I don't beg
you often."
She raised
an eyebrow. "True, true... you never beg me to stop anything when I'm not
around."
"That's
not what I meant!"
Damodred
went back to singing. It was amazing how beautiful her voice could sound when used
for the express purpose of mocking somebody.
"Please!"
"...Sitting
in a tree..."
"Stop!"
"...-I-S-S-I-N-G!"
"I
mean it!"
"Then
comes marriage..."
"Damodred!!"
"...In
a baby carriage!"
At this,
Talien slowed his horse for a moment, thinking to himself about how the words
of the two mixed together there.
He shook
his head. "Nah," Talien commented. "I don't want to imagine what
she was like as a baby."
"Who?"
Rei asked, puzzled. "The queen?"
Talien
simply grinned. "No, Damodred."
Rei
laughed, and Damodred glared at both of them. The glare lasted for quite a
while, and it seemed that the air temperature had suddenly risen, and the
happy, chirping birds had fallen silent. Talien decided that a quick change of
subject was in order.
"Say,
isn't the royal ball coming up?" He asked, semi-rhetorically. "You
know, the one every year where the royal family, noble houses, politicians, and
honoured guests all gather together and party?"
"Yeah,
what's it to you?" Damodred asked, shrugging.
"Well,"
Rei interjected, "We could always knock a family of dukes unconscious,
take their clothing, and go to the ball, right?"
Silence
descended for a moment, as Rei put on one of his typical awkward grins.
"...I
was joking."
Talien
blinked a few times, and then put on an obviously faked laugh. Damodred
muttered something to her horse in another language, and sped off ahead of
them. Rei smiled and sighed contentedly.
"You're
smarter than you look, aren't you?" Talien asked after a minute or two,
grinning.
"Yep!"
Rei responded over-enthusiastically. "I wasn't born yesterday, you know!
You've gotta wake up pretty early in the morning to pull one over on me!"
It was at
that point that his horse tripped on a small pothole, and Rei fell off.
***
As of mid-afternoon,
it had become a relatively peaceful day in Hyrule Castle. Since the
"Incident" that took place while Miyu was off buying bits of
enchanted stone in Kasuto, Galyer the dog had developed an affinity for Queen
Zelda. This affection was best demonstrated when he deposited himself by the
throne, and silently, in that way that only dogs know, commanded her to pet him
behind the ears. The queen of all Hyrule acquiesced within seconds. This made
the day more than bearable. In fact, it was now quite pleasant. Having a
gigantic wolf-like dog by your side is a guaranteed way to keep visiting
politicians and dignitaries on their best behaviour.
On the
other hand, the royal ball was coming up, and the number of prospective suitors
decreased with each growl from the quasi-royal canine. This relieved Zelda, but
annoyed everybody else. The queen's insistent refusal to court, engage, marry,
or even think of producing an heir for the royal family had, by this time,
driven the majority of the castle to the point of distraction. More than one
had commented that they'd let anybody in, noble-blooded or not, if he'd just
somehow figure out a way to rid the queen of her Link fixation. Of course, from
Zelda's point of view, there was no reason to rush. She'd marry someone eventually,
for whatever reason, but for now she'd match their insistence with stubbornness.
The fact was, Zelda loved Link, and Link was gone. In the eyes of most people,
she had refused to move on. Her viewpoint was that she was comfortable.
However, nobody else seemed to understand this save for Amadeus, her closest
advisor, and Miyu, who was his closest advisor.
Regardless,
though, Queen Zelda was enjoying her day. It was peaceful, slow-moving, and the
weather was perfectly nice. There was little enough going on that she had begun
to consider leaving the throne room for the day and doing something, anything
else. It was at this point that one of her aides gave her news of some
visitors.
"Your
Highness, there's an extremely motley group of three here, to 'thank' you, or
something. Should I send them away?"
The queen
raised an eyebrow. "Did you get their names?" she asked.
The servant
blinked, realizing that, in fact, he had not. "I don't think that I did,
My Lady. Do you... do you think that you know them?"
"Possibly..."
Came her response, "But regardless, get their names for me, first."
The
middle-aged man nodded apologetically, bowed, and left the room. He came back
in a couple of minutes later.
"They
stated that their names are," He paused for a moment, remembering,
"Talien Minosa, Rei Elanis, and... Damodred, the woman said. She didn't give a last name. Do you want them
sent away?"
Zelda
blinked. "No, no..." she answered quickly, "I don't want them
sent away- they're friends, bring them in!"
"Yes,
my lady," the confused servant responded with another bow and nod, and
went to fetch the three.
Meanwhile,
outside, the "motley group of three" waited.
"Talien,
could you tell me exactly how you do this?" Rei asked, rather curiously.
"Do
what?" Came the response.
"We
get into places like this so easily," Rei commented, still curious,
"Audiences with the queen, nicer seats at restaurants, and I noticed that
we got the best of the hot springs."
Talien
simply smirked. "I just do my shopping, that's all."
"And
you and Amadeus know each other?"
"What
makes you say that?" He asked Rei back, feigning ignorance.
"He
means," Damodred interjected from where she leaned against the wall,
"Lord De Castillo used the 'F' word- 'friend'- when he spoke to you."
"Right..."
Rei nodded, nudging Talien a bit.
"We go
back a little ways," Talien answered simply. "I've visited the castle
before, and my father used to work here somewhere around thirty years or so
ago."
"Amadeus
isn't much older than thirty." Rei mused, folding his arms.
Talien
simply raised an eyebrow. "You'd be amazed at how well people remember the
nice old men who used to give them candy."
"Yeah..."
Rei's mind began to go off into its own little world, filled with doddering
uncle-types from home. Gave kids a lot of candy, they did.
"I
don't remember any." Damodred commented, unfolding her arms and putting her
hands in her pockets.
Talien
smirked. "And that," he stated, lifting a finger to emphasize his
point, "Explains a lot." Rei laughed a bit at the joke before
remembering himself. The glare from Damodred probably helped that a bit, as it
was. Her eyes really had this habit of almost seeming red once in a while.
"Look
sharp, folks," Talien stated suddenly, glancing to the side. "That
'Jeeves' guy is back."
"The
queen told me to send you in," the middle-aged servant said, quite
plainly, when he arrived within earshot of the three. "Evidently, she
considers you to be 'friends.' You can see her immediately. Please come this
way." And with that, the man turned and began walking, half-waiting for
them to follow.
"See?"
Damodred commented wryly as she began to walk. "The 'f' word. It works
miracles."
***
"We
wish to thank you, Your Highness," Talien quietly said, kneeling before
the throne, "For your wonderful hospitality a short while ago, as well as
for the wonderful letter that you sent. We are truly grateful for your
kindness." He rose for a half-second to add another formal bow, and then
knelt again. The queen smiled for a moment.
"You
don't have to kneel like that, Talien," she answered in a very friendly
fashion. "The three of you are perfectly welcome here. And thank you
for responding to the letter like this!" Her speech dropped down a few
more levels of formality, and it became obvious that she meant to be casual.
Amadeus, who was standing at the right hand of the throne, gave a small nod.
The three
stood. "Thank you again, your highness." Talien responded, nodding
slightly.
"Today's
been slow," Zelda commented, intentionally making the atmosphere even more
casual, "I was just thinking of canceling my other appointments of the
day. it is a pleasure to see the three of you again. How have you been, Mr.
Elanis?"
And so,
surprised at being called "Mr.," much less at being singled out as
such, Rei panicked.
"Me?"
"Yes...
Rei, right?"
"Me?!"
More surprise.
The queen
chuckled a little bit, and nodded again. "I think that's your
name..."
Damodred
elbowed Rei, and he regained the ability to speak. "Oh! Fine! Fine, fine,
just fine! We're doing fine here, your... miss... High... Lady... Your
highness!"
There was a
distinct annoyed sighing sound coming from the short-haired woman standing next
to him. She appeared to be contemplating murder. Talien started cracking up,
followed by Amadeus, and the queen had to put a hand over her mouth to keep
from laughing too loudly. Rei felt embarrassed.
"It's
okay, Rei. I'm not going to eat you." Zelda blinked, realizing how silly
she just sounded, and in order to stop himself from laughing at the mental
image, Rei hit himself in the stomach.
All
vestiges of seriousness and formality left the room at that point. This was a
good thing, because two seconds later something about all of the laughter set
Galyer off, and the massive hound promptly decided to pounce on Rei and lick
his face mercilessly. There was almost a moment of panic before everyone
realized how friendly Galyer is (Although Rei barely had a clue about that
fact), and the chaos slowly began to calm down shortly after.
As the
insanity was dying down, and Galyer began to heed his master's calls to
"Sit," "Stay," and "Stop licking the poor boy,"
Amadeus took a second to whisper something in Zelda's ear. She perked up, and
blinked at whatever he said, starting to whisper something back. Talien took
note of this, and figured out for himself what was being said. He glanced back,
and saw Damodred letting Rei dry his face off on her sleeve- her shoulder, to
be more specific.
He glanced
back, and the two were still whispering to each other. Zelda was visibly
blushing, and looked about to giggle a little at whatever Amadeus had
suggested. He was giving her a grin of some sort. The queen turned back to the
other three, waiting for the confusion to die down.
"My
Lady, if I may ask what is so amusing," Talien asked innocently, already
pretty sure of what she was going to say.
"The
Lord Amadeus just suggested," She blinked a bit while responding,
"That I invite the three of you to the Royal Ball, and ask Rei to be my
companion for the dance."
Silence
descended utterly on the room. Talien simply grinned like a proud daddy.
Strangely, Amadeus mimicked the exact expression. Rei, who was still confused,
embarrassed, frazzled, and beslobbered by a dog, blinked once or twice.
"Me?"
Was all that he was able to say after roughly a minute and a half. Damodred had
gotten busily to work, glancing between
him and the queen and looking more confused each second, before getting a
rather cruel smirk on her face.
"I
believe that's who she meant, Rei," She thought for a moment of adding a
'Dear' to the end of that sentence, but decided against it.
"Wow..."
Rei began to comment, then shook his head, regaining his bearings. For a
moment, much of his life flashed through his eyes. "I'm... I'm beyond grateful...
You're asking me?"
Zelda
simply nodded, awaiting his response.
"I...
accept?" He blinked, very confusedly. Rei's mind was now occupied with one
thing: How not to totally muck this opportunity up. It was only after everyone
was dismissed, and the three were being shown their rooms when Rei realized the
next problem: He did not know how to dance.
***
The first
difficulty with not knowing how to dance is finding someone who not only does,
but is also willing to teach. And considering that Rei didn't exactly know
anybody at the castle, this was indeed a very difficult task.
"Hey,
Talien, do you know how to..." Rei started to ask him.
"Haven't
danced in twenty years," Talien absently commented, busily unpacking Rei's
clothing and hanging it up, thinking of which suit to smoothen out for the
ball.
"Damodred,
do you..."
"No, I
told you," She replied annoyedly, glancing over Rei and determining how to
fix his hair for the ball. "I don't like catfish."
"What?"
Rei blinked, confusedly.
"It
tastes muddy." She commented, giving the back of his hair a short tug.
"Nah, we'll leave it this way. It looks better long."
"That
wasn't what I was asking." Rei gave a strange look- although, since she
was behind him, he couldn't give her the look, but it was the thought
that counted. "I mean, do you..."
"No, I
don't sunbathe."
"That's
not what I was asking!"
"Then
what were you asking?" She peered over at his face, giving him an odd
look. "Whether I know how to dance, and if I'm willing to teach you?"
Rei just
groaned.
"And
the answer is yes," She replied to his groan, smirking a bit. "I'll
give you a quick lesson just before the ball- you've got a couple of days, so
don't worry about it right now."
"Really?"
He blinked, smiling. "You'll teach me? Thanks!"
"I
said, don't worry about it! Now, about your hair..."
***