An Exercise in Diplomacy

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Allexar Nova

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An Exercise in Diplomacy
« on: May 13, 2018, 08:33:23 PM »

Allexar had been pacing his office for some time now, his paperwork left in the wake of his anxiety. This whole business of sending representatives to Dhemlan had him in a flap. He wasn't keen on the idea of sending a Queen into the clutches of a nation who had long been their enemy, even if she had an escort with her. Was it really a smart move to risk a Queen and a good escort for such a small possibility of peace. Queens were so precious and good ones even more so.

He wanted to voice his concerns to his Queen, but he didn't think she would listen, having brokered the whole idea herself. Still was he a Warlord Prince or a mouse? He was the steward of this court and the welfare of all of its members fell under his purview. So his mind made up he left his pacing (a good thing too as the carpet was beginning to wear thin) and went off in search of the Queen. Perhaps he could persuade her to choose another candidate, surely a Warlord Prince or Prince could be found that would be willing and able to play the part of the diplomat on Dhemlanese soil. Surely they didn't have to risk a Queen.

Then there was the added trouble of hosting Dhemlanese diplomats themselves, though that concerned him less than the thought of a Queen of theirs so far from all home and with little protection.
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Ilithian

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Re: An Exercise in Diplomacy
« Reply #1 on: May 14, 2018, 06:39:17 PM »

Ilithian was pouting. All of her people were in a tizzy about this latest Dhemlan business. Cranky and upset with her for making a decision she didn’t even think needed justifying. Worse still not a single one had come to her for an explanation! They were all off sulking or seething in private. So she sat alone in the small courtyard attached to the residential wing of the eyrie.

Bare feet tucked in the grass she sat on the ground instead of on the bench. Her wings skirting the wooden seat. Knees drawn up for her arms to slink around. Bottom lip drawn out.

”Congratulations,” She scoffed, voice chipper and singsong despite her obvious annoyance. ”You get to be the first to fuss. No ones had the balls yet.” Ilithian was no battle hardened veteran of the war. She relied on advisors for raid planning, but she could tough out a skirmish as well as anyone else in the eyrie.

So the scowl she leveled on her steward was not as threatening as some might have expected. But she wasn't afraid to remind him, or anyone else, just who was queen. ”I've got a thousand arguments ready, so I hope you've thought yours through.”

Allexar Nova

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Re: An Exercise in Diplomacy
« Reply #2 on: May 15, 2018, 10:36:21 PM »
A steady gaze from her steward met that of the Queen. Allexar was ready for the battlefield. Though unlike many of his brothers his battles more often than not were fought with logic and reason as opposed to brute force and steel. He was dressed casually having not been anticipating any formal events that day, His white shirt was buttoned at the front, and his soft pants were free from creases and he wore shoes upon his feet. So he was not really that imposing to behold, other than his natural presence and height.
It was perhaps for the best he didn't want his Queen to feel threatened by him, the women in this court had been through enough without him bullying them. He merely wished to be heard so he took great care in levelling his temper before he began his address to the Queen.

"I'll have to hold that one up on the others for later," he began with a joke. Always a good way to break the ice and hopefully reduce the stress he could feel emanating from his Queen. She had been anticipating one of her males would approach her about Dhemlan, so it seemed he got to be the bad guy today.

"I want you to reconsider sending the lady Florian to Askavi"

There.

It was out, plain as day. He said what all the other males in the court were likely thinking.
"I think it is too dangerous to send her to Dhemlan, even with Casivar to escort her.  The potential for harm I feel is too great. There are many factions within Dhemlan that will be opposed to their presence and with enemies on all sides, is it worth the life of a good Queen when a Prince or Warlord Prince from your court may do the job just as well?"

He left his question for her to answer. He remained standing for the moment, though as there conversation paused and he looked down at his Queen, he gave in, forgetting his pride and remembering his stature even more so from his standing height and how threatening that could be. He knelt to the ground so as to accommodate his wings. Hoping again to defer some of the threat he could perhaps be inferred by his body language, standing while she was seated.

Ilithian

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Re: An Exercise in Diplomacy
« Reply #3 on: May 17, 2018, 09:57:10 AM »

Everyone in Ilithian’s court had been carefully considered for their contracts. One by one she had built a First Circle that she could trust. Of them all, Allexar Nova was the newest. No less beloved, because that was just Ilithian’s way. She wanted a home where she, and all her people, could feel safe. That started with a trustworthy Triangle. To be blunt, she refused to fear anyone, ever again.

In Allexar’s case ambition had been the deciding factor. Ilithian knew that Allexar did not lack it. But he also did not harbor it in the old ways. Some would have it called tradition. She called it subjugation. Of the few that qualified at all, he was the only one that wanted the position for what it was, and not what it used to be.

He had her respect, if not all of her trust just yet. So it wasn’t fear that made her hesitate before answering. It was the edge of her own temper. The delicate dance between appeasing her males and reassuring them. As a woman she had too much affection for them all to be angry. But as a Queen all her instinct itching to snap him down for daring to require she justify her decision.

”No.” She said gently when he had finished speaking. ”I won’t reconsider, because I spent half the winter considering every option before deciding.” Turning as he took his knees she propped an elbow on the bench seat. Head leaning to rest on her balled fist. ”I don’t think any male will do just as well as a queen.”

Wing rustling as she tucked them tighter she studied his face. Biting her tongue on the fact that he would even suggest such a thing. She was sure he didn’t mean it as an insult. It was just the cultural stain of Old Askavi. ”A prince or warlord prince would be expendable. Not only to us, but to Dhemlan too. If things goes badly they wouldn’t think twice before killing a male. But a queen? Even in Dhemlan its taboo to kill a queen.”

Her eyebrows strained towards the bridge of her nose. Eyes waiting to see if he understood or if she needed to go on. In her excitement with the hope for a peaceful resolution she hadn’t even considered that others wouldn’t see what she found obvious.

Allexar Nova

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Re: An Exercise in Diplomacy
« Reply #4 on: May 17, 2018, 12:11:24 PM »
Allexar had to hold back the sigh of exasperation that was threatening to escape him, causing a slight change in his expression. The unfamiliar might think he was suffering a stomach upset. He had expected Ilithian's No. But he wasn't about to go down without a fight. However he hadn't expected to understand her point of view, even when everything in him, every instinct and thousands of years of inherited culture and tradition, both learned from his own people and from the many pieces of literature he had pursued in his time upon the matter, was screaming at him to make sure that a Queen wasn't at risk.

It was hard-wired in Warlord Princes to serve females, and more so to serve a Queen. Instinct drove them to need the soothing presence that only that caste held. Some Warlord Princes were able to restrain themselves better than others. Some needed their Queens more. It was hard for those most in touch and in need of their Queen to oppose her, even when it was for her own good. He supposed as the newest member of this court, his bond with Ilithian wasn't perhaps as strong on an instinctual level and perhaps that was why he was facing this battlefield today when the rest of the males cowered in their rooms. 

All of this made it hard for him to find a logical argument that she would accept when all he wanted to do was scream at her, NO! and then send a male in Florian's place.

A deep breath helped to calm this instinct before he tried a more reasonable approach, though the gravel of his temper perhaps showed now in his tone. A product of the battle.

"It is because males are expendable that they should be sent, Do you think Dhemlan will send a Queen to us for some diplomatic farce? I don't. They know the worth of a Queen as well as we do. Here that caste is not always the protection it once was, You know that better than most. How are we to know how much worth the perceived value of a Queen will have in Dhemlan, for a foreign Queen from at best a  neutral neighbour, at worst a bitter enemy? To some, it may be worth the stain of an assassination to free our influence from their shores." Allexar's hands tensed on his thighs and the vein in his neck pulsed visibly as he made his argument, the only physical signs of the emotional strain of this conversation.

It was hard not to think of how this opposition might affect the newly forming relationship between him and his Queen. He didn't want to be the steward that was constantly opposing his Queen, they were supposed to be a unit to work together to fix Askavi.

"Don't get me, wrong Lady, I fully see the potential value an envoy to Dhemlan may hold for us, but the risks are great for whomever you send. It is part of our duty of care to consider every possibility and make sure the decisions made are the right ones. To make sure the envoy is prepared for the worst-case scenario. Does Lady Florian have any martial training? I'm afraid I do not know her well, and it's not mentioned in any files that have crossed my desk of late."

He decided perhaps another approach was needed if he couldn't dissuade Ilithian with the threat of losing a Queen, perhaps he could show why that particular Queen wasn't the right choice.  Then perhaps shift her choices toward a more suitable... Male candidate.

Ilithian

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Re: An Exercise in Diplomacy
« Reply #5 on: May 20, 2018, 01:10:38 PM »

”I know the worth of queens in Dhemlan because they are ruled by queens there, and always have been. Why would they send one of theirs here when queens have been systematically broken and subjugated in Askavi for centuries? That would be madness. You can’t compare the two scenarios. It’s like apples to oranges.” Anger crept up into Ilithian’s voice. Plaintive and nearly accusational. A reality that she had nearly lived coloring her personal opinion for a moment before she regained her temper. ”Some might rightly argue an Eyrien queen is safer in Dhemlan than among her own race.”

It was wrong though, to blame men like Allexar for the misdeeds of their ancestors.

With a deep breath she reached for his knee. Her tidy craftwork pooling along the ground around them. The calm of her touch working for them both. He was a logical man despite his caste. Ilithian soothed herself in knowing she only had to help him to see her reasoning. That was a task she could accomplish.

Then she could let Allexar lay that same reasoning on the rest of them. Keep a crowd from beating down her door with their opinions on the matter. ”We have never had an opportunity like this before, Allex!” She crooned, fingers working circles at his knee. Power surging to keep them both from getting too emotional. ”To deal with Lady Choe directly.”

His doubts of Florian would be easily dispelled at least. ”There are few files or notes on the lady. She is not that sort of queen. If her jewels could match my own it is very likely you would be sitting across from her right now instead of me.” As a girl Ilithian had listened wide eyes to tales of the wild queen in the forests around the Khaldaron run. ”Florian is not a soldier, but she is a tactician. Many of the soldiers on the frontlines were devoted to her. She ran an entire village of guerilla fighters in Mellavi Province before I was even born.”

Reclining back slightly she rested her arms in her lap again. Bare toes wiggling. ”Her escort, Lord Casivar is a seasoned warrior, though. He was even at the Final Battle.” Her fingers itched to reach out and smooth Allexar’s hair. To pet and coddle because she couldn’t do that for them all. Giving in to the need so smoothed her hands over his knee again. ”To be frank, no one else has the experience to handle peace talks without letting them turn into negotiations. And a queen would be held hostage before outright murdered. A hostage can be rescued. The death of an expendable male would leave us with one less warrior for the fighting that would follow such an act.”

Allexar Nova

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Re: An Exercise in Diplomacy
« Reply #6 on: May 26, 2018, 03:46:11 AM »
Allexar was silent for a time as he considered his Queen's responses. Her arguments were sound, more and more he was realizing that his own was based out of personal biases and his own innate need to simply protect Queens and the women foremost in his life, but by extension in his homeland. It was a hard thing to admit, however, his own pride and ego coming into play.
Was it really such a failure though to lose a battle such as this, or did it indeed show a greater strength of character to know when his emotions had overcome his logic and concede?

He could think of no further arguments and knew there was no point in reiterating what he had already said. Though he did not yet feel completely reassured of the lady Florian's safety once she left Askavi's borders.
"Might i ask that the Lady Florian undertake some basic self-defense training before she leaves for Dhemlan, I feel it would be in her own best interest should she be separated from her escort and would help lay my own, and I'm sure the other males of the courts, mind at ease knowing should it come to that the lady has further protection than her jewels may afford her in her own knowledge and skills."

This subtle reminder that he was not the only male the lady would have to convince of her plan served to help him achieve something of a compromise. A small win he hoped in this battle in order to save his Pride.

Ilithian

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Re: An Exercise in Diplomacy
« Reply #7 on: June 02, 2018, 04:34:05 PM »

Restless Ilithian plucked at the threads of her layered skirts. Wings rustling over one another in annoyance. What good would fighting do Florian? It was more likely to bring about a swift end. Or at least that was this queen’s opinion. There was no point in dwelling on it. No point arguing either. She wouldn’t change her mind. No matter how many boyos lined up to insist she should. Instead she decided to wring this one for all the attention the others weren’t giving her today. ”Come, Prince, walk with me.” In one bend of the knee she stood up. Not quickly or with intended poise. No, it was the naturalness with which she moved that made her graceful. Arm slipping through Allexar’s she set them on a leisurely stroll down the path.

Ilithian’s garden was not pretty. There were few flowers and even fewer useless greeneries. Any square inch not occupied by fruits and vegetables was blooming with lemongrass. It’s potent scent crisp in the spring air. Gardens were hard to grow out of stone. So Ilithian made sure that hers was a practical space. Dirt by the bucketful flown up from the fertile valley below.

It was that same valley she was meandering towards. Allex’s arm gripped kindly, but firmly so that he couldn’t slink away. ”There’s another matter to discuss regarding Florian’s appointment as our ambassador to Dhemlan.” She looked up at her Steward through thick black lashes. The rims of her golden pupils almost brown. ”She expects me to send one of my apprentices to govern the province while she’s gone. In fact, she’s already decided that only Itzelian will do.”

Which was a whole host of issues Ilithian would have to solve on her own. Allexar might be able to give her a hand with some of it though. ”I’ll need suggestions on who to send as her escort, and at least two guards. Arrangements will have to be made to see Florian safely to the border, and Itzelian to Mellavi as well.” And transportation agreements seemed like exactly the sort of work a Steward liked to dig into.

Allexar Nova

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Re: An Exercise in Diplomacy
« Reply #8 on: June 16, 2018, 11:51:58 AM »
Somehow Allexar always felt like a duck next to Ilithian's agile mountain cat, all webbed feet and flapping wings.  His rising was awkward, one long leg unfolding and then the other, his wings flared for balance as he awkwardly returned to standing. Though he was quickly whisked away into walking by his Queen and had little time to dwell on such things. A privately nervous man he filed this particular thing away to obsess about later.

He always enjoyed these little moments he was able to spend with Ilithian, though the talk was usually of business of one sort or another it was private time with his Queen that no other could intrude upon. As a Warlord Prince he needed these little moments and innocent contacts, the feel of her hand upon his arm and her smile helped to sooth away the battlefield, calm the Warlord Prince. This was one reason he served Illithian, she understood a Warlord Princes need.. even when he didn't state it himself.

Allexar listened with interest as Illithian explained her next point of business, a related but different topic to their heated discussion from moments ago. She was cunning this Queen of his, changing the topic without committing to anything. Allexar made a mental note to broach the topic of self defense with her again at a later time, perhaps with some support from the other males in the court and a group of ladies to train instead of just the Lady Florian, his idea might hold a little more weight.

Allexar took a moment to consider Illi's request, Escorts for Itzellian wouldn't be volunteering left and right, the little Queenling was known for having a sharp tongue and a sharper temper.
"I doubt you will have many jump to the cause if you put out an open call for guards to escort her, those who have dealt with her will know better, those who haven't I wouldn't let near her. " 

Silence again fell as they turned a corner on the stoned pathway they followed through the Queen's garden
"Perhaps... Mornivar, he can be trusted to protect her." he stopped himself before he added even if Itzellian wouldn't let him bed her

Ilithian

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Re: An Exercise in Diplomacy
« Reply #9 on: June 19, 2018, 11:29:44 AM »

Perhaps Allexar was not as light on his feet as his frame and penchant for fine suits suggested he should be. Ilithian did not notice. Decades in the war camps made her blind to the clunkiness of warriors. And more attuned to their inner natures. Their potentially fatal need to protect and serve.

For a warlord prince her steward was particularly docile. A trait she appreciated. There were many wounded hearts and broken tempers in Askavi. Right here in their very eyrie. Having a triangle she could rely on to control themselves a majority of the time gave her leave to soothe and fix and help heal.

The stones under her bare feet were cool and smooth. Garden radiating with residual calming craft. Ilithian so used to pouring it out a bit always seemed to float around wherever she was. Ripening vegetables painted in it from the hours she spent tending each patch of plants. It made her want to skip or lay down in the tall bits of lemongrass with a blade to chew on.

Since she was doing queenly things she refrained. Forcing herself to pay attention as Allexar’s turn to respond came. She even managed to quiet her giggle over poor darling Itzy’s feisty reputation. Patting his arm she shrugged, ”No I don’t suppose there will be volunteers. I trust the Guard will work it out among themselves. Only the escort need deal with her really. I just want some of our people there in case things don’t go as planned. I’m not familiar with most of Florian’s court.”

And she had no intentions of losing one of her charges. They may have been close in age, but Itzelian came to Ilithian for guidance, protection, and mentorship. Everyone felt like Ilithian’s responsibility these days, but the apprentice queens more so than most.

They rounded a bend in their little walk. It opened up to another bench. This one wooden rather than cut from stone. Warmer, she thought, but she didn’t sit. Walked passed it to the low parapet that enclosed the wide terrace. Beyond a steep drop that ended in a deep lake. Somewhere beneath their feet a waterfall cascaded down to supply it with water. It was a stunning scene, especially the village tucked beside the lake. In the distance, across the valley The Keep loomed from its high peak.

”Yes. Mornivar is a good choice. He’s vain enough to die trying to keep her safe, and persistent enough not to let her hissing turn him off.” In every sense of the term. She smiled wickedly at the wordplay, watching Allexar from the corner of her eyes. One hand abandoning his arm so her fingers could dance over the gravely surface of weathered stone. After a moment she returned to their previous topic with a fresh idea. ”Perhaps you should visit the Lady Florian for yourself, I think meeting her would abate some of your fears. No one will ever be completely comfortable with this exchange. But I can’t see a way forward without open lines of communication. Not one that doesn’t end in deaths that might be preventable.”

Allexar Nova

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Re: An Exercise in Diplomacy
« Reply #10 on: June 30, 2018, 10:54:40 AM »
As they walked Allexar took little notice of the garden, his attention more centred on his Queen. He would agree it was a pleasant space but he wasn't the type that dwelt too long on the pleasures of nature, he was almost always busy with affairs of court or pursuing his own training or interests, gardening wasn't one.

However the soft smell of the lemongrass and the tranquillity of the space didn't escape him completely, he felt their effects though he didn't consciously note them. Much like the effect Ilithian had on him, it wasn't always something he noted, it was just there, soothing and chaining the beast within him.
" A smart decision," he commented on her assessment. "You can never be sure how an established court will react to a change in leadership, however temporary."

Allexar couldn't quite stifle the chuckle that followed Ilithian's comment on Mornivar's character, it would seem they both carried certain opinions of the Warlord Prince.  Mirth still present in his voice he commented.

"I'll draw up the documents for the assignment. Make sure all our records are current and all that other boring paperwork things" Perhaps a secretary might be a good idea, someone to help carry the burden of record keeping for the court... Allexar filed that thought away under "Useful idea's for later" Secretaries were often hard to find in Askavi, Book-keeping was not a very celebrated skill amongst the Eyrien people.

"That might be a good idea, a short visit would certainly help allay my fears and I hope my voice can help you persuade the others." He turned to the Queen than with a playful grin, "But would you be able to do without me that long? I mean who would draw up all those pesky reports, transfers and requisitions?"

Ilithian

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Re: An Exercise in Diplomacy
« Reply #11 on: July 06, 2018, 09:04:56 PM »

”Better to be safe than sorry.” Ilithian replied to his compliment. When it came to reciting facts and working with numbers she had never been called smart. Knowing what would grow best in a soil, or how to coax crops to double in size were not her strengths either. Her blood made all things blossom the way any queen’s would, but the land didn’t sing to her heart as it did for some. In understanding people though, she could humbly accept the word smart there.

It was important to her that Allexar, that all her court really, felt free to speak. Without censoring their words to spare her emotions or sensibilities. The problem sadly, was that most saw her as young and naive. Or worse, they feared firing up her temper. The larger her court got, the harder the dance became. Being accessible while still commanding respect was hard.

She was glad there were other people to do really complicated things. Like paperwork. It made her nose wrinkle in sympathy. How Allexar could enjoy it she would never understand. ”Better you than me, friend. All that reading and signature signing. I don’t know how you manage. I’d go mad.” Which, she supposed, was the reason for having a Steward to begin with.

”It’s settled then, you will have a visit with Florian and her court. That should also help me judge how worried I should over Itzelian being there relatively alone.” In some ways it worried her more, having her friend and apprentice away. Too far to reach if she needed quick assistance. Returning his smile Ilithian brushed a loose strand of hair from his shoulder. ”Oh, don’t worry about that.”

Peeking up at him with mischief etched on her lips she added, ”The paperwork will still be waiting when you get back.”

 

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