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King Random of Amber, feeling decidedly unkinglike, is sitting on a couch with a cup of coffee and a cigarette, pouring over his father's old books and looking at records of diplomatic relations with Rebma over the past few thousand years. His father kept good records, he'll give him that. This is the first time he's been allowed to look at them; princes are generally told 'hands off.'
He is doing this carefully, so as not to drop ash on them and go up in a pillar of flame. That would rather be a shame.
Though it would solve the problem of having to meet with Moire next month very nicely.
He is doing this carefully, so as not to drop ash on them and go up in a pillar of flame. That would rather be a shame.
Though it would solve the problem of having to meet with Moire next month very nicely.