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Alanna is not pleased.
Not only has it turned into the worst, gods-cursed winter in recent memory, but Jonathan had ordered her to travel in it.
He'd best have a good reason.
She knows it's not an emergency; that would have been acceptable. It's a meeting of some sort, she believes, and that is most certainly not. Whatever his purpose, she'd made sure not to arrive even a minute early. Time to put on formal dress, naturally, but this moment here in his private antechamber adjoining the audience room will be their first conversation since his summons.
And she intends to begin it in an appropriate manner.
"I'll have you know that my family and I could be enjoying the Great Southern Desert right now," she snaps after marching through the open door. "This better be good."
Not only has it turned into the worst, gods-cursed winter in recent memory, but Jonathan had ordered her to travel in it.
He'd best have a good reason.
She knows it's not an emergency; that would have been acceptable. It's a meeting of some sort, she believes, and that is most certainly not. Whatever his purpose, she'd made sure not to arrive even a minute early. Time to put on formal dress, naturally, but this moment here in his private antechamber adjoining the audience room will be their first conversation since his summons.
And she intends to begin it in an appropriate manner.
"I'll have you know that my family and I could be enjoying the Great Southern Desert right now," she snaps after marching through the open door. "This better be good."