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[livebytheclub]

Alexander wakes up with a mild head ache and watery memories of the previous evening. More comes back to him as he reads the note on his bedside table. Well, he's made his desires clear and he's spoken to the relevant parties. All he can do now is make his best decision

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[fallenpips]

Soon after, Isadore appears, dressed in her usual training attire: long-sleeved shirt and yoga pants. Though it may be noted that instead of wearing her hair back in a tight bun at the nape of her neck, she's chosen to simply pull it back in a ponytail and let it hang.

She approaches unarmed, certain he'll tell her if there's training planned, if she's overstepped the lines and needs to arm herself. But for now, she simply presents herself to her King with a low bow. "My liege."

[livebytheclub]

He's dressed in loose cotton, already sweating lightly from an intensive regimen.

"Well, I'm not your liege yet, but I've asked you her to talk about that."

[fallenpips]

"I'm under your protection and living on your holdings. Semantics." She waves a hand to dismiss that conversation, looking at him expectantly. "What did you wish to discuss?"

[livebytheclub]

Dutiful but not subservient. Still speaking her mind. The best kind of subordinate. Well, best to get everything into the open.

"The terms of your admission into the Clubs. Entry at rank of 2. No challenges for a minimum probationary period of six months...but full welcome and membership.

I don't enjoy imposing those conditions, but they'll minimize internal security concerns and should smooth the transition."