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TLoS: UAA 32: Bridges* * *
Greywater was indeed a rather good host, and Ddraigtanto was rather impressed by him. It had her thinking; had things have been different, they could've been good allies to one another, or perhaps even good friends. He held a little too tightly onto his realm's purse strings for her liking, and yet spending large amounts of money on his own palace and well-being. She wouldn't mind so much if he was more generous to those beneath him.
...And yet, something about him compelled her. He seemed genuinely chivalrous, in a way long since considered dead, and this resonated with Ddraig, for these were values she held quite closely herself. He was gentleman, with a strong bond to law, justice and honour, which was probably the only thing which stopped him from declaring war or killing her already; although it wasn't the only thing stopping Ddraig from simply arresting him...
Greywater had informed the venue where he intended to conduct his 'talks' with Ddraig of his i
TLoS: UAA 31: A Study In Grey...* * *
...Greywater didn't do things by halves, and his palace was a fine example of that. The outer city was clean and orderly, with Greywater's flag of the dark griffon seal upon gold and black hung from every lamppost in the city, with black and gold buntings and banners hung over the roads between buildings.
At the heart of this was the palace. The building sat in the centre of a very rich region of the city where his lesser nobles and rich allies had built large, walled residences with the blessing of the Dutch lord. The area also saw home to the official residence of the Mayor of Greywater City; it was a purely ceremonial title given to the person whom Alexander gave the work of managing the rebel capital; Greywater's palace was more than twice the size of the home, which itself was very large.
Inside, it was clear that Greywater's palace was inspired by American architecture. The rotunda and grand staircase of the main hall were an almost carbon copy of those
TLoS: UAA 29: The Art of The Dress...* * *
Ddraig slept for what felt like a week. She'd been quite busy for days, and so to finally be finished, or at least closer to finishing, was a massive relief for her. There was still a lot of work to do, but the pressure was off, at least for now.
She awoke a little late for her liking. The weather was fairly good, and she found herself in a strangely good mood, which was unusual for her as of late. Still, she remembered a decision she came to yesterday: She was going to see The Tailor, and hoped to try to patch up bridges.
As the dragon queen set off for the Cavalier and Canter, a realisation dawned slowly in the back of her mind while she flew through the clear Warfang sky: In all honesty, she really should be going to see Cystal first, after all, she was more important to Ddraig than The Tailor, and she and the frost dragoness used to be in love. However, Ddraig just couldn't face it today, but she knew she couldn't procrastinate on it forever. She'd find t
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