kawa~ inspiration #41
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Title~ Gold Coin Donation
Author~ Annarti
Disclaimer~ All mine, including random fortune telling chick
Notes~ kawa~ inspiration 41. Manipulative little thing, isn't she? X3
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“Would Nolryn obligingly loan Lynnlita a gold coin, please?”
The prince blinked. “Why would you need one?”
Lynnlita smiled bashfully. “Lynnlita would like to have her fortune read, and she left her purse indoors.”
Nol opened his mouth to say something, then closed it again, frowning, before trying again. “I understand the leaving your purse inside, but why would you pay a full gold piece to have your fortune read? On second thought, why would you pay anything to have it read?”
The younger princess pouted indignantly. “Nolryn should not criticise other religions. Lynnlita doesn’t criticise Raykin’s.”
“Really? I do.”
Lynnlita’s frown melted into confusion, then she shook her head, rich brown curls bouncing with the movement. “Does Nolryn have a gold piece or not?”
The prince thumbed at his remaining gold piece. He’d been planning on buying some new arrows with that from the Kazinians participating in the tournament. The northern kingdom didn’t know a lot, but they made better arrows that most places in Ni-Yana.
“Where’s the fortune teller?” he asked finally.
Lynnlita grinned and pointed to a small stall nestled between a shop selling pottery and one displaying Llayan embroidery works. At first glance the stall appeared to be selling precious silks, but the variety of jewels and tied bunches of herbs instantly put the owner in the debatable position of selling fortunes.
Nol pocketed his gold piece and instead drew out a piece of silver as he made his way to the stall, draped with dark silks that sparkled with silver threads woven into them. Evidently fortunes were a profitable business in Llayad.
“This gentleman would like the fortunes of his lady fair read,” the prince began formally, placing his silver piece carefully on the deep violet-draped table. “Is a silver piece sufficient funding for such a request?”
The woman, swathed in the same silks as her stall, smiled pleasantly and drew her hands up under her chin to lean her elbows on the table. Her wrists and neck line glittered with assorted gemstones, though whether they were for luck or simply for adornment, Nol couldn’t say.
“Masalina regrets to say that for such a gentleman, a gold piece is required.” She gestured over his left shoulder.
Nol turned, expecting to see Lynnlita watching on, but there was nobody out of the ordinary amongst the crowd. He turned back, a confused frown on his face.
Masalina was smiling. “Perhaps sir misunderstood,” she said, gesturing again.
Nolryn turned again to look over his shoulder, still seeing nothing, then his eyes narrowed slightly and he looked at his shoulder. There were Raykinians who didn’t recognise the blue swirls and red dot of his royal insignia, and yet this Llayan fortune teller spotted and recognised them instantly?
Masalina’s smile broadened somewhat maliciously as the prince thumped his gold piece on the table, glaring back to where he had left Lynnlita.
She trotted over, grinning with innocent thanks as she seated herself in front of the fortune teller.
“You owe me a gold piece,” he muttered.
Author~ Annarti
Disclaimer~ All mine, including random fortune telling chick
Notes~ kawa~ inspiration 41. Manipulative little thing, isn't she? X3
“Would Nolryn obligingly loan Lynnlita a gold coin, please?”
The prince blinked. “Why would you need one?”
Lynnlita smiled bashfully. “Lynnlita would like to have her fortune read, and she left her purse indoors.”
Nol opened his mouth to say something, then closed it again, frowning, before trying again. “I understand the leaving your purse inside, but why would you pay a full gold piece to have your fortune read? On second thought, why would you pay anything to have it read?”
The younger princess pouted indignantly. “Nolryn should not criticise other religions. Lynnlita doesn’t criticise Raykin’s.”
“Really? I do.”
Lynnlita’s frown melted into confusion, then she shook her head, rich brown curls bouncing with the movement. “Does Nolryn have a gold piece or not?”
The prince thumbed at his remaining gold piece. He’d been planning on buying some new arrows with that from the Kazinians participating in the tournament. The northern kingdom didn’t know a lot, but they made better arrows that most places in Ni-Yana.
“Where’s the fortune teller?” he asked finally.
Lynnlita grinned and pointed to a small stall nestled between a shop selling pottery and one displaying Llayan embroidery works. At first glance the stall appeared to be selling precious silks, but the variety of jewels and tied bunches of herbs instantly put the owner in the debatable position of selling fortunes.
Nol pocketed his gold piece and instead drew out a piece of silver as he made his way to the stall, draped with dark silks that sparkled with silver threads woven into them. Evidently fortunes were a profitable business in Llayad.
“This gentleman would like the fortunes of his lady fair read,” the prince began formally, placing his silver piece carefully on the deep violet-draped table. “Is a silver piece sufficient funding for such a request?”
The woman, swathed in the same silks as her stall, smiled pleasantly and drew her hands up under her chin to lean her elbows on the table. Her wrists and neck line glittered with assorted gemstones, though whether they were for luck or simply for adornment, Nol couldn’t say.
“Masalina regrets to say that for such a gentleman, a gold piece is required.” She gestured over his left shoulder.
Nol turned, expecting to see Lynnlita watching on, but there was nobody out of the ordinary amongst the crowd. He turned back, a confused frown on his face.
Masalina was smiling. “Perhaps sir misunderstood,” she said, gesturing again.
Nolryn turned again to look over his shoulder, still seeing nothing, then his eyes narrowed slightly and he looked at his shoulder. There were Raykinians who didn’t recognise the blue swirls and red dot of his royal insignia, and yet this Llayan fortune teller spotted and recognised them instantly?
Masalina’s smile broadened somewhat maliciously as the prince thumped his gold piece on the table, glaring back to where he had left Lynnlita.
She trotted over, grinning with innocent thanks as she seated herself in front of the fortune teller.
“You owe me a gold piece,” he muttered.
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Date: 2005-04-25 09:07 am (UTC)(and did she payback in smex?)
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Date: 2005-04-25 09:13 am (UTC)