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Adrestus gave Vasia a chuckle as she spoke to him, acting like what he did was absolutely nothing, because to him it wasn’t. It was his family’s event, he had a duty to make sure nothing went wrong. He nodded over to Lady Hebe, his eyes bright. “Hello,” He smiled brightly as Hebe spoke. “You like adventure too? We should talk later,” Mostly so he could see what kind of adventure she liked. He looked back to Vasia as he heard her speak more, and his body language was clear that he was open to the idea of telling Vasia stories. “Of course Lady Vasia, I would love to tell you about my travels once we have time to do so.” He had a lot, too, considering how long he had been traveling. He caught Vasia’s comment about Antonis ships, and he narrowed his eyes over to her.
“The Antonis ship? You haven’t seen our ships, have you?” He winked over to her, throwing her playful rivalry back at the Lady. He grinned back to Elysia, who had locked arms with him. He thanked her when she offered her wine, and his eyes flickered to the ship she gestured towards. “Oh, the best one?” He raised his voice so that the others could hear, still keeping the rivalry between all of them. He shook his head and shrugged. “I don’t know if I will win, but I enjoy the thrill of competition.” If he lost to Antonis though… well, he might not let that go. He certainly wouldn’t hear the end of it from the family, he was sure of it. He took a sip of the wine before listening as the others talk. He felt a bit more comfortable around them, and he wondered what it would like to be around Athenian nobles more often. He usually kept to himself, and, well, if everything worked as they were supposed to, he’d be taking his father’s place, which would mean…
And then the competition started. Adrestus stood straighter, eager already to see the outcome. Adrestus made it to his seat, settling in to watch the ships go by. He didn’t really mind if he didn’t win, but he’d be lying to himself if he said he didn’t hope for it. His smile grew as his ship passed, decorated from top to bottom. He looked over to Vasia, and cuffed his hand around his mouth. “What do you think?” He called over to the Antonis woman, his eyes playful. As more ships passed through, Adrestus sighed. The sailor rubbed his chin, and to no one in particular, spoke, “Well, I guess it’d be in bad taste to vote for my own, wouldn’t it?” His voice was loud enough to carry, so anyone around would hear it. Glancing over to Lady Elysia, he threw out his vote for the ship of Arcana. He could have voted for his own ship, but he thought it would be interesting to see the reactions of others when he hadn’t. Plus, it wasn’t like he was going to let any with royal blood win at the Nikolaos party. It’d be too easy…
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Adrestus gave Vasia a chuckle as she spoke to him, acting like what he did was absolutely nothing, because to him it wasn’t. It was his family’s event, he had a duty to make sure nothing went wrong. He nodded over to Lady Hebe, his eyes bright. “Hello,” He smiled brightly as Hebe spoke. “You like adventure too? We should talk later,” Mostly so he could see what kind of adventure she liked. He looked back to Vasia as he heard her speak more, and his body language was clear that he was open to the idea of telling Vasia stories. “Of course Lady Vasia, I would love to tell you about my travels once we have time to do so.” He had a lot, too, considering how long he had been traveling. He caught Vasia’s comment about Antonis ships, and he narrowed his eyes over to her.
“The Antonis ship? You haven’t seen our ships, have you?” He winked over to her, throwing her playful rivalry back at the Lady. He grinned back to Elysia, who had locked arms with him. He thanked her when she offered her wine, and his eyes flickered to the ship she gestured towards. “Oh, the best one?” He raised his voice so that the others could hear, still keeping the rivalry between all of them. He shook his head and shrugged. “I don’t know if I will win, but I enjoy the thrill of competition.” If he lost to Antonis though… well, he might not let that go. He certainly wouldn’t hear the end of it from the family, he was sure of it. He took a sip of the wine before listening as the others talk. He felt a bit more comfortable around them, and he wondered what it would like to be around Athenian nobles more often. He usually kept to himself, and, well, if everything worked as they were supposed to, he’d be taking his father’s place, which would mean…
And then the competition started. Adrestus stood straighter, eager already to see the outcome. Adrestus made it to his seat, settling in to watch the ships go by. He didn’t really mind if he didn’t win, but he’d be lying to himself if he said he didn’t hope for it. His smile grew as his ship passed, decorated from top to bottom. He looked over to Vasia, and cuffed his hand around his mouth. “What do you think?” He called over to the Antonis woman, his eyes playful. As more ships passed through, Adrestus sighed. The sailor rubbed his chin, and to no one in particular, spoke, “Well, I guess it’d be in bad taste to vote for my own, wouldn’t it?” His voice was loud enough to carry, so anyone around would hear it. Glancing over to Lady Elysia, he threw out his vote for the ship of Arcana. He could have voted for his own ship, but he thought it would be interesting to see the reactions of others when he hadn’t. Plus, it wasn’t like he was going to let any with royal blood win at the Nikolaos party. It’d be too easy…
Adrestus gave Vasia a chuckle as she spoke to him, acting like what he did was absolutely nothing, because to him it wasn’t. It was his family’s event, he had a duty to make sure nothing went wrong. He nodded over to Lady Hebe, his eyes bright. “Hello,” He smiled brightly as Hebe spoke. “You like adventure too? We should talk later,” Mostly so he could see what kind of adventure she liked. He looked back to Vasia as he heard her speak more, and his body language was clear that he was open to the idea of telling Vasia stories. “Of course Lady Vasia, I would love to tell you about my travels once we have time to do so.” He had a lot, too, considering how long he had been traveling. He caught Vasia’s comment about Antonis ships, and he narrowed his eyes over to her.
“The Antonis ship? You haven’t seen our ships, have you?” He winked over to her, throwing her playful rivalry back at the Lady. He grinned back to Elysia, who had locked arms with him. He thanked her when she offered her wine, and his eyes flickered to the ship she gestured towards. “Oh, the best one?” He raised his voice so that the others could hear, still keeping the rivalry between all of them. He shook his head and shrugged. “I don’t know if I will win, but I enjoy the thrill of competition.” If he lost to Antonis though… well, he might not let that go. He certainly wouldn’t hear the end of it from the family, he was sure of it. He took a sip of the wine before listening as the others talk. He felt a bit more comfortable around them, and he wondered what it would like to be around Athenian nobles more often. He usually kept to himself, and, well, if everything worked as they were supposed to, he’d be taking his father’s place, which would mean…
And then the competition started. Adrestus stood straighter, eager already to see the outcome. Adrestus made it to his seat, settling in to watch the ships go by. He didn’t really mind if he didn’t win, but he’d be lying to himself if he said he didn’t hope for it. His smile grew as his ship passed, decorated from top to bottom. He looked over to Vasia, and cuffed his hand around his mouth. “What do you think?” He called over to the Antonis woman, his eyes playful. As more ships passed through, Adrestus sighed. The sailor rubbed his chin, and to no one in particular, spoke, “Well, I guess it’d be in bad taste to vote for my own, wouldn’t it?” His voice was loud enough to carry, so anyone around would hear it. Glancing over to Lady Elysia, he threw out his vote for the ship of Arcana. He could have voted for his own ship, but he thought it would be interesting to see the reactions of others when he hadn’t. Plus, it wasn’t like he was going to let any with royal blood win at the Nikolaos party. It’d be too easy…
Vasia gave a smile to the Lord Adrestus as he welcomed Hebe in a gracious manner, and directed l an almost imperceptible nod toward her young charge when the girl answered appropriately. It was all part and parcel of attending such events, and given the less formal nature of this particular one, a wonderful opportunity for Hebe to meet some of the fellow Athenian nobles even though she was too young to be officially presented at court.
The Antonis blonde turned back to the Nikolaos Lord, her gaze shifting briefly between him and the wife of the spymaster. She had not missed the way Elysia’s grip had tightened as if she feared her escort was about to be poached. Vasia ignored it, having no such need to deprive the woman of her companion.
“Indeed, my Lord, I can imagine you will be kept quite busy today. But perhaps when you are next in the capital you will call upon us and tell us of your travels”
To the woman, she gave a nod, her lips pressed together in a brittle sort of smile. “Ah. Yes, you have marked my brother well there. He can sometimes take things a little too seriously, so I’m quite sure he will have retreated to nurse his pride. Never mind that. We shall have to just cheer extra loudly for those Antonis ships, Hebe, to make up for Mateos’ absence. And of course to drown out those cheers for other, lesser, entries” With a mischievous glance towards Adrestus, Vasia tucked her arm through that of her younger cousin and moved to find them a spot in the area reserved for the nobility to judge from.
Ensuring that she found a seat from which her younger cousin would have an adequate view through means of gentle persuasion, Vasia settled next to her and quietly pointed out the ships that passed and which House they were associated with. Pleased that the Antonis entry was both celebratory in its presentation and yet not gaudy as some of the other entries could be described as, Vasia nevertheless clapped politely for all as they sailed past. When it came to the golden discs arriving and the point of passing their own vote, she let the younger girl decide for them both, assuming Hebe would be of sound mind enough to comprehend that choosing the Antonis ship would be ill form indeed.
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Vasia gave a smile to the Lord Adrestus as he welcomed Hebe in a gracious manner, and directed l an almost imperceptible nod toward her young charge when the girl answered appropriately. It was all part and parcel of attending such events, and given the less formal nature of this particular one, a wonderful opportunity for Hebe to meet some of the fellow Athenian nobles even though she was too young to be officially presented at court.
The Antonis blonde turned back to the Nikolaos Lord, her gaze shifting briefly between him and the wife of the spymaster. She had not missed the way Elysia’s grip had tightened as if she feared her escort was about to be poached. Vasia ignored it, having no such need to deprive the woman of her companion.
“Indeed, my Lord, I can imagine you will be kept quite busy today. But perhaps when you are next in the capital you will call upon us and tell us of your travels”
To the woman, she gave a nod, her lips pressed together in a brittle sort of smile. “Ah. Yes, you have marked my brother well there. He can sometimes take things a little too seriously, so I’m quite sure he will have retreated to nurse his pride. Never mind that. We shall have to just cheer extra loudly for those Antonis ships, Hebe, to make up for Mateos’ absence. And of course to drown out those cheers for other, lesser, entries” With a mischievous glance towards Adrestus, Vasia tucked her arm through that of her younger cousin and moved to find them a spot in the area reserved for the nobility to judge from.
Ensuring that she found a seat from which her younger cousin would have an adequate view through means of gentle persuasion, Vasia settled next to her and quietly pointed out the ships that passed and which House they were associated with. Pleased that the Antonis entry was both celebratory in its presentation and yet not gaudy as some of the other entries could be described as, Vasia nevertheless clapped politely for all as they sailed past. When it came to the golden discs arriving and the point of passing their own vote, she let the younger girl decide for them both, assuming Hebe would be of sound mind enough to comprehend that choosing the Antonis ship would be ill form indeed.
Vasia gave a smile to the Lord Adrestus as he welcomed Hebe in a gracious manner, and directed l an almost imperceptible nod toward her young charge when the girl answered appropriately. It was all part and parcel of attending such events, and given the less formal nature of this particular one, a wonderful opportunity for Hebe to meet some of the fellow Athenian nobles even though she was too young to be officially presented at court.
The Antonis blonde turned back to the Nikolaos Lord, her gaze shifting briefly between him and the wife of the spymaster. She had not missed the way Elysia’s grip had tightened as if she feared her escort was about to be poached. Vasia ignored it, having no such need to deprive the woman of her companion.
“Indeed, my Lord, I can imagine you will be kept quite busy today. But perhaps when you are next in the capital you will call upon us and tell us of your travels”
To the woman, she gave a nod, her lips pressed together in a brittle sort of smile. “Ah. Yes, you have marked my brother well there. He can sometimes take things a little too seriously, so I’m quite sure he will have retreated to nurse his pride. Never mind that. We shall have to just cheer extra loudly for those Antonis ships, Hebe, to make up for Mateos’ absence. And of course to drown out those cheers for other, lesser, entries” With a mischievous glance towards Adrestus, Vasia tucked her arm through that of her younger cousin and moved to find them a spot in the area reserved for the nobility to judge from.
Ensuring that she found a seat from which her younger cousin would have an adequate view through means of gentle persuasion, Vasia settled next to her and quietly pointed out the ships that passed and which House they were associated with. Pleased that the Antonis entry was both celebratory in its presentation and yet not gaudy as some of the other entries could be described as, Vasia nevertheless clapped politely for all as they sailed past. When it came to the golden discs arriving and the point of passing their own vote, she let the younger girl decide for them both, assuming Hebe would be of sound mind enough to comprehend that choosing the Antonis ship would be ill form indeed.
Elysia did not care a single wit about the ships but the crowd and the banter were great fun. She imagined her husband was somewhere around merely enduring this and that was fine. This was good for him and also a good way to move around mostly unnoticed and pick up bits of this and that conversation. Conversation that might seem and might even be insubstantial on its own but could connect dots to a map others didn’t even know existed. She smiled up at Adrestus as he called out to Lady Vasia and laughed a little.
“It’s not in bad taste to vote for your own,” she gave his arm the lightest of slaps and looked towards his ship. “Do it...if you don’t have confidence in your own ship, my lord, how can anyone else?” This, of course, was a tease and she knew that whatever she said, it wouldn’t sway him. He would vote however he felt, whether for his own handiwork or for the work of someone else - however it suited his morals.
He threw his vote for the Arcana ship and Elysia smiled up at him again, though her brow arched and her eyes narrowed. “You’re so good,” she told him. “I vote for Lord Adrestsus’s ship!” and then she grinned at him. “There. I will do for you what you would not do for yourself.”
Did she think his ship was truly better than any of the others? No. But it wasn’t any worse than the others, either. The real truth was she hadn’t toured enough of them to form the kind of opinion she’d have liked to. Lord Adrestsus’s ship was a fine example of a seafaring vessel and it deserved as much of a vote as any of the others. Besides, the lord had rendered a great service and his gallantry ought to be rewarded. She kept her arm looped into his and moved the two of them closer to where the principal people were standing.
“I do hope you win, my lord. It would be quite an honor and after what you did for Lady Daniil and Lord Mateos...I shouldn’t wonder if it didn’t materialize in some sort of meaningful gesture for you.”
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Elysia did not care a single wit about the ships but the crowd and the banter were great fun. She imagined her husband was somewhere around merely enduring this and that was fine. This was good for him and also a good way to move around mostly unnoticed and pick up bits of this and that conversation. Conversation that might seem and might even be insubstantial on its own but could connect dots to a map others didn’t even know existed. She smiled up at Adrestus as he called out to Lady Vasia and laughed a little.
“It’s not in bad taste to vote for your own,” she gave his arm the lightest of slaps and looked towards his ship. “Do it...if you don’t have confidence in your own ship, my lord, how can anyone else?” This, of course, was a tease and she knew that whatever she said, it wouldn’t sway him. He would vote however he felt, whether for his own handiwork or for the work of someone else - however it suited his morals.
He threw his vote for the Arcana ship and Elysia smiled up at him again, though her brow arched and her eyes narrowed. “You’re so good,” she told him. “I vote for Lord Adrestsus’s ship!” and then she grinned at him. “There. I will do for you what you would not do for yourself.”
Did she think his ship was truly better than any of the others? No. But it wasn’t any worse than the others, either. The real truth was she hadn’t toured enough of them to form the kind of opinion she’d have liked to. Lord Adrestsus’s ship was a fine example of a seafaring vessel and it deserved as much of a vote as any of the others. Besides, the lord had rendered a great service and his gallantry ought to be rewarded. She kept her arm looped into his and moved the two of them closer to where the principal people were standing.
“I do hope you win, my lord. It would be quite an honor and after what you did for Lady Daniil and Lord Mateos...I shouldn’t wonder if it didn’t materialize in some sort of meaningful gesture for you.”
Elysia did not care a single wit about the ships but the crowd and the banter were great fun. She imagined her husband was somewhere around merely enduring this and that was fine. This was good for him and also a good way to move around mostly unnoticed and pick up bits of this and that conversation. Conversation that might seem and might even be insubstantial on its own but could connect dots to a map others didn’t even know existed. She smiled up at Adrestus as he called out to Lady Vasia and laughed a little.
“It’s not in bad taste to vote for your own,” she gave his arm the lightest of slaps and looked towards his ship. “Do it...if you don’t have confidence in your own ship, my lord, how can anyone else?” This, of course, was a tease and she knew that whatever she said, it wouldn’t sway him. He would vote however he felt, whether for his own handiwork or for the work of someone else - however it suited his morals.
He threw his vote for the Arcana ship and Elysia smiled up at him again, though her brow arched and her eyes narrowed. “You’re so good,” she told him. “I vote for Lord Adrestsus’s ship!” and then she grinned at him. “There. I will do for you what you would not do for yourself.”
Did she think his ship was truly better than any of the others? No. But it wasn’t any worse than the others, either. The real truth was she hadn’t toured enough of them to form the kind of opinion she’d have liked to. Lord Adrestsus’s ship was a fine example of a seafaring vessel and it deserved as much of a vote as any of the others. Besides, the lord had rendered a great service and his gallantry ought to be rewarded. She kept her arm looped into his and moved the two of them closer to where the principal people were standing.
“I do hope you win, my lord. It would be quite an honor and after what you did for Lady Daniil and Lord Mateos...I shouldn’t wonder if it didn’t materialize in some sort of meaningful gesture for you.”
“Yes!” Hebe exclaimed, grinning disarmingly at Adrestus. “I love adventure!” Her smile turned a bit sheepish. “My parents wish I didn’t. I get in trouble a lot.” How she wished she was grown up so she could do whatever she wanted. “I would like to talk to you later ...” The young girl glanced at Vasia for permission. Her cousin was also interested in hearing his stories and invited him to the manor when he had the time. Because of her use of the word ‘us,’ Hebe assumed that she was going to be included, but she chimed in anyway. “I would enjoy hearing about your travels too, Lord Adresus.”
Talk turned to Mateos and to the ships. Tuning the grown-ups out, she watched the ships get ready for the judging. After Hebe alerted the others, Vasia looped her arm through hers and found them seats in the area reserved for the royal houses where she could see quite well. If her cousin had not explained which family sponsored each ship, she never would have known. Hebe recognized the Antonis vessels,of course, and a few of the others, but not all of them.
Following Vasia’s lead, she clapped too, but stopped when her hands started to tingle. Lord Adrestus, who sat with Mistress Elysia, called out to Vasia when his ship passed by. It was one that she had noticed earlier when she became distracted and was separated from her parents and sisters. If not for it and the others that had entranced her, Hebe would never have run into Princess Emilia or bought those beautiful sandals.
When the golden discs came by, her cousin allowed her to choose for both of them. She knew that she shouldn't vote for the Antonis ships. Hoping that Lord Adrestus was watching, she gestured to the disc that represented the Nikolaus vessel, since it had been partially responsible for her impromptu adventure.
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“Yes!” Hebe exclaimed, grinning disarmingly at Adrestus. “I love adventure!” Her smile turned a bit sheepish. “My parents wish I didn’t. I get in trouble a lot.” How she wished she was grown up so she could do whatever she wanted. “I would like to talk to you later ...” The young girl glanced at Vasia for permission. Her cousin was also interested in hearing his stories and invited him to the manor when he had the time. Because of her use of the word ‘us,’ Hebe assumed that she was going to be included, but she chimed in anyway. “I would enjoy hearing about your travels too, Lord Adresus.”
Talk turned to Mateos and to the ships. Tuning the grown-ups out, she watched the ships get ready for the judging. After Hebe alerted the others, Vasia looped her arm through hers and found them seats in the area reserved for the royal houses where she could see quite well. If her cousin had not explained which family sponsored each ship, she never would have known. Hebe recognized the Antonis vessels,of course, and a few of the others, but not all of them.
Following Vasia’s lead, she clapped too, but stopped when her hands started to tingle. Lord Adrestus, who sat with Mistress Elysia, called out to Vasia when his ship passed by. It was one that she had noticed earlier when she became distracted and was separated from her parents and sisters. If not for it and the others that had entranced her, Hebe would never have run into Princess Emilia or bought those beautiful sandals.
When the golden discs came by, her cousin allowed her to choose for both of them. She knew that she shouldn't vote for the Antonis ships. Hoping that Lord Adrestus was watching, she gestured to the disc that represented the Nikolaus vessel, since it had been partially responsible for her impromptu adventure.
“Yes!” Hebe exclaimed, grinning disarmingly at Adrestus. “I love adventure!” Her smile turned a bit sheepish. “My parents wish I didn’t. I get in trouble a lot.” How she wished she was grown up so she could do whatever she wanted. “I would like to talk to you later ...” The young girl glanced at Vasia for permission. Her cousin was also interested in hearing his stories and invited him to the manor when he had the time. Because of her use of the word ‘us,’ Hebe assumed that she was going to be included, but she chimed in anyway. “I would enjoy hearing about your travels too, Lord Adresus.”
Talk turned to Mateos and to the ships. Tuning the grown-ups out, she watched the ships get ready for the judging. After Hebe alerted the others, Vasia looped her arm through hers and found them seats in the area reserved for the royal houses where she could see quite well. If her cousin had not explained which family sponsored each ship, she never would have known. Hebe recognized the Antonis vessels,of course, and a few of the others, but not all of them.
Following Vasia’s lead, she clapped too, but stopped when her hands started to tingle. Lord Adrestus, who sat with Mistress Elysia, called out to Vasia when his ship passed by. It was one that she had noticed earlier when she became distracted and was separated from her parents and sisters. If not for it and the others that had entranced her, Hebe would never have run into Princess Emilia or bought those beautiful sandals.
When the golden discs came by, her cousin allowed her to choose for both of them. She knew that she shouldn't vote for the Antonis ships. Hoping that Lord Adrestus was watching, she gestured to the disc that represented the Nikolaus vessel, since it had been partially responsible for her impromptu adventure.
Having never been one to pay attention to decorum or procedure (much to the dismay of many of her tutors), Emilia was glad for Persephone's explanation, or she was quite clueless as to what was supposed to down next. Watching as Persephone explained, Emilia's eyes followed the page as he traversed down the end of the dais, as ships fell out of the running as the votes progressed. Some nobles voted for their own, as Emilia watched the golden discs being thrown in the alotted space for each ship held out to them by the page.
Watching as the Antonis ladies did their own choice, and then as more votes were tossed, Emilia found herself eagerly watching as the votes climbed. It would seem the Antonis vessel was doing well, and Emilia wouldn't be surprised considering the amount of work that had been put in by the household. To a certain extent, she guessed they had an advantage? Afterall, no noble house would have more gold on hand then a royal house to splurge on a properly decorated sea vessel.
Yet Emilia liked the finer touch on the Nikolaos one, so as the page made his way down the remainder of the noble houses, each person in attendance casting their vote, the voting eventually rested on her hands with her turn.
Funny, how one small disc could cause so much difference, couldn't it? While it had been small and unassuming when it had been first handed to her, Emilia now felt as if the disc she held carried a wealth of importance as she bit on her bottom lip, giving Persephone a worried glance. Would she pick wrong? Would she be villified? Was there even a right or wrong answer? Emilia never had done well with tests.
Teetering back and forth, the brunette finally squeezed her eyes shut as she tossed the disc in the direction that would throw her vote for the Nikolaos ship, before scooting backwards to allow Persephone to handle the rest.
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Having never been one to pay attention to decorum or procedure (much to the dismay of many of her tutors), Emilia was glad for Persephone's explanation, or she was quite clueless as to what was supposed to down next. Watching as Persephone explained, Emilia's eyes followed the page as he traversed down the end of the dais, as ships fell out of the running as the votes progressed. Some nobles voted for their own, as Emilia watched the golden discs being thrown in the alotted space for each ship held out to them by the page.
Watching as the Antonis ladies did their own choice, and then as more votes were tossed, Emilia found herself eagerly watching as the votes climbed. It would seem the Antonis vessel was doing well, and Emilia wouldn't be surprised considering the amount of work that had been put in by the household. To a certain extent, she guessed they had an advantage? Afterall, no noble house would have more gold on hand then a royal house to splurge on a properly decorated sea vessel.
Yet Emilia liked the finer touch on the Nikolaos one, so as the page made his way down the remainder of the noble houses, each person in attendance casting their vote, the voting eventually rested on her hands with her turn.
Funny, how one small disc could cause so much difference, couldn't it? While it had been small and unassuming when it had been first handed to her, Emilia now felt as if the disc she held carried a wealth of importance as she bit on her bottom lip, giving Persephone a worried glance. Would she pick wrong? Would she be villified? Was there even a right or wrong answer? Emilia never had done well with tests.
Teetering back and forth, the brunette finally squeezed her eyes shut as she tossed the disc in the direction that would throw her vote for the Nikolaos ship, before scooting backwards to allow Persephone to handle the rest.
Having never been one to pay attention to decorum or procedure (much to the dismay of many of her tutors), Emilia was glad for Persephone's explanation, or she was quite clueless as to what was supposed to down next. Watching as Persephone explained, Emilia's eyes followed the page as he traversed down the end of the dais, as ships fell out of the running as the votes progressed. Some nobles voted for their own, as Emilia watched the golden discs being thrown in the alotted space for each ship held out to them by the page.
Watching as the Antonis ladies did their own choice, and then as more votes were tossed, Emilia found herself eagerly watching as the votes climbed. It would seem the Antonis vessel was doing well, and Emilia wouldn't be surprised considering the amount of work that had been put in by the household. To a certain extent, she guessed they had an advantage? Afterall, no noble house would have more gold on hand then a royal house to splurge on a properly decorated sea vessel.
Yet Emilia liked the finer touch on the Nikolaos one, so as the page made his way down the remainder of the noble houses, each person in attendance casting their vote, the voting eventually rested on her hands with her turn.
Funny, how one small disc could cause so much difference, couldn't it? While it had been small and unassuming when it had been first handed to her, Emilia now felt as if the disc she held carried a wealth of importance as she bit on her bottom lip, giving Persephone a worried glance. Would she pick wrong? Would she be villified? Was there even a right or wrong answer? Emilia never had done well with tests.
Teetering back and forth, the brunette finally squeezed her eyes shut as she tossed the disc in the direction that would throw her vote for the Nikolaos ship, before scooting backwards to allow Persephone to handle the rest.
Persephone was careful to watch from the corner of her eye as the other nobles too their turns to gesture to the coins on the cushion. She noted whose ship each of the coins belonged to and which were chosen with a simple placing of the finger. She calculated the votes in her head, tallying up the awards until she knew who was likely to be the winner. Given the local advantage and the Houses still in attendance as guests to the event, Persephone was unsurprised when the ship native to Magnestis - and belonging to the House of Nikolaos - was taking the lead in votes. So, when Emilia gestured towards that same coin, making their lead confirmed and guaranteed, Persephone was able to use her own vote slightly differently.
Where Emilia had offered up home House fidelity - the Nikolaos being one of the Xanthos baronies - Persephone would not be seen to offend if she chose differently. Especially as it would now not matter. The Nikolaos ship was up by four votes and there was only herself, the king and their special guest left to cast their own decisions. Ergo, Persephone was careful to choose one of the other vessels, one that had seen less preference amongst the nobility and which Persephone knew belonged to a noble family she would be dealing with next week over economic negotiations. Her choice was noted by a few others and murmurs flickered across the chatterers of society. With any luck, such preference would make its way to the ears of the ship's benefactors and she would have an easy opening gambit for negotiations when their meeting with her arrived next week.
After the elder princess had made her own choice, the King was left to decide his own and then the guest himself, the painter Exedias mused and pursed over his own choice, drawing the suspense of the crowd. Until, eventually, his finger fell upon the same coin has Emilia's had, and the House of Nikolaos were officially crowned the winners of the Wings of the Sea festivities.
Later, there would be a formal prize giving to the captain and leader of that ship's decor, presented by Exedias and the King themselves but, for now, with such men still aboard their decorated craft and sailing about the harbour, it was fine for fun, merriment and lots of wine...
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Persephone was careful to watch from the corner of her eye as the other nobles too their turns to gesture to the coins on the cushion. She noted whose ship each of the coins belonged to and which were chosen with a simple placing of the finger. She calculated the votes in her head, tallying up the awards until she knew who was likely to be the winner. Given the local advantage and the Houses still in attendance as guests to the event, Persephone was unsurprised when the ship native to Magnestis - and belonging to the House of Nikolaos - was taking the lead in votes. So, when Emilia gestured towards that same coin, making their lead confirmed and guaranteed, Persephone was able to use her own vote slightly differently.
Where Emilia had offered up home House fidelity - the Nikolaos being one of the Xanthos baronies - Persephone would not be seen to offend if she chose differently. Especially as it would now not matter. The Nikolaos ship was up by four votes and there was only herself, the king and their special guest left to cast their own decisions. Ergo, Persephone was careful to choose one of the other vessels, one that had seen less preference amongst the nobility and which Persephone knew belonged to a noble family she would be dealing with next week over economic negotiations. Her choice was noted by a few others and murmurs flickered across the chatterers of society. With any luck, such preference would make its way to the ears of the ship's benefactors and she would have an easy opening gambit for negotiations when their meeting with her arrived next week.
After the elder princess had made her own choice, the King was left to decide his own and then the guest himself, the painter Exedias mused and pursed over his own choice, drawing the suspense of the crowd. Until, eventually, his finger fell upon the same coin has Emilia's had, and the House of Nikolaos were officially crowned the winners of the Wings of the Sea festivities.
Later, there would be a formal prize giving to the captain and leader of that ship's decor, presented by Exedias and the King themselves but, for now, with such men still aboard their decorated craft and sailing about the harbour, it was fine for fun, merriment and lots of wine...
Persephone was careful to watch from the corner of her eye as the other nobles too their turns to gesture to the coins on the cushion. She noted whose ship each of the coins belonged to and which were chosen with a simple placing of the finger. She calculated the votes in her head, tallying up the awards until she knew who was likely to be the winner. Given the local advantage and the Houses still in attendance as guests to the event, Persephone was unsurprised when the ship native to Magnestis - and belonging to the House of Nikolaos - was taking the lead in votes. So, when Emilia gestured towards that same coin, making their lead confirmed and guaranteed, Persephone was able to use her own vote slightly differently.
Where Emilia had offered up home House fidelity - the Nikolaos being one of the Xanthos baronies - Persephone would not be seen to offend if she chose differently. Especially as it would now not matter. The Nikolaos ship was up by four votes and there was only herself, the king and their special guest left to cast their own decisions. Ergo, Persephone was careful to choose one of the other vessels, one that had seen less preference amongst the nobility and which Persephone knew belonged to a noble family she would be dealing with next week over economic negotiations. Her choice was noted by a few others and murmurs flickered across the chatterers of society. With any luck, such preference would make its way to the ears of the ship's benefactors and she would have an easy opening gambit for negotiations when their meeting with her arrived next week.
After the elder princess had made her own choice, the King was left to decide his own and then the guest himself, the painter Exedias mused and pursed over his own choice, drawing the suspense of the crowd. Until, eventually, his finger fell upon the same coin has Emilia's had, and the House of Nikolaos were officially crowned the winners of the Wings of the Sea festivities.
Later, there would be a formal prize giving to the captain and leader of that ship's decor, presented by Exedias and the King themselves but, for now, with such men still aboard their decorated craft and sailing about the harbour, it was fine for fun, merriment and lots of wine...