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Authors Bullet Notes:
- There is Taboo subject matter
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This is an odd first-person
point of view almost exclusively.
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The Twins Weave: BK2: Chapter 1:
Nora went off to meet with the new Inquisitors in order to give account to what happened over the last month. She sent back that many of those that didn't work with us wanted me brought in to face charges for erasing the memories of the previous eight.
Luckily the way the Inquisitors work is that there are eight leaders called 'The Council' with sixty-four field inquisitor personnel each. The rest are staff for the Library or like Nora, leading an internal staff after retiring from fieldwork.
Nora's chosen Inquisitors saw the memories and understood how far the previous went against their intended purpose and decided to leave them on the premises as punishment and a reminder to the rest. It is being documented for both training and the archives on how close it came to having Velho taken over by three of the four Kingdoms with inside help.
Mother was visiting and helping Mazarine, Neivia, and Abi go through the upstairs rooms as they made changes to the setup, adding furniture and accessories.
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"Based on how this weave thing is going, you should be next Cassandra," Neivia says so I perk up and listen. "You started around the same time Abi, and I did, so we should focus on you for the next few days and you should get a touch-up from James to push you over the edge."
"I'm okay with touchups," Mom replies, and I hear laughter. "We need to talk to him about Denae, Cataline, and Amice though as we can't have bad people getting this kind of power."
Stretching and standing up, I head upstairs to participate a bit more.
"Amice should be easy as she thinks Harold is hot but didn't want to deal with his rude attitude," Abi replies.
"I can talk to Amice," Neivia replies, "I agreed with her, and he is much better now. It also solves the Harold issue at the same time. Can't have him powering up half the keep."
"If Amice and Harold get along, our last concern is solved, as he will have future King as an option, and we no longer need to concern ourselves on how long he takes to figure out the weave," I interrupt from the doorway. How about you all figure out the places we could go first, we have peace and quiet to enjoy."
"I have a meeting with Father coming up?" Abi asks and I nod as she knows I'm no longer going to pretend to care about the day-to-day operations. "I told Nora you were going to visit Velho and do some reading in the backroom."
"I'll come with you." Mother says understanding what was just said between her two children and remembering the conflict father and I had the previous evening.
"Sounds good, I need a bath and we can head out, if anyone else wants to go and just wander around, today would be a nice day for it."
"I'm going to go have lunch with Amice and Cataline; Mom?" Neivia looks over at her mother and she agrees but wants to dress better than her household attire. We agree to meet back here and figure out dinner plans.
We use the ring to get to Velho and walk to Nora's old desk where her assistant is now sitting.
"Hey, is this a permanent thing now?" I ask walking up.
"James, uh, I am not sure, but you seem to be the gossip around here today."
"I bet, was an interesting night, we are going to the back room for a bit of reading, nobody but Evanora is allowed to interrupt." I continue down the hallway with my mother and don't hear any complaints.
Inside the room, I grab the three weave books and put them in three separate places flat against the back of the shelves with other books in front of them.
"Removing them from this room would set off alarms and so would removing the wards," I explain to mother as I do it. We are going to want to put controls on the copies that we have also."
"Finished?" She asks me and we have a seat and I wait for the obvious. "Abi has been anxious all morning and she looks at you without sharing anything so; let's hear the damage done."
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First things first, sorry Abi," I send her
. Out loud to Mother, after last night's issue, I expanded my view into father, "I saw what he was going to do if I didn't figure out how to fix my issue. I was going to be cut loose to live on my own without any assistance on the mainland just to the east of here, no idea where I am at, no money, nothing, just the trunk of clothes and a kick in the ass, the end."
"Last night he took the opportunity to scold me in front of the King to score points in case I lost in the arena. And this morning I was thinking some seriously dark thoughts, they were back from when I was trapped in my room." Looking up into her eyes. "I'm not going to do any of that nonsense, but I am also no longer going to waste time in his little meetings or pretend he cares about anything other than maintaining his accomplishments. I opened the link between him and also one to the King to ensure that if they ever have thoughts about having read any of the weave books, I will remove those thoughts immediately. Neither of them has the temperament for it. That is why we are here, and that is why we will put wards on the books we do have so nobody can read them except their current owners."
"Nothing needs to be said, I am truly happy with my life, I just needed to let those thoughts run their course as Abi has said if you fight them, they just come back stronger, and I don't need them nagging at me."
Mother turns her chair and pats her lap. "Come here."
"Seriously?" I smile and get up. "I'm going to squish you."
"I've had you on top of me plenty of times and it worked out great young man." She pats her leg again, so I have a seat and put my arm around her shoulder. She hugs me for a few minutes.
"You left out the part about him being none too happy about how I look now," Mom says and pats my leg. "He came to my room, and I told him that ship sailed long ago and he was rather rude in his accusations even if they were accurate. I told him to address it with King Guiscard as you outrank him now and that little vein in his temple started pulsing. He agreed to maintain appearances as we have for years is still acceptable."
"I saw, he seemed much calmer when it was Mazarine," I reply.