Nuninibas is being a dork. He’s saying that my brother is being bad by waiting so long to ask Kyriala to marry him.
I kind of agree with him
but there’s no way I’m going to let him say stuff like that so I yelled at him
and he yelled at me and we got to pushing.
I don’t know who said what first but we ended up rolling on the floor,
with some of his friends and some of mine around us, yelling.
Gian pulled us apart, along
with a couple of the palace guards. “Boys! Boys!
Stop, stop, stop! You are friends!
What brought this on?”
We both started shouting
our stories and Gian stood there looking stern with his arms crossed and there
was a lot of shouting from our friends until we all got kind of talked out and
kind of slowed down. My throat was the
most sore part of me.
Jia’s hiding under the
silver chaise and his Flapper too, both hanging on to each other, tentacles and
wings and eye and Jia turned the same shade of pink as Flapper.
All the noise eventually
went away. “So Nuninibas as I understand you were concerned that Minis hasn’t
asked Kyriala to marry him yet?”
“Yes! It’s not fair!”
“He shouldn’t say bad
things about my brother, or call him names!”
“I just said he was a
little slow!”
“That’s not nice!”
“It’s just time, I’m not
talking about if he’s smart or not!”
“Well you didn’t say!”
“BOYS!”
He never raised his
voice. We stopped. “Nuninibas I would like you to tell your sister
you’re putting pressure on Minis through his little brother.”
“WHAT? NO I WASN’T!” Nuni turned bright red, almost as red as
uncle Kallijas.
“Nevertheless I insist that
you tell your sister that your concern is getting a bit… obtrusive.”
I had to smile. But Gian turned around and saw before I had a
chance to change my face. “And you,
young man. You are going to tell your
brother and the Regent that you were willing to trade fisticuffs with the
person you call your best friend.”
“Awwww, Giannnnn.”
“Shush. Both of you should be aware that your brother
and your sister will appreciate your keeping yourselves out of the affair. Besides.
Minis is highly unlikely to ask anyone anything in the middle of the
Regent and Serina Si Rusa’s wedding.”
“Um…”
“I’ll take your words on
that.”
“Yes, Gian,” Nuni
said. “Yes, Gian,” I said.
“And you both will not be
allowed to be together for a whole eight day, since you were not being very
friendly to one another.”
This time we both went ‘AWWWWW,
GIAN…”
“No, awwww Gianning
me. Serin Liren… thank you for visiting
the Marble Palace. I’m sorry your visit
was so short.”
“Ahem.” I looked around and saw Ailadas leaning
against a doorpost.
“Not you too!” I said.
Nuninibas is being a dork.
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I admire his succinct, no-nonsense judgement calls. I hope he will bring this trait to politics when he gets a little older.
Children are fighting,
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goal? family engagement.
Oh thanks for the assessment. Trying to lay politeness on Ili might be the more trying thing than political astuteness. I figure that Minis never tried to squelch Ili's childhood directness. Some might say, bluntness.
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