The Council

Dear Diary,

Once we was up, some samurai feller came by and said he was looking into what had happened with Prince Nobunga.  After a bit it became clear that he had his own ideas of what he wanted us to tell him, and Dusty gave him just what he wanted.  Turns out that it’s a really big deal in these parts to kill an emperor even if he is possessed by his evil demon wife and has just killed the previous emperor before him.  So the investigator feller worked Dusty around to saying that Prince Nobunga had been killed defending his dad (funny that, seeing as the biggest threat to his dad was him) and we just stood by and watched.

Oh well, I suppose there ain’t much harm to it if it keeps us out of trouble, seeing as everyone knows what really happened anyway.  Though I reckon everyone would be better off if the true story came out.  But these Nihonese do things their own way.

After that we was invited to a big conference where they was gonna choose a new emperor.  That was a lot of talk-talk and a lot of politics, some of it about how the folks from Yamato had schemed with Nobunga though I didn’t understand the details of that and really I found it hard to follow anything that was going on.  But by the end of it Prince Nariaki was the new emperor, just as everyone knew he would be, and they all thanked us for all that we’d done.  Then he asked us if we wanted anything as a reward.

Nobody seemed able to think of much that they’d want.  Nobody but me, that is.  I told Nariaki that I’d like a ship that me and Geoffry could make into a traveling clinic that we could take around the villages of the Fringe to help take care of folks who never get to see a doctor at all.  Emperor Nariaki said he’d see what he could do.

I don’t know why nobody else wanted nothing.  Not even Dusty, and she usually has something she’s scheming for.  But I reckon folks are still too unsettled by all that happened, and they probably don’t have a big dream like I do anyway.

2 Responses to “The Council”

  1. Hank says:

    T’aint entriely correct, I asked if Dot could be Princess Dot. So people a treat her a bit more like she’s accustomed. Hmm, now that I think about it, maybe I’d need to be a Baron, or a Count or soemthing so I’d be good enough to amrry her

  2. Daisy says:

    Why shucks, Hank, you’re already a knight, ain’t you? A knight of Isis.

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