To restrain himself. To respect the calm of the place.
To not show his annoyance.
It was a waste of time.
Copal obviously still had some progress to make in terms of impassivity.
The archivist apologized. Explaining that all the available books on Royal Weddings were out.
But that he would of course find something appropriate for the Royal Scribe. If the latter was willing to give him a few days. He would do whatever was necessary to get some of them. But with the Karin's wedding coming up...
Copal preferred to ignore this useless monologue.
He did not want a book about Royal Weddings. He was not Karan, Jena forbid.
He wanted to know more about weddings. As simple as that.
It had been a stupid idea anyway. He should have known all along.
But there weren't that many people he could ask.
A natural choice would have been to ask Filira Erminantius. Unfortunately the leader of the House Gardiens du Savoir had been gone for many cycles.
There was also Ser Nilstilar. The Ambassador was a man of good taste and wise counsel. He was well versed in the ways of the world, and the forms that should be followed. And Copal thought he was smart enough to have noticed something.
But he was also a bachelor. Perhaps the subject was painful for him. It would have been tactless to broach the subject with him.
The nobles of the Court were certainly not people to whom he could confide his worries.
Perhaps Filira Salazar? By asking the question on a theoretical level as he had done with the archivist? Or on a historical level?
The sad reality was that there were few married and discreet homins in his relations.
So Copal had turned to his usual source of knowledge. The archives.
Without success.
The Karin's wedding was a simple pretext to justify his sudden interest. This was obviously too simple.
The only one left to question was his father.
Copal shuddered at the thought.
But if he had to.
And strange as it may seem, it was still less disturbing than talking to his mother.
Anyway, he had been sure of his feelings for a long time.
And after what they'd said to each other on the cliff, he couldn't decently stay in this wobbly situation forever.
The honor of his Serae might suffer.
He had to make his request in due form.
Another eager archivist was approaching. He was carrying a few books which he placed on a desk.
The first one interrupted his stammering.
They presented the various manuals of manners and historical chronicles.
They contained many details about minor weddings. But there were also a few things about ancient Royal weddings.
If this would satisfy the Royal Scribe by the time the other books returned.
Copal forced himself to accept it all calmly. And to give thanks in the most neutral way possible.
And to better hide his satisfaction.
To not show his annoyance.
It was a waste of time.
Copal obviously still had some progress to make in terms of impassivity.
The archivist apologized. Explaining that all the available books on Royal Weddings were out.
But that he would of course find something appropriate for the Royal Scribe. If the latter was willing to give him a few days. He would do whatever was necessary to get some of them. But with the Karin's wedding coming up...
Copal preferred to ignore this useless monologue.
He did not want a book about Royal Weddings. He was not Karan, Jena forbid.
He wanted to know more about weddings. As simple as that.
It had been a stupid idea anyway. He should have known all along.
But there weren't that many people he could ask.
A natural choice would have been to ask Filira Erminantius. Unfortunately the leader of the House Gardiens du Savoir had been gone for many cycles.
There was also Ser Nilstilar. The Ambassador was a man of good taste and wise counsel. He was well versed in the ways of the world, and the forms that should be followed. And Copal thought he was smart enough to have noticed something.
But he was also a bachelor. Perhaps the subject was painful for him. It would have been tactless to broach the subject with him.
The nobles of the Court were certainly not people to whom he could confide his worries.
Perhaps Filira Salazar? By asking the question on a theoretical level as he had done with the archivist? Or on a historical level?
The sad reality was that there were few married and discreet homins in his relations.
So Copal had turned to his usual source of knowledge. The archives.
Without success.
The Karin's wedding was a simple pretext to justify his sudden interest. This was obviously too simple.
The only one left to question was his father.
Copal shuddered at the thought.
But if he had to.
And strange as it may seem, it was still less disturbing than talking to his mother.
Anyway, he had been sure of his feelings for a long time.
And after what they'd said to each other on the cliff, he couldn't decently stay in this wobbly situation forever.
The honor of his Serae might suffer.
He had to make his request in due form.
Another eager archivist was approaching. He was carrying a few books which he placed on a desk.
The first one interrupted his stammering.
They presented the various manuals of manners and historical chronicles.
They contained many details about minor weddings. But there were also a few things about ancient Royal weddings.
If this would satisfy the Royal Scribe by the time the other books returned.
Copal forced himself to accept it all calmly. And to give thanks in the most neutral way possible.
And to better hide his satisfaction.