Shared territory

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Inga Av Meols

    White to Tiger Eye
  • hearth witch
  • Played By: dergon

    Glacia Kaeleer
    17 Posts    127 marks
Shared territory
« on: July 14, 2019, 02:28:50 PM »

They had been giving her light duty. It frustrated Inga, who knew she was capable of more work than they were assigning her to. Anyone could dust. Though she had found someone had not been dusting under the small figurines in the west sitting room. Or the figurines themselves.

Nor had the cupboards beneath the sideboard been cleaned out recently. It was another thing on her growing list of things that needed done. But that was not for today. This day she had a queen to feed.

Tray balanced above the hump of her stomach, Inga navigated the halls to the queen's quarters. A tidy set up of offices for her and her court on the opposite side of the building as the sjef's. Inga found the arrangement rather ridiculous. How would they do business when so thoroughly separated? But it wasn't her place to speak on such matters, so she silently judged them and did the work that was hers.

"Lady Heartsbane?" She called, tray rested on her stomach so she could knock on the door frame. She peeked inside, but waited for an invitation before entering. Dipping a curtsy in the doorway, Inga bustled in and set the tray down on a table, disassembling the service and setting it up again on the lady's desk.

"Cook was worried when you didn't come for lunch so she sent it up with me." Cheerful in her domination of the space, Inga made it so that the queen out have no choice but to eat. "Busy morning, Lady? I'm Inga, by the by." In case someone had forgotten to inform her of Inga's new contract with the sjefhjem.



@Jenn

Astrid Heartsbane

    White to Rose
  • Queen
  • Played By: Jenn

    Meols Queen
    Glacia Kaeleer
    10 Posts    0 marks
Re: Shared territory
« Reply #1 on: July 14, 2019, 08:15:10 PM »
Much was on her mind, chin in her hand as Astrid rolled everything through her mind. Missing people. Missing nieces. A brother who was a terror. Tyr was her brother and she loved him but thankfully not her problem. That was Stravangar's problem. Vigot, bless his heart, was finding ways to do what she asked. It wasn't much in her estimation, it benefitted her and the city to find those who were missing. It would give everyone a sense of closure and if some of the missing happened to have been taken by Arcerian cats instead of stolen, Astrid's trust in the world would be renewed. Somewhat anyway.

Head shifted, turning to rest cheek against the back of her chair at the knock on the frame of her door. A voice called her name and Astrid answered, allowing the woman to come inside. Tray and service clattered as the woman set it on the desk as Astrid spun her chair. She did so enjoy the spinning chairs and had the timing been different and the growing chaos not happening, Astrid just might have played with it.

"That woman fusses worse than any escort," she groused with a grin as she took in the figure of the lady setting her food up. Pregnant, heavily from the looks of it, and far too cheerful for someone who was. But Astrid had never been pregnant so what did she really know? She was trying to place the lady's face when she gave her name and the knowledge hit her brain. Inga, widow of Ero. The housekeeper had brought the woman on and Astrid didn't question. She knew better than to question that woman and keep her head.

"Mornings are always busy these days it seems," she said brightly, the cheer the other woman gave out infectious. "You're new yes?" she asked before continuing, "Would you like to sit? Take a break, rest your feet a minute and we can have a little talk." About what Astrid did not want to just slam the woman with. Her luck she'd have an armful of crying woman or a smart smack. Astrid knew better than to give grief to any hearth witch.

Inga Av Meols

    White to Tiger Eye
  • hearth witch
  • Played By: dergon

    Glacia Kaeleer
    17 Posts    127 marks
Re: Shared territory
« Reply #2 on: July 16, 2019, 05:18:17 AM »

Inga set a roll of silverware on the desk and considered the complaint with a thoughtful purse of the lips. "I do believe you pay both just for that very thing." She pointed out not unkindly, before remembering herself. "Lady." Inga tacked on with what she thought was great difference and not a single moment of forgotten manners.

She was, as she set up the luncheon, having a good look at their new queen. They weren't the sort you passed on the street. At least Inga had never once come across one at market. She'd had some dealing with the old one, a bit of shared hall bustling with the apprentices. This was different. Astrid ruled Meols now. It sort of made her a real queen, rather than a girl learning to be one. Though, truth told, she was still seemed much a girl to Inga.

"Its what makes breakfast so important!" With a flourish, and a smile, Inga pulled the top from the tray to reveal the queen's meal. She set it on the tray with all the other discarded pieces. Inga was not going to put a little vase full of water and some sprigs on the lady's desk. That was just asking for soggy paperwork. Hands wiped clean on her apron, she surveyed her work and decided it was well done. Lashes low as she glanced at Lady Heartsbanne.

"I'm quite untired, I thank you. No need for sitting." Hardly a strain carrying a tray a few yards. You would think everyone plum forgot between one baby and the next that it was all quite natural. A body made to carry more bodies. "I will gladly stay and have a chat, if you desire. I'm old-new, truth be told. I worked here as a girl." Fingers curling over the back of one of the chairs meant for visitors to sit in, Inga wondered what the queen could want with her and tried not to turn it into a worry.

No sense in borrowing trouble. "Was there something specific needed of me, Lady Heartsbane?"

Astrid Heartsbane

    White to Rose
  • Queen
  • Played By: Jenn

    Meols Queen
    Glacia Kaeleer
    10 Posts    0 marks
Re: Shared territory
« Reply #3 on: February 29, 2020, 02:42:28 PM »
She grinned back at the flourish the hearth witch gave as she pulled the top off the tray. Her enthusiasm really was infectious. Any other time or any other person and it might have been annoying but Astrid appreciated it, especially given the sad state of affairs she'd been dealing with. The missing people brought a slight pucker to her brows before she smoothed it away. That was a thought for another time. "It looks lovely," she smiled at the woman. She couldn't decide if she was should have been insulted that Inga wouldn't sit or understanding.

Probably understanding and she reached for a bit of fruit before deciding not to press the issue of sitting with the woman. "Alright," she shrugged, "The offer stands as long as you're in here should you need it." That could be good enough for now. "Did you?" she asked with a curious look. Astrid didn't remember her but Inga was older than she was, perhaps Inga was already gone when Astrid arrived for training. She needed to be sure and would make the proper moves to learn more about this hearth witch. "Please," she said with a firm voice, "Call me Astrid."

"I've been thinking of doing more for my people," she started as she swallowed the chunk of fruit she'd been chewing on. "For the widows in particular and I understand you lost your husband not long ago." She grimaced slightly. That might have been too forward but she was in it now. "I would like to know if there is anything that was lacking when you were told," she went on in a rush, "Such as further assistance and the like. I don't want people to do without and I might need some more help in this endeavor. You might be the perfect choice for this."

She blew out a breath, blowing her bangs from her forehead and bit into a hunk of bread and chewed vigorously before swallowing around the lump in her throat. "You can tell me no and to bugger off if you want," she said with a wave of her hand, "I won't take offense considering the sensitivity of the subject. I just... Want to do more to help."

Inga Av Meols

    White to Tiger Eye
  • hearth witch
  • Played By: dergon

    Glacia Kaeleer
    17 Posts    127 marks
Re: Shared territory
« Reply #4 on: April 19, 2020, 07:41:42 AM »

"Thank you, though I had no part in the making of it." Inga smiled. It was a nice display for a good bit of cooking. "I'm just the delivery lad." She could remember when her brother had been just that thing. Running errands all over their neighbor and then out as he grew bigger and stouter.

"Kind of you lady, but I won't." Inga smiled, words cheery, trying to take the sting out of a second refusal. She knew it wasn't strictly polite, but she needed the queen to know she didn't need coddling because of her condition. She was more than capable of doing her work. She just couldn't clear the air of a room like she used to.

Bobbing a curtsy, Inga nodded at the lady's surprise. "I did. But that was nearly ten years back now." It made her feel old in the face of this young queen, who probably hadn't even been apprenticing then. Well maybe. She certainly couldn't be well into her twenties, Inga assumed.

Smile stretching, Inga did not answer the queen's bidding. She would never agree to such a thing. Calling a queen by her proper name? The queen of all Meols? It would be too shocking. So she smiled mutely, waiting politely while the lady ate before continuing with her chat. Breathing worries she didn't want to have out of her nose. Queen's could want to speak of many things, Inga was sure.

Painful things, it seemed. An eyebrow lifting at the beginning of the queen's inquiry and then dropping as they knotted together over the lance of pain that shot right through her heart. Eero! it seemed to cry. "I did." Inga confirmed, nose stinging as she breathed through it. She could feel the heat in her sinuses and prayed she wouldn't weep right there in the queen's study.

Jaw tight, she listened. Focusing hard on every word so that she wouldn't have to face the pain that shuddered in her chest with every heartbeat. Eero. Eero. Eero. A dozen memories flashing before her eyes. Unconsciously, she ran a hand beneath the swell of her stomach. Cupping his second child. Her miracle child.

"It's tempting," she admitted. The shame rising up behind her pain. The anger too, at all she'd had to face without her husband. And the queen was asking her about it! It seemed a terrible thing. Too little, too late. Inga wanted to scream, to rail. Instead she took a shaking breath and crept around the chair, easing herself into it was her body began to tremble.

"They brought me a letter, like they do all the widows. And then they forgot about me." She began, hands a knot in her lap. Everyone had forgotten about her and her small girl. Forgotten that her husband had defended his territory and died for it. That she had worked hard for them for years. They left her. It made bile rise in her throat and tears gather in her eyes.

"There was no assistance. Just an apology and condolences before they left my doorstep. And there wasn't even that when I was let go from my job because my craft was less useful in pregnancy." She tried so hard to be bitter. Almost too proud to ask for handouts. But the queen wanted to know. Wasn't she honor bound to say?

 

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