Royal Broil Chalice Palace ~The RP~

[delbosque]

Andre gave a bit of a respectful bow. "Milady." he said, and then stood to one side out of the way.

Lord Chancellor Farthersomewich came forward and made a quick bow and then clapped his hands in time with the sing-songy-ness of the nobles doing the little dance.

"Ahem." Farthersomewich's valet said, returning with the sword Her Ladyship kept stashed behind her throne. It was mainly ceremonial and not very sharp, but he held it as if it were. "AHEM." he said again, nudging Farthersomewich and the nobles to one side. He ushered Dling to a spot directly in front of the throne, and carefully handed the sword to the queen.  

[SombraDelSol]

Her Royalness Arlen-Arell Pshaw'warrie took the sword and held it out, speaking loudly so all the various assorted nobility milling around the audience hall would pay attention: "Dling Aling the Mapmaker, Super Cartographer Extraordinaire of Byako and the Northern Mountains:" She placed the sword so the flat side of the blade rested on Dling's shoulder. "We hereby dub thee," she continued, moving the sword so it rested on his other shoulder, "Sir Dling Aling, Knight Bachelor of the Nobility of Byako and Respected Cartographer of the..." her speech degraded into a bit of a mumbling jumble of quietly incoherent words, and her head nodded, eyes closed.  

[Jasae Bushae]

Dling remained kneeling, his mind reeling in shock. Everything was just happening so fast for him! He was so floored by these turnings of events that he didn't even register her words deforming into incoherency.  

[delbosque]

"Uh..." Chancellor Farthersomewhich nodded to his valet, who carefully reached up to pull the sword away just in case Her Ladyship were to awaken in an overly-abrupt manner.

Meanwhile, Farthersomewich reached over to pat the queen on the shoulder. "Your Ladyship..." he said, hoping to wake her up before she started snoring in the audience hall.

Andre stood by Dling and gave him a pat on the back. "Congratulations." he said.  

[SombraDelSol]

The elderly rabbit-queen woke with a start, saying: "Who-what?" and then she blinked and said, "Oh, Chancellor. Nice of you to show up. When is the coronation?"  

[delbosque]

Lord Farthersomewich bowed in an exceptionally respectful manner, saying: "Begging your pardon, Your Ladyship, but... we can't have the coronation yet because you have not chosen an heir. We've only just invited the nobility of Byako to come forward and introduce themselves."

Meanwhile, Andre pulled Dling aside so they could watch upcoming events from a safe distance. (hopefully)  

[delbosque]

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[Faulty Ambition]

A trumpet sounded suddenly, blasting across the room far too loud and far too sharp. The man playing it obviously had no skill with it, but apparently figured that volume was more important anyways. The bell of the trumpet jerked back behind the doorframe as it was stuffed quickly back into the hands of the official trumpeteer who appeared to be attempting to both disappear and shoo the newcomer away at the same time. The newcomer took these frantic gestures as a sort of ultra-hip bow and responded by tipping his hat, promptly knocking the trumpeteer unconscious with the massive feather atop it. Seeing no one standing by to properly introduce him, Sir Madam shrugged and decided to take matters into his own hands.

"PRESENTING HIS WONDERFULNESS, THE GREAT, THE AWESOME, THE HANDSOME AS ALL HECK, KING OF YOUR HEARTS..."

Sir paused, waiting for a drumroll. No drumroll was forthcoming, so he made do with slapping his thighs for a bit. Growing tired of slapping his thighs, he stopped and continued.

"SIR MADAM!"

He ducked around the corner, smiling and bowing to the crowd he knew must be there.  

[SombraDelSol]

When Farthersomewich reminded her that she still hadn't chosen an heir, Her Royalness the queen sighed and said, "Oh, of course... so good of you to take the initiative there, Chancellor. Here, help me stay awake." Whereupon she shoved a large array of feathers on a short handle at him so he could fan her while the nobility gathered. To his valet, she said: "And I think we need a snack. Send word to the royal carrot-warmer, and include an order for candied celery and chocolate beets." Dismissing him with a wave of her soft furry paw, the queen sat back to watch the introductions.

Meanwhile, the nobles who had been singing earlier joined the rest who were already present in the audience hall, to whisper amongst themselves and place bets. There were probably a couple dozen or so among them who would certainly not be presenting themselves for consideration, particularly those who had insufficient or questionable parentage. And a very few who did, had enough sense to know they had too much sense to get mixed up in such things.  

[Faulty Ambition]

His bowing faded after a few minutes as Sir realized that no one was really paying any sort of attention to him. This was only natural. They obviously couldn't bear to watch his awesome beauty. So, he straightened up, his smile still beaming crookedly. His eye caught sight of a massive rabbit being fanned on the other side of the room. Said eye glinted as Sir Madam recognized royalty. Swaggering in a very noble, majestic manner, he approached the royal rabbit and dropped to one knee.

"The pleasure of this meeting is all mine!"  

[SombraDelSol]

((Sorry, yes, the queen would have at least noticed him come in, she's just trying to act completely unconcerned about the entire affair.. and, I'm not online enough to RP responses to every single person who enters... providing a lot of people enter, as is hoped))

"Why yes, it is." Her Ladyship said with a pleasant smile.  

[delbosque]

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[Faulty Ambition]

Stepping away from the queen politely, Sir stood off to the side, keeping an eye out for other possible competitors. His smile still beamed, crookedly.  

[Lord Sithious]

The ex-Emperor Lord Sithious stood outside the palace main doors. His recent acquisition of a few dying companies had given him a great deal of influence, not as much as he had had before, but still a lot. The companies had of course been merged into Arkangel International Industries, and the companies had been based out of Byako, so now he had a foothold here. As soon as he heard about the retirement of the current queen he knew this was a chance to get back a portion of the power he once had. The AN would pay for what they did. He looked to his sides at his apprentices. These were the few that were lucky enough to have been trained by him in secret arts. He nodded to them. They walked back to an 60's model Rolls Royce Phantom. He walked up to a palace guard and produced an invitation. The guards looked the man over. He looked a little strange, he didn't seem out of place here, and yet he did. They had looks of curiosity on their faces. His military uniform was what intrigued them. Was he a military leader? What military was he apart of? They brushed off the curiosity though and opened the doors to let him in. The minuet he walked in he had used all his muscles not to allow a look of disgust cross his face. He had read the minds of some of the people there. Many of them were extremely cocky and self-centered. Their overconfidence would be their undoing though. He stepped in and began to look over the crowd. Lots of competition, that was indefinite. He smiled. This would be interesting.  

[SombraDelSol]

"Well, it seems we've got the two extreme ends of the spectrum already." The queen muttered to Chancellor Farthersomewich. "This should be interesting."

Just then, a couple pages showed up with snacks and a beverage for her. "Ah, here we are!" she declared, speaking at a normal sort of volume now. "Lovely snackies."