being confident, competent and efficient.
âRight, now that everyone seems ready to begin, Iâll start by calling this meeting to order.â She raised a small wooden hammer and smacked it smartly on the table.
Maggiore awoke with a snort. âYes, Grishmak. Good idea, Iâll have a pint of ale,â he said loudly and blinked at everyone in confusion.
âI agree with you, mate,â said Grishmak happily. âBut unfortunately weâve got the very dry business of a meeting to get through first.â
Cressida coughed meaningfully and silence fell. âAll right, itâs Wodenâs Day. The First of November, the Year of the Boar, and present are Queen Thirrin, Oskan Witchfather, King Grishmak, Tharaman-Thar, Krisafitsa-Tharina, Basilea Olympia of the Hypolitan and her Consort Olememnon Stagapoulou, Maggiore Totus and myself, Crown Princess Cressida. Absent are Prince Charlemagne, Crown Prince Mekhmet of the Desert Kingdom and Princess Kirimin of the Icesheets. Weâve gathered to discuss the growing crisis inthe lands of the disintegrating Polypontian Empire, and will attempt to agree a united response to it.â She fell silent, and turned to the grey-haired clerk who was busily scribbling notes. âHave you got all of that?â she asked, and when the clerk nodded she drew breath to continue.
âArenât there going to be any refreshments?â Tharaman interrupted. âI always think better with a little snack to keep me going.â
âIâm with you there,â said Grishmak. âBring on the nibbles!â
âThere arenât any!â Cressida snapped. âThis is all far too important, and besides, once you lot start eating itâll only turn into a party.â
âCanât say I have a problem with that myself,â said Tharaman. âWhat about you, Grishy?â
âNone at all. Bit of food and fun helps the boring bits along, in my opinion. Letâs call a chamberlain and order some grub.â
âNo!â Cressida insisted. âWe all need to concentrate, and I for one find it difficult to think once you and Tharaman start cracking bones and spitting out gristle.â
âI never spit out gristle!â said Tharaman in miffed tones. âA terrible waste of protein. It just needs a little extra chewing, thatâs all.â
Thirrin had watched the exchange in silence, but now she sat forward in her chair. âActually, I wouldnât mind a sandwich myself.â
Cressida looked at her thunderously. How dare her own mother not support her stance? The chaos that was the Icemarkâs government needed to be controlled and subjected to a little discipline, and her decision to ban food fromimportant meetings was the first of many reforms she had planned. âMadame, I really feel that eating and drinkingââ
âAh, drinking, good idea!â said Tharaman. âBeer would go down nicely at the moment. Thereâs a particularly good brew just in from the South Riding. I sampled a few bowls last night andââ
âWe canât have alcohol in a meeting!â Cressida almost wailed.
Thirrin sighed. Her daughter was an excellent Crown Princess, but she dreaded to think what sort of puritanical state sheâd introduce once she ascended the throne. She really had to learn that you cannot suppress peopleâs natural exuberance. Even trying could be disastrous; sheâd probably make herself the most unpopular monarch since Theobold the Thin, who had tried to introduce a tax on food, and was finally sent into exile when he decided to ban all alcoholic drinks.
âCressida, every meeting Iâve ever attended in the Icemark has been liberally supplied with food and drink,â she said gently. âAnd, do you know, for all the debauchery and lack of etiquette, we really didnât do too badly, did we? Every coastal raid pushed back into the sea, every invasion defeated,
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