that for her birthday feast she wouldn't have considered it too dowdy. Slap a bit of sugar frosting on the top and it would be excellent for that, actually.
Smiling as she walked she winked at Todd, "I was just thinking that you could bring some of those muffins along with us? They're very good. If I could bake at all, I'd ask for the recipe."
Rather than be insulted, which nearly every other Count in the whole land would have been, he actually clapped his hands twice. Loudly and slowly enough that his deep blue shirt sleeves waved in response.
"I can do that. Some other things as well. I need to pack, but I can be ready in time. Good idea. I should take something as a visiting present anyway. Which means I should leave you both here and run do that, or my offerings won't be impressive enough." His eyes narrowed a bit, and his happy face actually moved into being stern. "That won't do at all. I just wish that Terlee could come too. Neither of us has seen anyone in years. Not since they left."
Sara nodded, but didn't say anything. If Countess Thomson wanted to go with them, she was welcome, but the woman hadn't asked about it, and...
She managed to get out the door, and was in her small tan ship before she realized what she was actually thinking of doing. Trying not to let her throat close on her, she moved a bit outside the city and set down on the north side. That was where the new space base was being put in. All made of lovely tan and brown focus stone. Concentrated dirt. It was incredible stuff really, but not all of it was lovely to look at. This wasn't bad, but the kind made up north a few hundred miles was actually attractive. Black with streaks of red in it. Like the old style vehicle that Countess Thorgood used.
Really, she needed to suggest to Todd that he have Flynn build them one, with fine carvings all over the exterior of it. That would be stunning.
Patting her pocket, Sara tried to remember which one had the correct communications device in it. She had three of them now. One that only let her speak to Timon, Trice and a few other people. Most of them Baker family members or other Ancients. Immortals, really, since they weren't all that old. Most of them were younger than she was really. She'd never had to use that one, but the other two were handy enough.
She pulled the one that Terry had given her, and tried to put in Countess Thomson using her title, which didn't do anything, meaning the name wasn't there. After a few more tries, she simply tapped the surface of the glasslike device, hitting glowing blue and green letters until she worked it out.
"If her little brother put her name in, it wouldn't be as Countess anyone , would it? Not even Tamerlane. No, it would be what her people call her."
That got set up quickly. Terlee. Simple and so close to being common that most would have taken it as an insult. Not that Countess though. She was better than that. Above petty things like being worried what was said about her.
The voice that came had a picture with it. That of a lovely young woman whose face should have made Sara jealous. She was just so sweet, gentle, and generous, that begrudging her anything seemed wrong.
"Hello? Sara isn't it? Tor and Tim's friend? Tiera mentioned you, as well. What may I do for you today?" It should have sounded phony, or at least merely polite, but it didn't. She'd asked what she could do for Sara, and meant it. Because she was a friend with some of her family members.
Maybe even just because she was that good of a person.
Sara smiled at the little image in her hand. It was perfect and as clear as looking through a fine glass window. She knew that on the other end the same thing would be happening too, so she let her eyes wrinkle at the edges, even if she were tired already.
"Hello, Terlee. I'm taking a trip up to Harmony in a few hours, and was wondering if you'd like to go too? Todd's going, though Ursula is staying here, since she has work to do. I can come get
Smiling as she walked she winked at Todd, "I was just thinking that you could bring some of those muffins along with us? They're very good. If I could bake at all, I'd ask for the recipe."
Rather than be insulted, which nearly every other Count in the whole land would have been, he actually clapped his hands twice. Loudly and slowly enough that his deep blue shirt sleeves waved in response.
"I can do that. Some other things as well. I need to pack, but I can be ready in time. Good idea. I should take something as a visiting present anyway. Which means I should leave you both here and run do that, or my offerings won't be impressive enough." His eyes narrowed a bit, and his happy face actually moved into being stern. "That won't do at all. I just wish that Terlee could come too. Neither of us has seen anyone in years. Not since they left."
Sara nodded, but didn't say anything. If Countess Thomson wanted to go with them, she was welcome, but the woman hadn't asked about it, and...
She managed to get out the door, and was in her small tan ship before she realized what she was actually thinking of doing. Trying not to let her throat close on her, she moved a bit outside the city and set down on the north side. That was where the new space base was being put in. All made of lovely tan and brown focus stone. Concentrated dirt. It was incredible stuff really, but not all of it was lovely to look at. This wasn't bad, but the kind made up north a few hundred miles was actually attractive. Black with streaks of red in it. Like the old style vehicle that Countess Thorgood used.
Really, she needed to suggest to Todd that he have Flynn build them one, with fine carvings all over the exterior of it. That would be stunning.
Patting her pocket, Sara tried to remember which one had the correct communications device in it. She had three of them now. One that only let her speak to Timon, Trice and a few other people. Most of them Baker family members or other Ancients. Immortals, really, since they weren't all that old. Most of them were younger than she was really. She'd never had to use that one, but the other two were handy enough.
She pulled the one that Terry had given her, and tried to put in Countess Thomson using her title, which didn't do anything, meaning the name wasn't there. After a few more tries, she simply tapped the surface of the glasslike device, hitting glowing blue and green letters until she worked it out.
"If her little brother put her name in, it wouldn't be as Countess anyone , would it? Not even Tamerlane. No, it would be what her people call her."
That got set up quickly. Terlee. Simple and so close to being common that most would have taken it as an insult. Not that Countess though. She was better than that. Above petty things like being worried what was said about her.
The voice that came had a picture with it. That of a lovely young woman whose face should have made Sara jealous. She was just so sweet, gentle, and generous, that begrudging her anything seemed wrong.
"Hello? Sara isn't it? Tor and Tim's friend? Tiera mentioned you, as well. What may I do for you today?" It should have sounded phony, or at least merely polite, but it didn't. She'd asked what she could do for Sara, and meant it. Because she was a friend with some of her family members.
Maybe even just because she was that good of a person.
Sara smiled at the little image in her hand. It was perfect and as clear as looking through a fine glass window. She knew that on the other end the same thing would be happening too, so she let her eyes wrinkle at the edges, even if she were tired already.
"Hello, Terlee. I'm taking a trip up to Harmony in a few hours, and was wondering if you'd like to go too? Todd's going, though Ursula is staying here, since she has work to do. I can come get
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