Chartreuse! I'm so glad you were able to come." He'd expected the latter, but it still hurt as a reminder of past mistakes. The two women looked up, Lillet happy and Amoretta pensive at the sight of the leonine alchemist. "Lillet, Amoretta, your guests are here." Amoretta was sitting in the next chair, reading, apparently content to just share the same space as her lover. Lillet was seated at a stone table, cups and saucers holding down stacks of documents which she was busy shuffling through and annotating with a quill pen. He took the guests out onto a marble terrace overlooking a sun-drenched garden. If this was the same elf, it was no surprise that he now was apparently the majordomo. After a moment, he recalled that when Lillet had graduated from the Magic Academy six years ago, she'd taken with her the elf that had been her room caretaker. Elves were among the most common servants used by magicians, but this one appeared to occupy a position of authority in the household. The elf led the way into the house, with a bemused Chartreuse following along. Lillet and Amoretta are on the terrace they'll be glad to see you." What else do you expect a master magician to ride?" Will, you and Eric go and get the Doctor and his companion's bags and bring them to the red and blue bedrooms. "Yes, and our mounts will need stabling and fodder, as they were bred rather than summoned." "Do you have any luggage, Doc?" the elf asked. Seeing him next to the servant, Chartreuse realized that the footman's livery suggested the style of the elven outfit as closely as it could while still maintaining its identity as proper livery. In the next moment, he stepped into sight, revealing himself as an elf dressed in traditional green.
"Don't worry, Will I'll take care of things." Chartreuse couldn't see at first who'd spoken, as the owner of the high-pitched, childlike voice was hidden behind the footman. Chartreuse Grande to see Miss Blan," he said in an urbane, educated voice. A footman answered his knock and wasn't able to suppress a flinch at the spectacle. With his companion from the second dragon trailing just behind him, the lion-headed man crossed the lawn and went up to the front steps. These qualities were strictly secondary ones, reflecting the fact that the man's head was that of a great male lion, at least twice the size of an ordinary human head and with a wild, flowing mane. Though he wore elegant hand-tooled riding leathers suitable for an aristocrat, his hands were covered in bronze fur and their thick fingers tipped with nonretractable claws while a tufted, furred tail protruded from the back of his breeches. Had they been able to see the rider who descended from the garnet dragon, they would have gaped even more. Nonetheless, when two jewel-toned dragons, the lead one the reddish purple of garnet and the trailing one the pale green of jade, spiraled down out of the sky to land within the boundaries of one of the estates, more than one pair of eyes were turned upwards and more than one mouth gaped open. If anything, the servants treated the unusual with even more aplomb than their masters according to the rigid codes of belowstairs society, however a-twitter they might be among themselves. The street was, after all, home to the mansions of Court ministers, the townhouses of the aristocracy, and the homes of the wealthiest of the nouveau riche bourgeois. The residents of Argentine Way were used to displays of wealth and power, from the elegant and understated to the fantastically ostentatious. So.if you still remember that you asked for it, enjoy! NOTE: This chapter begins something that a number of my readers and reviewers have asked about in response to various earlier fics.
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