Rial is frozen for a long moment, hands clenched into fists at his side and shoulders tight, tense, mind racing and whirling and giving him the same thought over and over and over: Plourr is gone.
So it's a few minutes before he drags himself back to the present, relaxing his shoulders and taking a deep breath before leaving the room. He's gone to rescue her the only way he knows, through meetings and conferences and information and stuffy bureaucrats who don't understand that it's not just the princess who's missing, it's his wife.
So he's not exactly a knight in shining armour, perched on a white steed.
But Count Rial Pernon is going to rescue his princess all the same.
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Date: 2006-12-20 03:35 am (UTC)Rial is frozen for a long moment, hands clenched into fists at his side and shoulders tight, tense, mind racing and whirling and giving him the same thought over and over and over: Plourr is gone.
So it's a few minutes before he drags himself back to the present, relaxing his shoulders and taking a deep breath before leaving the room. He's gone to rescue her the only way he knows, through meetings and conferences and information and stuffy bureaucrats who don't understand that it's not just the princess who's missing, it's his wife.
So he's not exactly a knight in shining armour, perched on a white steed.
But Count Rial Pernon is going to rescue his princess all the same.