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The Castle
the centre of royal life
The castle sits at the centre of sprawling grounds containing gardens, training arenas, barracks, the royal stables and Lake Lilith, which is fed by the River Twinge. The royal guards which are stationed at various points around the territory will occasionally check fairies’ identities but are usually happy to let visitors wander around, unless the king orders otherwise. Within the castle itself, the west wing is the personal residence of the royal family, the east wing is the home of the court and the servants’ quarters on the lower levels. The castle is practically impregnable and is well-guarded against attack.


royal men
royal women
Morgana, sister of the King

Lady Alethea
Lady Styx
Captain Flynn
Lord Anapa
Lady Electra
Lady Rhyolite

Residents and Employees

Grayson, Squire
Flynn, Captain of the Royal Guard
Caldera, Royal & Alliance Guard
Dylan, Trainee Guard
Saffron Trainee Guard
Alector, Trainee Guard
Amber, Treasurer
Gavin, Artist
Danny, Royal Doctor
Graeling, Naval Navigator
Mohana, Librarian

Madeline, Housekeeper
Margaret, Kitchen Maid
Alistair, Stable Boy
Luke, Kennel Boy
Cypress, Kennel Boy
Jacopo, Kidnapper

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  • Royal court: The royal court is a place for people to receive an audience with members of the royal family. Petitions can be presented to the king, connections made and events held.
  • Royal stables: The royal stables offers quality horses on lease for a variety of uses.
  • Royal schools: Children can receive private tuition or schooling here.
  • Royal library: The largest collection of written works in all of Shaman.
  • Royal hospital: The only official hospital in Shaman, this is where the sick and wounded are brought to be cared for.
  • Royal gardens: Beautiful and varied gardens which are open to the public. Includes allotments, flower gardens, and open spaces to walk or ride in.
  • Barracks: Royal and Alliance guards and soldiers live in the barracks.
  • Training arena: A well-equipped arena for knights, soldiers and guards to develop their fitness and skills.
once a dream did weave a shade

Whether Mordred being lanky made him difficult to train with, Gaiane couldn’t say. She hadn’t exactly had any other partners. Besides, she was loyal. Mordred had taught her an awful lot. Sure she’d known the principles of combat and the theory, but he’d built her muscles and discipline and actually taught her how to strike. It had been a big leap from reading about the force for a punch, and actually throwing on (Gaiane had been certain her hand was broken at the lightest jab). He’d taught her everything, so she’d hesitated to change who she trained with. She supposed it was possible Mordred was getting tired of the lack of competition.

She was grateful that the dinner bell rang before she had to give excuses for not converting. Taking the offered hand lightly, Gaiane followed the family to the table, and waited as her chair was pulled for her. Smoothing her gown as she sat, Gaiane had a hard time pulling her eyes away from her date, though she’d managed as Nimueh leaned in to whisper to her. She chuckled amicably, though she had no idea if that had been a typical experience or just one within the royal household.

It hardly mattered, and the soup was served shortly after. In case there was any sort of ritual that the family liked to do, or the family would wait for the missing member to appear before beginning, Gaiane waited until someone else had begun before dipping her own soup into the fragrant soup. Unsurprisingly, Tristan was the first.

By the time Morgana arrived, Gaiane was halfway through the bowl, and far more relaxed about the entire evening. She wasn’t getting any vibes that the family disliked her, and she hoped that meant she was making Mordred proud of her, making him love her more. She smiled at the woman striding so confidently across the hall, and set her spoon down.

“It’s a pleasure to meet you.” Gaiane hopped by initiating the greeting she might avoid more comments about her looks compared to Mordred’s (though she still wasn’t sure what the family meant by it.) The smell of the main course was wafting gently into the hall, sweet and spiced, and surprisingly unfishy. Certain that Mordred had been a bit naughty and dropped hints to the chef, Gaiane left the last few spoonfuls of soup in the bowl, leaving room for one of her favorite courses to be brought. Under the table, her hand reached over to rest on Mordred’s free hand contently.

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