Marital Arts Part 17 - The Motherly AdviceBy the table in the Royal Breakfast room, beneath huge chandeliers with a few candles burning, Princess Aziel was sitting with her sister Princess Alselane and their cousin, Prince Iardanel. They were talking yesterday's festivities over, as Uriel walked into the room, retrieving a china plate from the buffet and starting to fill it with food, before stopping and regarding his son and nieces.
"Morning," he paused and became greeted with the same word from the trio by the table.
"You look tired, uncle," Aziel went on, tilting her head as she regarded Uriel while he finished gathering breakfast and sat down opposite of the others.
"Guess it became late. Then I was affected with the energy levels of the palace. What exactly has been happening around here?"
"The usual," Alselane rolled her eyes. "Elves fucking like rabbits!"
"Mind your language," Aziel berated her younger sister.
"But it is true, so don't be so prudent, sis!"
"I'm not..." Alselane began before Iardanel cutting her off.