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It was a lovely day on the Somniel. The sun was shining and the wind was just right. By all appearances, everything seemed to be in perfect order. However, a certain white-haired Steward would beg to differ. Vander was currently seated in his personal office that the Divine One had so graciously gifted him as he went over the events of the day. Ever since the establishment of the Somniel’s magical messaging system, Vander had found himself quite a bit busier than usual seeing as he had been tasked with managing it. Don’t get him wrong, it was a great honor to be given such a duty by the Divine One herself, but…it seemed he had underestimated just how much trouble the Somniel’s newest inhabitants could cause. Weren’t these people supposed to be royalty? Or at the very least closely affiliated with royalty in some cases? Vander felt a headache coming on as he thought back on all of the strange and absurd things he had witnessed ever since the Somniel started to become more populated. Closing his eyes, he rubbed his forehead and let out a long sigh of frustration.
“Let us just get this over with,” he thought to himself as he began to write down his notices for the day.
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Framme - You may not organize an official Divine Dragon panel for people from all over Elyos to come and ask the Divine One anything. As a Steward, you should know by now that not just anyone is allowed to enter the Somniel. Besides, the Divine One is far too busy to waste her time on something as trivial as this…what do you mean you saw her running around collecting “pretty pebbles”?
Clanne - I have seen your list of questions that you want to ask the Divine One. A word of advice, I do not believe it would be wise to ask her what her “foot size is”. Even if you did not mean it in that way, it is still hardly an appropriate thing to ask.
Alfred - I understand that the Divine One favors you as her instructor for her strength training, but I do not believe that this extends to every other aspect of her daily routine as well. Please stop coaching her on how to eat her cereal in the morning.
Etie - Stop challenging Boucheron to boulder throwing contests. I assure you that there are far better ways to compare your strengths, and the both of you will pay for any damages you cause.
Boucheron - Firstly, I would not call myself “Doucheron” if I were you. Just because a random child at the local market told you that “Douche” means cool does not mean it is true. And secondly, stop allowing yourself to be bribed with sandwiches. It brings you no shortage of trouble, especially when it comes to Etie.
Céline - I have already told you, there are no special Divine Dragon tea leaves grown here on the Somniel, the rumors are not true. Yes, I am sure.
Louis - Perhaps you misunderstood. When you get assigned to wake-up duty, it means you are to wake the Divine One up at the usual hour every morning so that she may get ready for the day. It is not an invitation to stare at her sleeping form for hours on end. We were far behind schedule on that day because of you.
Chloé - No, the Divine One did not enter her thousand year slumber because of a cursed spinning wheel. I do not appreciate you throwing our only one over the edge of the Somniel and I fully expect you to cover the costs for a replacement.
Divine One
- Please forgive me for questioning you, Divine One, but could you elaborate on why you have made a habit of collecting horse manure? On second thought, please ignore the question.