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".......I'm going to the kitchens," says Jane loudly, standing near the wheelbarrow which is seaward of the desk chair.

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Okay, okay, this might zap her but she thinks it won't - she gets in the wheelbarrow.

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Jane's not sure either; she takes two steps, watching for flinches.

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Nope!

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Alrighty! To the kitchens. It's a bit difficult to bump the wheelbarrow down the stairs so she gets help with that part from a passing footman.

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Oh!  It's good to know this is a thing that can happen, not so much in a physical sense as a what-people-will-do-for-her one.

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And here's the kitchen! It's crowded and busy and full of fire and knives! The servants make space for her when Jane rolls her in to have a look at everything.

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Humans are so cool.  This is maybe the most she's seen of humans being the most - human.  So much is happening and it all works together and this is how the delicious food comes about; it's not luck; it's work and smartness because they care about having food that tastes good.

Okay, okay, she can see - the food starts out looking various kinds of less good than it does when it gets to her mostly, and then they do a bunch of things to it, one of which is heating it up somehow.  The main ways of this happening are basically to put it over a thing which is over a fire, and to put it in a tiny room which a fire makes warm.  The second way seems easier to do safely, because it's already a whole little room meant to keep the hot in.  But it still seems pretty important for humans to have a way to make it not be hot, and ideally different levels of hotness, she learns, unless she wants to make a bunch of them.  And that might take a while for Cyllene to figure out.

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If she wants to watch for as long as all that Jane will make up her lunch plate right here and serve it to her in the wheelbarrow.

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She would very much like that!

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Bread and onion soup and scallops!

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It continues to be silly that humans eat tiny oceans!  And that they eat food from the sea, but not as tiny oceans!

She's not going to try to overtly signal to Jane that she wants to hang out somewhere quieter, but she does gradually become less engaged with her surroundings.

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Jane eventually wheels her out of the kitchen when she's done with her lunch and doesn't seem to be intently staring at the stove any more.

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It seems down here is better for meeting people and seeing things?

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"- uh, I suppose so, it's mostly living quarters on the upper floors."

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I want to meet the King and Queen, if this is a good idea and not a bad one.

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"I'm not sure if they're taking audiences right now but we can check." Wheel wheel.

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She scrawls -

What should I know about talk to them?

and holds it up where Jane can see.

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"- be... polite? You call them your majesty, you bow, like this -" Demonstration. "Their highnesses are more casual but their majesties aren't very formal either."

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- Nod.

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The king is present in the throne room, talking to some brand of servant, and will receive Princess Cyllene.

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She does her level best to bow while sittinglying in a wheelbarrow!

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The king inclines his head back to her. "I welcome you to Loegria," he says. "I hope you have found it to your liking. And I thank you most sincerely for the safety of my son Prince Cymbeline, who tells me you were instrumental in his rescue."

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Thank you, your majesty.

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"I have also heard that you've been showering my whole household with magical gifts, not just the pillows my queen and I received. It's very generous of you. Is there anything you find you wish of us? You are owed a great debt."

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