Journal entries for the session held on the twenty-first of January, 2003
Tamash and I spent another age looking for Dworkin in the library, although to no avail. There are times when I wonder if Dworkin really is avoiding me. Eventually, we grew tired, or possibly impatient, and retired for the night.
The next morning, I had breakfast, and, finding Tamash still asleep, Trumped Coenna. She spent some time enthusing about the excitements of the previous evening (which appear to have mostly involved a game of cards and finally discovering the secret passages in her chambers), and then about how she was off for a ride in the country. Leaving her to it, I returned to the perennial problem of waking Tamash. He had fallen asleep in some far corner of the library, so I Trumped him some coffee, and then joined him. He'd found an interesting section of the library relating to the history of shadow Earth (which I really must get around to visiting again at some point). On the way out, we failed to find Dworkin (again), but did discover a book with a note from Dworkin in saying he'd see Tamash in two days' time. How infuriating!
Tamash next managed to find a book somewhere in the middle of the paperchase. That brough back memories! Still, I managed to persuade him that he should begin it at the beginning, and that now was not the time to waste a couple of weeks doing so. We left the library, had breakfast, and Tamash wandered off.
It did rather seem to be the day for paperchases, however. I bumped into Coenna at lunchtime, and somehow we found ourselves discussing the paperchase again. It seems she's never come across one before. The things the poor girl's missed out on... Our discussion was interrupted by Llewella coming over, and telling me that she would be around Rebma for the next few days. The hint took my thoughts back to Rebma, and I extolled its virtues to Coenna, who has never really visited (apart from a brief trump-visit during the mayhem surrounding Dannor).
After lunch (and Elaine appearing for long enough to tell us what Sebastian has been up to), Coenna and I went to Rebma. We walked down the stairs, and once I convinced Coenna that the Rebman water was safe, she was able to admire the view with me. Somehow, the water set off her red hair wonderfully. We passed a few happy hours (oh, how the time flew!) viewing the delights of Rebma (and of those there are many), only to be interrupted by a summons from the Queen. I delayed for as long as was decorous, but in the end we had to be parted, and Coenna trumped back to Amber
Queen Moire rarely issues a personal summons to someone except by delivering it to their quarters, so I knew something was afoot when a servant stopped me in the corridor to deliver the message. I shall not record in detail what was said here, in case of prying eyes getting to this record. Suffice it to say that there are things afoot in the Courts, and I suspected that I would have to travel there again. I'm spending altogether too much time at the wrong end of the Universe.
Still, the Queen seemed more than happy for me to stay in Rebma for a little while, and after all the time I've been away from home, I decided to stay for a little while, and catch up with court life. There was of course, still the question of Coenna...