More Politics

Drake raised his glass to Alistair knowing his capabilities then drank a bit. He leaned against the wall, his legs crossed as he drew circles around the lip of the glass, "Calli is a determined woman but she does blink when she is not intimidating people." He chuckled, a prize to some, "But she is not the issue here. Well, not after I speak with her anyhow. I'm likely to be sleeping with the Mabari's so I hope you appreciate what I am doing."

He drank a bit more, "Either you are going to have to get the balls to say to the Arl that you are not in a position which is not good for yourself or you will be forced to continue on this way until it kills you." A sigh and another drink before he continued, "Would you like my council upon this matter?"

''I can arrange some room for you far from her if you need it'' Alistair offered with a chuckle, and then looked at him intently

''Eamon doesn't want to hear me rant about this anyway, he is tired already. The only one who listens to me... sometimes... is Teagan. And Macha, poor Macha. I'd love any advice that would help me, thank you''

He swirled his drink then looked up, "Bring Nygozy into it." He grinned, "The woman is as devastating as a Mabari holding onto things. Eamon is in town." Drake did not say how he knew that piece of information, "Tell him that the wardens are here and that you request a meeting, luncheon maybe, with himself and his aides. Tomorrow would be good."

Drake pushed himself from the wall and downed the rest of his drink, refilled his glass and offered more to Alistair, "I know that Nyggy is upset right now but she will calm down. She has hardly eaten or slept since those fake soldiers tried to take our mounts so that probably did not help. I know Kai tried his best to get her to but she's stubborn."

Alistair's eyes looked sad knowing that. ''I do know how stubborn she is indeed. Maybe not tomorrow, but I think I can request the meeting in two days... and yes, a lunch would be awesome. I hope Teagan would come as well, but he is busy with the Bannorn...''

The King began pacing back and forth, thinking. The more he thought about it the more he liked the idea

''Maybe if we corner him he will understand! Oh Drake, that would be awesome. Imagine, I'd be free to leave with you all again, maybe I could be Nyggy's second with the Wardens, maybe we... well... Who knows...''

Suddenly grabbing Drake's hand, he started to shake it in his excitement ''Thank you, Drake, I can't thank you enough for this''

Drake nodded then drank back the rest of his drink once more and put it back on the counter. At least the king was thinking in a better frame of mind than he had been before. He watched the glimmer of hope run through the man's eyes and waited for the rest of his reaction.

As Alistair shook his hand he clasped the warden's other arm with his other hand and looked him in the eye, "You continue to forget that I am friend to both of you, Alistair. It is not something I show as often as others, and probably not as often with you as others, but I am. Remember that. I have always been council to Nygozy and have for you as well. This is something you can request when you wish."

Alistair smiled weakly at him ''Thank you, Drake. I mean, really, thank you. Here I am completely alone... if it weren't for Macha... poor, poor Macha, having to hear me while I was ranting and whining as always''

He drank what he still had in his glass and put it back with the others in the counter, feeling much better now.

''I think I'll give Nygozy some time to think about what we talked... and then I'll try talking to her again. Meanwhile, I'll see if I can manage to drag Eamon here in two days. Tomorrow is impossible, I have two or three meetings with ambassadors'' He rolled his eyes ''Sometimes I wish Anora had kept the throne''

"What about Zevran? He likely tells you what he thinks, if you ever ask him." Drake heard a harrumph sound from somewhere in the room and smirked, "I see you do not that often."

Drake patted Alistair's shoulder once more, "It is no problem, Alistair. I am sure that you two can work something out." He walked to the door, "And that Eamon will listen to reason. I keep wondering why you didn't give the throne to Anora though."

He opened the door and walked out, closing it behind himself then looked about for Calliara. She was gone. Great. That meant she was pissed at him and would likely be even more upset when he told her any news. Well they were bound to have a first fight sooner or later so he might as well get it over with. Drake sniffed the air then went off to find her figuring that Alistair would come out soon to deal with his impostor problem.