(Molly) ** it's around five o'clock when she starts to stir. The dawn sends reddish shafts of light around the edges of the curtains, a sure warning of a stormy day ahead. She wriggles back against him with a soft sigh, half asleep
(Molly) Ah, liebling, this is a rather wonderful way to wake up
(@Morgan) There are certainly worse ways

** You're now known as Molly
* Molly stretches a little, awakening further
(Molly) I cannot think of many better
* Molly pays attention to the position of his body and hand, and his tone of voice
* @Morgan is in almost the exact position as when she went to sleep
(@Morgan) looks like there's going to be a storm today
* Molly lays her hand over his
(Molly) Is there?
(@Morgan) red sky
* Molly nods. She squeezes his hand softly
(Molly) Thank you for this
(@Morgan) its fine blossom
* Molly turns to face him. The light is soft on her features, and he sees no sign of the previous night's pain
(Molly) Did you sleep?
(@Morgan) I think I may have
* Molly smiles softly
(Molly) Good
* Molly looks thoughtful a moment
(Molly) The pain is all gone now
(@Morgan) Good
(Molly) Although... *She rolls away, carefully moving to the edge* I'll just be a minute
* Molly leaves the bed, disappearing into their ensuite.  She is indeed gone about a minute
* @Morgan rolls from the bed, gathering clothes for the day
* Molly comes back out, smiling warmly
(Molly) I am absolutely fine
(@Morgan) Good
* @Morgan looks mildly confused
* Molly slips back into their warm bed
(Molly) What confuses you so, liebes herz?
(@Morgan) How you've come to that conclusion
* Molly nods slightly. She looks to his expression, as if deciding what to say
(Molly) Would you prefer a medical explanation or a less detailed one?
(@Morgan) less detailed is fine
* Molly smiles
(Molly) I am experiencing no bleeding
(@Morgan) I see
* Molly nods
* Molly watches him
(Molly) Would you like me to get up with you, liebling?
(@Morgan) No, you get some rest if you need it my love, I'll be fine
* Molly smiles, blushing
(Molly) You know where I'll be, should you need or want me
* @Morgan nods
* Molly wriggles back down into the bed with a contented smile, eyes closing
* @Morgan pulls the last of his clothes on before heading for the door
(Molly) **he can smell the forewarned storm in the air of Fischler's hallways, low and sharp. The light from the windows is stronger but still rosier than he'd like.
* @Morgan grunts, heading downstairs towards the kitchen
(Molly) **it's smells deliciously of sourdough bread and sizzling bacon. Staff clatter around, chatting and laughing within
* @Morgan wanders into the kitchen, glancing at the staff
(Molly) **the noise stops, silence spreading outwards with him at the epicentre. They all look unsure, wary, but polite. Bows and curtsies are given
* @Morgan waves them off
(@Morgan) Don't mind me... I'm just looking for some coffee
(Molly) **they still look unsure, but he's pointed in the direction of a table with lots of different coffee jars. Up on the top shelf, away from the others is a jar with a bow on it. The label says it's from the Cafe Kaffee in Freiburg
* @Morgan frowns slightly, sniffing at the different blends
(Molly) **they all smell different, ranging from light and sweet to deep and almost smokey
* @Morgan selects the Cafe Kaffee and starts preparing it
(Molly) **within no time, he has a small jug full of coffee, and a cup. The servants watch him with poorly hidden curiosity
* @Morgan pours a cup slowly
(@Morgan) You know... chances are I won't explode if you talk to me...
(Molly) **they all look towards a young man cooking eggs, as if he somehow has seniority
(Molly) M: Yes, my Lord. We just do not usually see guests in here
(@Morgan) You won't normally find a guest who knows how to make his own coffee, either, but here we are
(Molly) M: *he nods* Yes, my Lord. *he flips the eggs* we usually make all the food and drinks for the guests.
(@Morgan) well, I didn't want to distract you from that task, I know how surly noble types can be if breakfast is late
(Molly) **there is a great deal of suppressed giggles and laughs as they all try to not behave inappropriately
(Molly) M: *he nods, flipping the eggs again* I couldn't possibly comment, my Lord
(Molly) ***there's a clatter and a vodacce curse word from the hallway outside the kitchen
* @Morgan sips his coffee, looking towards the doorway
(AndroUser) **there's no further sound
* @Morgan wanders to the door and looks outside
(AndroUser) **Isiah Fischler stands in the hall, looking confusedly at blood on the back of his hand. Morgan can see it's come from his bloodied nose. He looks like a man who has drunk all night and decided not to sleep it off
(@Morgan) Would you care for some coffee, Graf?
** You're now known as Isiah
* Isiah blinks briefly, bringing Morgan into focus
(Isiah) Yes, coffee would be good
* @Morgan nods, disappearing back into the kitchen momentarily, reappearing with a second cup of coffee
* Isiah smells like a mix of rum, whiskey and blokners, mixed with the scent of expensive brothels
* @Morgan proffers the second cup
* Isiah takes it, only slightly unsteadily.
(Isiah) Thank You, I appreciate it
(@Morgan) have you slept at all?
* Isiah shrugs
(Isiah) I think I passed out for about half an hour
(@Morgan) perhaps it would be an idea to retire for a time?
(Isiah) Bloody women.
(@Morgan) generally speaking, I'd disagree... in this instance, however...
* Isiah waves his hand, narrowly avoiding sloshing hot coffee on himself
(Isiah) Apologies, I will not disgrace the honour of your family. I retract my comment
(@Morgan) The honour of my family is mostly intact, despite what public opinion makes of my behaviour
* Isiah appears to have no clue what Morgan is talking about. He mutters again
(Isiah) Should never have married a woman like that
(@Morgan) Make no mistake, when my cousin decides on having something, its very rare that she doesn't get it. She's single minded, if nothing else.
(Isiah) She's a... a... *he looks thoughtful* no, no, I won't speak against your cousin to You, I'm not in any fit state for a duel
(@Morgan) I doubt I'd disagree with you, but that may be a wise choice regardless
(Isiah) **Morgan notices he hasn't heard any noise from the kitchen staff in a minute or so
* @Morgan strides back into the kitchen quickly, picking up the jug before looking at the staff
(Isiah) **he doesn't get all the way into the kitchen, because the moment he pushes the door it meets the face of the servant who was flipping the eggs
(Isiah) M: Ouch!
* Isiah starts laughing
(Isiah) **there are a few giggles amongst the servants, but most quietly await what Morgan will do next*
* @Morgan goes in and picks up the jug
(@Morgan) best not let those breakfasts be late...
(Isiah) **there's a chorus of "Yes, my Lord", including from the man who now has a bleeding nose
* @Morgan carries the jug back into the corridor
(@Morgan) how about we find somewhere a little more comfortable... and discreet... I doubt your father would be particularly gracious if he saw you just now
* Isiah looks like he's going to argue, then shrugs, leading the way to an office deep in the house. He unlocks the door with some difficulty. Inside it smells like his wife's perfume.
(Isiah) Bloody Alarice!
(@Morgan) that'll take a while to get rid of
* Isiah nods
(Isiah) Someone will air it out.
* @Morgan nods
* Isiah sits down none-too-gently on a chaise somewhat similar to the one Alarice was painted nude on
(Isiah) I should have known she'd be a bloody nightmare. No offense.
* @Morgan shrugs
* Isiah runs both hands through his hair
(Isiah) At least an annulment will be quick *he stands, moving towards the coffee jug*
(@Morgan) I would hope so
* Isiah shrugs
(Isiah) It always is if one of them is a murderer
(@Morgan) I see
* Isiah lifts the jug, though his hands are somewhat unsteady
(Isiah) Keeping it quiet will be the hard bit
* @Morgan nods
(@Morgan) oh yes
* Isiah somehow manages to pour two cups without spilling
(Isiah) That's why father has her locked up in a secret guardhouse rather than the jail. *he looks to Morgan a moment* To protect your family and ours
(@Morgan) It'll come out eventually... particularly if the penalty is as harsh as it could be
* Isiah reaches into his pocket and withdraws an ornate gold flask
(Isiah) Maybe.
(@Morgan) with respect... you don't need any more of that today
* Isiah looks surprised
(Isiah) Your advice is noted. *he looks like he might continue to undo it, then sighs, sticking it in his pocket* But the last time I ignored the advice you'd given, I ended up wedded to a scheming, manipulative b-... No, no, I won't say any more.
* @Morgan shrugs
* Isiah sits down, sipping his coffee
(@Morgan) Its not like I'm some all seeing oracle... I'm just in the habit of trying to be reasonable about things
(Isiah) How is _your_ wife this morning?
(@Morgan) not dying, luckily
* Isiah is starting to look and sound more sober
(Isiah) It was as serious as that?
* @Morgan nods
(@Morgan) You don't think I'd interrupt a meal in front of guests if it weren't, surely
(Isiah) True, true. *he shakes his head with a sigh* Bloody Alarice.
(@Morgan) if its any consolation, I didn't really understand how dangerous she is when I was first warned
* Isiah nods, sipping the fragrant coffee again
(Isiah) She's very devious. And very dangerous.
* @Morgan nods
(@Morgan) indeed
* @Morgan sips his coffee
(Isiah) She really hates your veisgraffin
(@Morgan) she's jealous
* Isiah looks puzzled
(Isiah) Because of the young freiarr?
(@Morgan) partly I suppose... Alaric spent some time trying to persuade me that she and I should marry... even went so far as to setup someone propositioning my wife
* Isiah looks shocked
(Isiah) Disgraceful. *he looks thoughtful* how long ago was that?
(@Morgan) not as long as you'd like to think
(Isiah) Bloody Alarice!
(@Morgan) That'll end up being your epitaph if you keep saying it, you know
* Isiah nods
(Isiah) It'd be fitting. I thought I was the Graf because I was chosen by Theus. But why would he chose a wh-..._woman_ like her to be my wife?!
(@Morgan) I'm entirely the wrong person to be having a theological conversation with I'm afraid
* Isiah nods, sipping his coffee again
(Isiah) It appears she's made a fool of me.
(@Morgan) she does that
(Isiah) She told me she'd admired me from afar for years and that we were similar, both under the control of our family and wanting more autonomy. Stupidly I believed her. I felt like she understood me and my life in a way that others didn't.
(@Morgan) she's always been very charismatic
* Isiah shakes his head
(Isiah) She's a narcissist.  It's not charisma, it's manipulation.
* Isiah finishes his coffee, pouring more with a steady hand
(Isiah) She's fortunate I'm not the Eisenfurst yet.
(@Morgan) perhaps
(Isiah) No perhaps about it *he sips the coffee * I am a harder man than my father
* Isiah finishes the coffee. He stands, putting the cup down* I'm going to take a nap *he offers Morgan his hand to shake* Thank you.
* @Morgan shakes his hand 
(@Morgan) welcome
* Isiah inclines his head, sitting back on the chaise
* @Morgan leaves the office
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(@AndroUser) **The hallway outside Isiah's office is quiet, apart from the snoring coming from behind the door he's just exited. A nearby clock strikes six times
* Morgan sips his coffee before heading off towards the Eisenfursts office
** You're now known as Faulk
* @Faulk bumps into him as Morgan turns a corner. Luckily, his coffee isn't spilled. Faulk smiles, though there's a tension around his eyes that Morgan isn't used to
(Morgan) Your grace
* @Faulk bows slightly
(@Faulk) Good morning, veisgraf. Are you well?
(Morgan) realistically about as well as can be expected... yourself?
* @Faulk smiles a little
(@Faulk) Much the same. How is your wife now?
(Morgan) she's doing better
* @Faulk nods
(@Faulk) I am most glad to hear that. If there is anything at all she needs, please do not hesitate to let me know, and she shall have it
* Morgan nods
(Morgan) I'm sure she'll be grateful for your concern
* @Faulk nods
(@Faulk) Have you seen my son this morning?
* Morgan nods slowly
(@Faulk) Where might I find him?
(Morgan) if i may be blunt?
* @Faulk frowns slightly
(@Faulk) Of course
(Morgan) he's sleeping it off. He hasn't slept and i persuaded him that the best corse of action right now was to get some rest
* @Faulk nods slowly
(@Faulk) I did wonder if he would end up in such a state. *he nods to himself briefly* Alright. Have you had breakfast?
* Morgan shakes his head
(Morgan) just some coffee
(Morgan) though I understand breakfast is well under way
(@Faulk) It usually is by now. I've never broken the habit of early waking, even after being the Eisenfurst for thirty five years.
* Morgan nods
* @Faulk turns, motiining for Morgan to head with him back towards the dining room
(@Faulk) Shall we?
(Morgan) as you wish your grace
* @Faulk leads him to a smaller dining space connected to the huge dining room but seperate. It's small but functional. Very quickly a buffet of breakfast is brought to the table, and the servants are dismissed.
(@Faulk) Should I send something up for the veisgrafin?
(Morgan) She'll be down when she's hungry I suspect. Last night took a toll on her
* @Faulk nods solemnly
(@Faulk) That does not surprise me. It is lucky she has a strong constitution
(Morgan) indeed
* @Faulk pours coffee for them both, and then gathers food to his plate before speaking
(@Faulk) In a few hours, I will need statements from you both, as well as any evidence you can provide
* Morgan nods
(Morgan) Some won't be available
* @Faulk looks up
(@Faulk) Because?
(Morgan) Because I don;t have it with me. I'm not nearly daft enough to carry that sort of thing around
(@Faulk) But you can put in your statement the information from the evidence you don't have in your possession yet?
* Morgan nods
(@Faulk) How soon can you provide the things you do not have at present?
(Morgan) however long it takes to retrieve it from Sudlachenburg... though I would want it back.
* @Faulk nods
(@Faulk) Of course. It'd be around four days, if done at the utmost urgency and riders rode night and day
* Morgan nods
(@Faulk) How urgently would you say I need that evidence? Is there anything in it that would be essential to building a case?
(Morgan) it goes only to motive, I suppose... Karstens behaviour, so I'm not sure you'd need it at all
* Morgan sips his coffee
* @Faulk nods
(@Faulk) I won't send anyone urgently then. Once I've seen your statements and discussed it with Herr Dreschler I will know whether to send for it.
* Morgan sighs, sitting back in the chair
(@Faulk) The sooner she is dealt with, the easier it will be on all our reputations. It will damage the konigsreich greatly once the other Eisenfurst and Eisenfurstins know of it
(Morgan) that reminds me... I need a favour
* @Faulk smiles
(@Faulk) You'd be surprised how rarely I hear that (!)
(Morgan) You'd be surprised at how infrequently I say it, however
* @Faulk nods, becoming serious
(@Faulk) What do you need?
(Morgan) I need half an hour with my cousin... out of whichever guardhouse she's hidden in
* @Faulk looks a little curious
(@Faulk) You can see her, of course. But taking her out of her confinement seems risky.
(Morgan) She's not going to escape
* @Faulk nods slowly
(@Faulk) Alright. But only because I trust your judgment and honour. I would not grant this request from almost anyone else.
* Morgan nods
(Morgan) I appreciate that
* @Faulk nods
(@Faulk) She is being kept in a secure house down at the lake side.
(Morgan) perfect
* @Faulk gives him some directions
(@Faulk) You will be asked for a password, but there isn't one
(Morgan) Thats rather clever
* @Faulk smiles slightly
(@Faulk) It was my late wife's  idea
* Morgan sips his coffee, nodding
(@Faulk) I will also need more information on what Alarice owes to Innesbruck so I can give you the funds. Can you provide that today, or should I send a rider to Innesbruck?
(Morgan) I may have something in the room, I'll look later
(@Faulk) I'd appreciate it
* @Faulk finishes his breakfast
(@Faulk) Is there anything else I can help you with?
(Morgan) Not that I can think of right now... is there anything you need from me that you've not already menti0oned?
(@Faulk) Not for now, thank you
* Morgan finishes his coffee
(Morgan) I'd reckon the Graf will be better equipped to deal with things around eleven or so
* @Faulk nods
(@Faulk) He sobers up quickly once he's slept, it's a family trait.
* Morgan nods
* @Faulk inclines his head, and disappears further into the house
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