Ballad:
Ballad—affectionate—bounds over for a hug before turning to, unless Flora indicates unwillingness, link her arm with Flora’s all inviting. Julian's daughter is physically affectionate; she waves to Lance, but they'll soon be jaunting down the mountain.
“Why, thank you Aunt for your exceedingly kind offer. I accept. What should I call you? Princess? Auntie? Aunt Flora? Florimel?"
"Call me Flora, dear," says Flora.
The two of them go upstairs one floor, and Flora unlocks a door and leads Ballad in.
"Except for the king’s chambers, this is the largest of the royal apartments, and unlike the
others it was designed especially by the inhabitant, me. The most recent construction in the castle, it was finished during the turmoil of the Interregnum. I guessed, quite rightly, that no one was going to notice.
The entrance sets the tone for the decor that extends throughout. The furniture is from Lance's Shadow, from a country called France, a few hundred years ago. The portrait hanging on the far wall was commissioned by the emperor of himself as a gift for me.
The sitting room leads to my favorite room in the entire palace. It gives me a
place where I can stretch out and be entirely myself. The tall plants in the corner are full, quickly-growing specimens from Eregnor..."
There are many portraits of men along the walls... But two other items quite naturally attract attention. The first is a stunningly lovely gold harp that stands toward the west side of the room. The other is a stuffed and mounted white horse.
Flora leads Ballad on to the bedroom... The bright red canopied bed occupies the center of the northern wall, its sheets of red satin.
On the vanity are two exceptional pieces of artisanship: a diamond necklace, and a golden bejeweled egg...
"Oh, but first, I must show you the view..." says Flora...
Back through the large room to the doors in the southern wall-- these doors lead to a large, semi-circular balcony that overlooks the city of Amber. Plants line the walls and stand on either side of a round table and round chairs... "Often at night I've sat at this table, a glass of brandy in my hand, and think of the romance that my life has been... Here, come and gaze out over the city..."
"Even at night, however, and even from this distance, the city sparkles from the lights
in the phosphorescent globes that light the streets... From my balcony it is quite beautiful, as all my visitors have been known to say... Bah. Lance should see this. I'll send a servant to bring him here when he's otherwise ready," says Flora, and she heads to the hallway to attend to that errand...