Talibah was standing in his room with a goblet of wine in his left hand, as he looked down through a window upon the citizens of Alubarna getting ready for the night of partying and food. The news of Talibah's anniversary feast for his wedding had been let known to the public that morning, and all day everyone had been preparing for the festivities that would take place. Talibah couldn't help but grin in amusement as he recalled the various furious debates his brothers had with him about the feast. They had both been very adamant about him not going through with it, siting that he could be attacked or poisoned. "Honestly, they are far far to over protective of me." Talibah would say to himself before taking his goblet and downing the rest of the wine that was inside of it. As Talibah spoke to himself, he could hear the steps of two figures, more then likely his brothers coming to talk some more sense into him, as they put it. He did love his brothers dearly, but they could be quite stubborn when they wanted to be. Of course, so could he.

Walking over to the small coffee table that was in the center of the room, where sitting upon it was a wine glass. Talibah's room was decently large, been able to fill a king sized bed which was along on the northern left portion of the room, along with one L couch in the center of the room with a coffee table to fill the middle, which all sat atop a well crafted rug. Along the western wall was dressers with various things upon the top of them, most of them decorations. Inside the drawers were cloths and jewelry that Talibah wore from time to time. Along the walls of the room were various decorations that adorned most of the rooms of the royal family, as well as windows every now and again that allowed air to enter and leave as it wanted, so long as the windows remained open, which they all were for the moment. Talibah's crook which he received from his wife was beside the couch, leaning on it right where he put it earlier.

As Talibah lifted up the wine glass that was on the table, he would pour himself another cup of win before his two brothers finally barged in. "Talibah." Looking over, Talibah would look at his eldest brother with an eyebrow quirked, his smile of amusement still there "What can I do for my two loving brothers? I would offer you a drink but I only have one cup." Talibah would say jokingly. The joking however would be met with two frowns, as he brothers looked at him disapprovingly, his elder brother stood in the door way with his arms crossed disapprovingly, as his eldest walked over to him.

Talibah would look calmly at his eldest brother as he approached and got closer. Though as the two stood face to face, the height difference between the two shown through, as Talibah at 6'5 was two inches over his brother who was only 6'3. The two looked at each other, Talibah with amusement at the interesting conversation, his Eldest Brother with a look like he was angry and Talibah. Both stood there for a few moments before his eldest brother broke the silence. "Stop with this Farce Talibah." His Eldest Brother spoke as he looked more and more disapprovingly. "You could be seriously attacked! Or even poisoned!" Eldest Brother would speak with growing frustration, as this talk was had on more then one occasion in the last month, to which Talibah was adamant about going about despite the risks on his life.

Talibah would scoff at his Eldest Brother's words, like they were something that couldn't happen. Taking a sip of his wine, Talibah would go back to standing beside the window that looked down upon the citizens of Alubarna. "Brother, i'll be fine. You are simply over reacting!" Talibah would say with a slight smile on his face, looking at easy with entire situation. "I'll have the royal guard to protect me, not to mention you and Elder Brother will be there to watch over everything! I have nothing to worry about." As Talibah spoke he would swirl around the wine in his glass as he looked over both of them. Walking towards his Eldest Brother he would wrap an arm around his neck "Besides, everyone is already preparing for the festivities tonight, its far to late to cancel now!" Talibah would laugh out heartily. Leading his Eldest Brother over to the window, to which his Eldest would allow to happen, Talibah would motion with his goblet to the people below that were preparing. "Look at this Brother! Can you look at them and tell me they aren't excited? So what if I may be attacked? With all of this dire news we need something to help lighten up the city!" Talibah would say with his smile still on his face.

Talibah's Eldest brother would continue to look skeptical throughout Talibah's little speech, not at all looking swayed. But as he stood there and looked down upon the citizens of the city, he would sigh. "Very well Talibah, i'll allow it to go through." Shoving away from Talibah, his Eldest Brother would point a finger up at Talibah with a serious look on his face. "However, You will not leave the main tent unless accompanied by at least five guards." Talibah's Eldest said before turning away from him and walking towards the door of the room. Talibah's Elder brother would look at their Eldest with a look of suprise, opening his mouth in outrage, however nothing would come out as he watched their Eldest leave the room. Turning towards Talibah he would open his mouth again in outrage, but just like before nothing came out. Grunting in frustration he would follow out after their Eldest.

Talibah watched this with his smile returning full force, threatening to turn into a grin as he snickered to himself. "Ah, how I love our family interactions." Before laughing out loud. Calming down after a minute of laughing, he would turn his attention back to the people below as they continued preparing, unaware of what had happened up in Talibah's room. Talibah would stand there and just watch, entranced about how the common people always seemed to do things. Talibah would stand there sipping wine, to when it starts becoming dusk. Upon noticing it was dark out, he would say to himself "Well, I guess I should get ready. No doubt my wife will have taken all day to look her best." Laughing to himself, he would get himself ready for the festivities.

Talibah looked into the full body mirror that was in the north eastern part of his room, looking to make sure he had dressed himself properly. Usually he would of had his servants dress him like normal, but today was a special day, as it was a celebration of his marriage. Talibah couldn't allow anything beside his own personal touch to his apparel, it would be unfair to his wife if he didn't. Giving himself a look over once more, Talibah would take in what he had chosen to wear today. He was wearing his usually standard outfit, consisting of his white silken cloak that went down to just above his ankles. On each of his ears he wore two finely made golden earrings, and instead of his usual shoulder jewelry that held multiple sapphires, he instead wore a simple golden ring that did little besides hold his cloak on, the clasps being a golden Ankh. Besides this he also wore a black sliken shirt that went around from his neck just below the chin, going around his shoulders before going all the way down his arms until they gloved his hands. Around his forearms were to arm guards made of gold inlaid with Lapis Lazuli that went from his elbow to his wrist, not impairing their movement of course. Around Talibah's mid section he had two rings that braced his stomach area in a firm grasp, yet allowed him ease of movement and breath. Talibah's pants were his normal long baggy brown silk with slits in the fore legs. Around Talibah's waist he wore the golden ornaments that have no functionality besides making him look better. Going down the center of his pants below his pelvis is a white cloak that stops just above his ankles.

Talibah looked at himself and knew everything was in place and just the way he liked it. Laughing to himself of how absurd he was being. Here he was standing in front of a full body mirror, having just put on almost everything he wore everyday, yet at the same time taking care to make everything perfect. He simply had to laugh all the harder. Shrugging his shoulders to adjust his cloak a bit, knowing that it was about time he went and saw his wife. Hopefully she would be ready by now, Talibah knew no fury like his Wife when he tried to look at her before she was ready. She even took extreme measures such as to taking over a spare bedroom just for occasions just as this. It made him laugh all the harder.

Walking towards the door, Talibah would take up his crook that still leaned against his couch, not stopping as he simply took it up as he continued walking. Twirling it in his hand to adjust to its weight again, Talibah would stamp it on the ground before throwing his door open. Outside of his door were two guards, one on either side of it, as well as three guards scattered along the hallway to cover all angles. Talibah would take them all in a smirk, as the guards didn't drop their serious expression even in the face of the light hearted Talibah. Sighing in disappointment, Talibah would once more take up his smile as he clapped the one to his left on the shoulder. "Come on now! Dropped the serious expression for today! Its my marriage anniversary! Today is a day to be happy! Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha!" Talibah would break off into a laugh as the guard he clapped on the shoulder smiled as well, Talibah's laughing being infectious. All of the guards would crack a smile as they had to hold back a laugh, else they be swept up in Talibah's mood.

"Lets go an see my wife now, shall we?" Talibah would say with an ear to ear grin, as he was in such a good mood and why shouldn't he be? His marriage anniversary only happened once a year, and its celebration was second only to his wife's birthday. Talibah spent all the funds he was given on each of them, and he wouldn't take his choice back for anything in the world. Just like he wouldn't take back marrying his wife.

Talibah would lead the way as his guards each took up positions to his left and right, as well as back left, center, and right.  To they were keeping a look out, looking for anything that could pose a threat to his health or safety. Talibah for all that the guards were cautious for, seemed to not even notice anything. Rather he simply marched down the hallway as if he owned the place, and to an extent he actually did. Many people would assume that as the third prince Talibah hardly had anything to actually do with the palace, as his claim to the throne was hardly the highest. What they didn't know however, is that Talibah took the time to get to know every servant that worked in the palace, from the advisers to the lowly cleaning maids, Talibah knew them all by name. Talibah had a nickname, one he hadn't even meant to earn, 'The Prince of the People'. While many would take this to mean that he did more for the people then the king did, it was hardly true. It was just that when the people of Alabasta think of the royal family, Talibah is the first that comes to mind. Talibah has gone down to socialize with the commoners more then most of the kings people could remember, mainly due to the fact Talibah spent many a day down playing in the nearby river with other children, and thus met their parents, and then everything spiraled from there. If Talibah took a walk down through the market he would no doubt know most of the people he met. While he couldn't name anyone, as that was practically impossible to know everyone, he would know more then a few people.

Talibah soon arrived at the door to his wife's room, as it was only a hall over. Talibah stood outside the door for only a moment before he knocked on it with his crook, making a hefty knocking sound. Talibah wouldn't have to wait long as a voice that could give velvet a run for its money from how soothing it was spoke. "Enter" A female voice would say. Opening the door with his left hand, as his right still held his crook, he would throw it open with a flourish of his cloak he would enter. Sitting on the opposite side of the room with her back to him, sat his wife, Nefertiti Aziza Nefertari, the women who stole his heart upon for glimpsing her. Her smooth dark hair going down in between her shoulder blades as she brushed the right side of her hair, getting the last few knots out of it before she stood and turned to look at him. Nefertiti's skin was lightly tanned, yet none could dispute her Alabastian heritage from looking at her. Her eyes were the color of a light chocolate, that only added to her beauty. Her small petite body looking ever more lovely each time he beheld her. In her hair she wore a pink lily headdress, her favorite which soon became his, that were being held in place by white silk that was woven into her hair which made her look divine. She would a simple white silken dress that left her shoulders bare. Around her waist was an ornate black sash, that did well to compliment her hair and contrast off her dress. Around each wrist she wore a golden bracelet, two on her right hand as one of the bracelets was her wedding band that she almost never took off besides when she bathed and slept and around her neck a simple golden necklace that he had also given to her on their wedding day. She wore simple yet fashionable sandles on her feet that bared her toes and ankles.

Talibah quickly crossed over to her, not taking even a simple hesitant step as he took Nefertiti in, looking her over with passion that he never showed to almost anything. Crossing the last of the thresh hold that seperated them, he would sweep Nefertiti off her feet before twirling her in a circle. They both laughed as they embraced each other, neither willing to trade this moment for anything in the world. She would reach up with her left hand where she held another lily, one he didn't realize she had held, which she deposited in the right side of his hair. They would just stand their, hugging each other, neither wanting to break the silence. The guards who were left at the door each had a smile, as they could understand young love and how beautiful it was. Giving the two some room, they would close the door silently as they took up posts outside the door.

However the silence would be broken by Talibah, as he just couldn't wait any longer. "Are you ready for the feast tonight?" Talibah would ask her, snuggling her close. He simply couldn't wait to show her off to his brothers and friends, he did it as teasing, least he be mistaken. He would never objectify his wife, else suffer her wrath himself, which thinking of made him snicker. "Of course im ready. It only took my all day to get ready." Nefertiti would say teasingly before laughing, as Talibah would snicker before laughing out loud himself. "Well its a good thing I came and got you, you might of gone all night getting ready without realizing the time." Talibah would say teasingly back as they both laughed again. Setting her down, the height difference between the two was almost staggering, Talibah at 6'5 towered over Nefertiti who was only 5'3. They would look lovingly at each other, before Talibah would laugh. "Ah, how I can never get enough of you, my goddess." He would say to Nefertiti. Nefertiti would only roll her eyes in mock exasperation before laughing as well. After calming down she would look up at him before saying "You aren't done getting ready either. Come sit down over here." Nefertiti would take Talibah's hand and sit him down at her vanity table, where he would sit with a smile on his face. Taking the lily out of his hair, she would sit it down on the vanity table. Opening a drawer, she would take out a small circular case, hardly bigger then her palm. She would open it and put two fingers inside of it before rubbing it over her palms and fingers. Rubbing the two hands together, she would run it through Talibah's hair, to the points where most if not all of his hair was slicked back where it would stay, as Nefertiti had used hair gel to keep it there. The result is all of his hair and bangs being out of his face, revealing his third eye with the Eye of Horus that was tattooed around it. It was a good look Talibah had to admit. Laughing aloud once again, he would look to Nefertiti who was getting rid of the remaining gel on her hands with a cloth. Taking her hand, he would speak. "Shall we go?". Nefertiti wouldn't respond, except by smiling lovingly at him as they both walked towards the door, and out towards the feast that was awaiting both of them.

Talibah walked through the hallways of the Palace, holding the hand of his Beloved wife, Nefertiti. The two of them had just exited the room Nefertiti took to get her self ready for the festivities. The guards had taken up their positions behind and to the sides of them while the two walked, seemingly forgotten the guards were there. Talibah and Nefertiti would walk in silence, already having said what they both had wanted to say. Of course this could be seen as a problem in their marriage, the two of them not talking a lot while laone could give off the idea the two of them do not understand each other. However this was incredibly false. The truth of the matter was they could practically communicate just by being in each other's presence. It was rather odd Talibah admitted, being able to speak without talking was something he had thought strange, when he did think of it anyway. "You know your elder brother came to talk to me an hour before you came." Nefertiti would say casually.

The windows they were currently passing revealing the preparations that were still happening down below, the city practically lit a flame with how many lights were out. Stopping for a moment so the both of them could look out the wide window to the people below. A normal person wouldn't be able to see much of what was happening beyond a large grouping of lighting and people from where Talibah and his wife were standing without assistance, however since Talibah was a three eye he could see it easier. One congregation of people were setting up tables, as well as putting food on said tables. Probably a feast for the masses, as Talibah did indeed wish to happen. After all, why should the nobility only be allowed to enjoy the benefits of his Anniversary. Another congregation was setting up some sort of giant field, probably some sort of game Talibah couldn't place off the top of his head, but it peaked his interest none the less... He would have to investigate it. All around the city similar things were happening, where people were comming together to finish seting up some big exhibit, wither it involving food, games, or just something fun, everyone was obviously very excited for the night when everything would kick off. The excitement in the air being thick enough to cut with a knife.

"Oh? What could he have wanted? Surely it must of been to complement you on your choice of choosing me as your husband." Talibah would jest with a smile on his face that was close to breaking into grin, snickering at his own joke. Talibah already knew where this was heading, he would have to be blind not to see that much. Nefertiti couldn't help the smile the broke out onto her face, but she suppressed it for the moment, as what she had to say was important and no laughing matter. "It was about getting you to not go through with the anniversary." Nefertiti would say seriously, before turning to look up at Talibah. "He was worried that you are going to be attacked or killed...I'm worried Talibah." Nefertiti would grasp Talibah's hand tighter, as if she if she didn't keep a hold on him he would float away. Talibah would look down at the town, his face softening as his usually light headed eyes and smile took on a sad demeanor. Talibah woulds stand there for a moment before turning to face Nefertiti, his demeanor back to normal. "Nefertiti, No one is going to attack me, no one who wishes malicious intent shall lay a hand upon me." Talibah would speak with absolute conviction, like what he had just said was common sense, not doubted his words for even a moment. Talibah's face would break into an ear to ear grin as he looked down at Nefertiti. Nefertiti herself was aware of how... Prideful... Talibah could be, even being the cause of it at one point or another. But even she was surprised by how convinced of this Talibah was. Sighing before shaking her head in exasperation and at the ridiculousness that was Talibah. "Honestly, where does all of that surety come from." Nefertiti would say, face palming. Talibah would just laugh, finding the situation fairly funny, enough to make him laugh. "Well we have a feast to attend, we better not keep them waiting." Talibah would say between his laughs as he slowly calmed down before leading his Wife away towards the feast.[/color]

“Well, I’m sorry to say that it looks like he has the melanchata virus.”

Hmmph. Anyone could have picked up those symptoms a week ago. The blood red splotches on the underside of the patient's tongue were as clear as day.

Gil didn’t know how humans could tolerate such inaptitude in their medical professionals. Incompetence to this level shown in the temple would be seen as a direct affront to the sea itself. He had noticed that the head professional was usually the man with the most experience and loudest voice (the loud voice seemed to be a rather useful trait, essential for asserting your own opinions over those of your colleagues). The fishman guessed that this behaviour was due to the inordinate gravity that was given to so called ‘experts’. A conformity to authority that could turn out to be rather dangerous in medicine should no one be willing to challenge this authority for the sake of the patient. After all, a student wasn’t going to jeopardise their prospects by showing up their higher ups, were they? This was one of many dynamics that Gilbard had a problem with. An innate selfishness built into society, which had consequences even for a profession that dealt with caring for sick people. He may come from an isolated religious sect from the bottom of a deep water trench, but this surface world sure was a strange place by comparison.

“There’s nothing we can do for him other than make him comfortable. All we can do is pray and hope that he has enough strength to pull through.” Gil sighed at the spiel, watching the doctor and his assistants shuttle the blubbering visitors out of the room. His dark black eyes lingered on the door. His hand patted the spear pistol hidden in the side of his coat for assurance. He would prefer to wait until midnight, but the man didn’t have much time left. He slunk out of the storeroom that he had been hiding in, making his way over to the door to check that he would have some privacy. Yes, he may not have been exactly a welcome guest in the royal palace clinic, but he was by far the most competent doctor there. Kappa had been hiding out here for a few weeks. Sleeping in the rafters by day and coming out at night to study medicine and treat the patients. He had figured this would be the best place learn from on Sandy Island since he assumed the royalty would have access to the best doctors. For the most part it had been a bore, but he had picked up a few things here and there, if not of medicine then of social cues and the art of interacting with people. Of course, he learned what he could from afar. Gil doubted that the guard would take kindly to the intrusion of one mysterious green scaly boi.

But his time here would probably be up soon, he had decided to move on once his patients here had gotten better. The fishman did see them as his patients, and cared for their well being, even if most hadn't even seen him. Those that had, he had persuaded to keep quiet while he worked. After making sure that he would be safe, he walked over to the man with the viral infection. Thankfully the man was too weak and delirious to be conscious enough to notice what was going to happen to him next, otherwise he would probably protest. You see, most doctors had this thing called ‘ethics’ which they stood by. Gilbard Noam on the other hand, had no use for such limiting boundaries.

The fishman parted the man’s legs wide, pulled down the man’s pants and rolled up his own sleeve. Then he would pull little wriggling worm out of his own mouth like a string of spaghetti. The worm was a deep sea creature that released bacteria in its waste that were capable of curing people with melanchata virus. By implanting the worm in his intestines, the worm would slowly administer the medicine for a couple of weeks before reaching the end of its life cycle and being passed. It was much like living pill, a wondrous treatment if you could find it. This is what Gil had spent the last week trying to find on the ocean floor around Sandy Island ever since he had noticed the symptoms of the virus. With one swift movement, he would insert the worm deep into the sick man’s rectum. One should never shy away from getting their hands dirty when work needed to be done, after all.

equipment: spear pistol

The masses around the capital of Alubarna were fizzling with excitement, as the moment for it all to start was coming within minutes. Everyone was looking forward to this, as such big events did not happen often. Perhaps once or twice a year or so, so when one did happen it got everyone excited no matter the reason. The fact beloved prince of Alabasta was the one hosting it was just another show of generosity to most. Though some in the palace politics might believe otherwise, But no matter what anyone believed, they all prepared for the festivities.

The palace gardens were in a buzz as well, as all the notable people on Alabasta were there. From the nobles who partook in the politics of the court, to notable craftsmen that were the best on Alabasta. Even to a marine commodore who was on Alabasta at the time and came to help guarantee the Prince's safety, the Neferatari line being from one of the original 20 countries who formed the world government. So when death threats to one of the princes started coming out, the marines simply couldn't sit on the sidelines. But aside from those notable people, the others who were attending were the Heir Apparent, the eldest prince Asim Nerfertari, The Middle Prince, Captain of the Royal Guard, Manu Nefertari, and of course, the youngest prince, called 'Prince of the People', Talibah Nerfertari. Should anyone wish to get ahead of their competitors in the politics of the Palace, now would be the absolute perfect time to do so.

Everyone was talking amongest each other, eagerly awaiting the time the youngest prince and his wife to make their appearance. Luckily for them they didn't have to wait much longer.

Talibah walked through the palace with a relaxed calm, not looking out of place if he was just going for a stroll through town. His guards on the other hand were looking more and more serious as they approached the garden. They were getting serious now, as the biggest threat to Talibah was going to be at the party more then anywhere else. Nefertiti was in and of herself nervous as well. She was scared for Talibah's safety, as he was going into an area full of people, not to mention it was very open, but on the outside she liked as calm and collected and relaxed as Talibah. Talibah was exuding nothing but absolute confidence, seemingly telling the world not to try anything while he was around.

As Talibah approached the door that led out into the garden, his two brothers were awaiting beside it talking to each other, though they did cut themselves off when Talibah came into view. His eldest brother Asim was holding a crook and frail in each hand, symbolizing him as the heir to the throne, as kings were buried with those two items and no one else. His elder brother Manu had the flail in only his right hand. Talibah spread his arms wide, looking to embrace his brothers as he walked closer, his crook in his left hand. "Brothers! Its finally time! Yet you still have such mean looks on your faces! Hahahaha!" Talibah would exclaim with a laugh, as his brothers both had serious looks upon them, like they were about to engage talks of war. "Talibah" His eldest brother would begin "This is just a final word of warning, be careful. We do not know who will be aiming for your life." Before Talibah could even reply, his eldest would turn and shove open the doors wide to show all three of them to the people in the garden.

The door that went from the palace to the garden was at the top of a large stare case, a small balcony that over looked the garden with two stairs on either side that joined after the balcony. Upon the right side of the gardens was a large table with various refreshments and foods. To the right of the table, was a large pile of finely wrapped gifts, obviously for the Prince and Wife, though they were all being inspected by guards. Everyone was mingling with someone else, obviously excited. So when the doors at the top of the stairs were flung open, everyone turned their heads to look. Asim went first. walking through the center of the small balcony before he stood at the railing. Manu went second, walking just behind and to the right of Asim. And finally Talibah walked farthest behind and to the left of Asim. When they were all three shoulder to shoulder at the balcony everyone, no one would speak as they took in the three princes. The three brothers each held a different expression as they looked down among the partying members. Asim held a cool yet neutral look on his face, looking every bit the king he would become. Manu held a serious expression and a scowl, like he was angry at something only he knew about. And finally Talibah had a look of enjoyment with an amused smirk on his face. They would stand there for a moment before Asim would cross his arms, crook pointing to the right, flail pointing to the right. Manu would cross his right hand across his chest, so the flail was pointing to the left, matching how Asim's flail looked. Talibah also crossed his left arm across his chest, angling the long staff of his crook to not get caught on anything due to its height, as his long crook looked to be in the same position as Asim's. Doing this symbolized that the twp younger princes were in full support of their elder brother, no matter the hardship. As such, everyone cheered and clapped.

Asim and Manu would turn and hand their items to two nearby guards who were holding cases for the items they held, Talibah keeping his personal Crook in hand. Manu would go to walk down the right set of stairs, not sparing Talibah a look. Asim would look to Talibah and give him a nod of consent before following Manu. The smirk on Talibah's face grew, as he wife took her spot beside him at that moment. Raising his crook and point it directly across the garden to where the way to get in was, before exclaiming loudly "Let those last few who may be stuck in the checkpoint inside! We have festivities to begin! Let none be denied the right to enjoy them! Hahahaha!" And with a laugh, Talibah would slam the butt of his crook into the floor. Turning to his wife, he would lower his face, and kiss he passionately, Nefertiti returning to the same. After this Talibah would once again turn to the crown, and yell "Let the festivities, begin in earnest!" That command of Talibah's being sent throughout Alubarna via transponder snail, as the city gave out cheers and began their own celebrations.

Servants brought Talibah and his wife two white high backed wooden chairs, along with a table. Talibah and his wife sat, Talibah setting his crook against his chair, easily within reach. The two could easily look out over the royal garden, as well as anyone that looked at them would be able to see them just as easily. Talibah motioned with a wave of his hand, and he and his wife were given goblets of wine. Turning to her, he would hold his goblet to hers and they would clink them off each others. "To a long and happy marriage." Talibah would say with a kind smile. "To a long and happy marriage." Nefertiti would reply with just as kind a smile.

Gil’s little green ears twitched at the sound of the raucous cheering coming from outside. He wondered what all the hullabaloo was about. From inside and outside the palace he could hear people partying without any discretion. He hadn’t heard of such a racket before in this place, whatever it was, it must be a big deal. How rude of them to disturb the patients that needed their rest! In his mind, there wasn’t any excuse for such bullish behaviour.

“Well this just won’t do.”

Gil snorted before withdrawing his arm from his patient’s behind and pulling his pants up. The man on the table let out a moan. See? Look how much trouble this noise is causing this poor man! Gil thought, not realising that the barely conscious complaint was most definitely in response to the disturbance to his rear end rather than anything he had heard. He would have to quell this noise at once so that his patient could return to his peaceful slumber. He decided to go himself. After all, he had administered what would be needed for his patient to recover. If he should get caught now, there would be no downside in being forced to leave the country. Going back to the storeroom where he had stashed his stuff, he slipped into his overcoat and his medical supplies and exited the clinic. He did this all without touching anything with his contaminated right hand.

His clothed feet soundlessly carried him through the great marble halls, between golden pillars and under crystal chandeliers. The hallway was rather empty for how much noise was being echoed throughout it. Peering into a room, he could see a few of the palace staff dancing and shouting with glee, looking out over the square. A massive crowd had gathered outside. Enough people to make Gil uncomfortable, for sure. In this room there were tables covered in silver platters. Food was being brought into the room and assembled here before covered by a silver lid. This looked to be the kitchen, where the catering would start from. They would probably be taking the dishes out to some dining area soon.

Just then, Gil caught a quick hand signal from one of the staff, before a male and a female dressed in the kitchen garb began walking towards the doorway where he was lurking in. Stepping back, he ducked back around the corner. He assumed that asking the cooks wouldn’t do much in the way of stopping the noise so he decided to stay hidden for now. Just outside the kitchen and away from the doorway, the two cooks began a hushed conversation.

“Is it all ready?”

“Yeah, yeah. I put the stuff you gave me in with the tea leaves. I can’t believe how easy this is. We've only been working here a week!” A muffled cackle came from around the corner.

“The job’s almost done. Don’t screw it up now.”

Treason and plot! Something fishy was going on here, and Gil knew fishy better than anyone. It would be better for his own health if he just left now. Nothing here was of his concern. Even if he did decide to do, what could he do? If he were to tell a guard what he had heard, he would be arrested. If he decided to investigate further, he would be pulled into the mix. Neither of those options appealed to him.

Talibah had a smirk on his face as he looked down across the garden, his easy going demeanor practically filling the entire garden. He was sitting in his chair, holding his goblet by the rim he would start swirling around the wine in his goblet and taking sips every so often. Talibah looked the part of a regal prince, seemingly unconcerned with anything while at the same time looking down at everyone in his presence. But not in a bad sort of way, more like he stood on a pedestal so that everyone who looked up at him would fall into his carefree demeanor. Talibah was a monument of absolute carefree nature, more then willing to give off such a feeling for others to be swept up in. Which is what a lot of people did, they took a glimpse to look at the Prince, before relaxing when they didn't realize they weren't already relaxed.

Before Talibah and Nefertiti were some very fancy meals that were brought to them directly from the kitchen to ensure no poisoning could happen, and even if something should be slipped into the food, the food went through a poison taster to ensure nothing was there. The same happened to the wine that was being poured for the prince and his wife, the security were taking no risks in this party, the life of a Prince was at stake. of course no one was going to stop Jin "The Bull" when he came a-knocking to see his sister and brother-in-law. It was just the sort of thing a Nation Hero could do.

Talibah had noticed Jin and Annabella before they started coming towards them, and it made him hold a hand to cover his mouth as he turned away and snickered. Talibah had spoken with Jin plenty growing up, even becoming close friends with him at a point. Of course they each took different paths growing up, Jin having to hold down a job to support his sisters, Talibah having to pursue his own princely duties, not that he did those much. But whenever Jin did come by and visit him and Talibah had some good laughs while exchanging stories. Annabella on the other hand never really liked Talibah, most likely because he always loved Nefertiti, Annabella being so much more protective of Jin due to having to stay with Nefertiti while Jin worked. It had surprised him a bit when he found out Annabella started going out with Jin to hunt bounties. Though she did always scare him when they were younger, so it shouldn't of surprise him.

Nefertiti had also noticed them while Talibah and his brothers were doing their message to the people, having nodded at them with a smile which was of course returned. Nefertiti had been holding her regal air about her despite Talibah's seemingly best efforts, with him trying to sweep into his carefree demeanor. Nefertiti had an image she had to hold in the political view of the palace, seeing as political opponents to their marriage had sprung up well before they even had that notion. Jin being a national hero helped somewhat, but did nothing to hide her common birth. So Nefertiti did what she did whenever her and Talibah were in public, appearing to be completely at ease while still holding her regal air. Which completly crumbled when her younger sister Annabella tried her damnedest to knock her out of her chair with how hard she hugged her.

"Now Now Annabella, I know its been long but you can't just do that!" Nefertiti would say, trying to push Annabella off of her "Do you know how long it took me to get my hair so perfect? All day!" Nefertiti would say jokingly, her taking all day to prepare herself for something going back since she was a kid. Talibah was snickering into his drink at the exchange between the two sisters despite the death glare Annabella was sending him.

Turning his attention away from his drink and to Jin as he addressed him as 'Stupid Prince', something to which Nefertiti tensed up a bit at him saying that. "What can I do for my oh so tall brother?" Talibah would respond jokingly, amused smile on his face. That smile didn't stay a smile for long, as what Jin said next sent Talibah into a head thrown back laugh as he slapped the arm of his chair with his right hand, obvious unable to contain his laugh to just his voice. Talibah's laugh filling the garden, seemingly just as loud as Jin's voice when he spoke. Nefertiti had a much different reaction to Jin. "JIN!" Nefertiti would yell, making Talibah just laugh all of the harder, hunched over and clutching his stomach with his right arm, trying to stop laughing but he just couldn't. "You can't say stuff like that! There are times and places for that sort of thing!" Nefertiti would say as she looked up at Jin in a mix of frustration and Anger, having completely forgotten to keep a regal air around her person when confronted with Jin's personality. Nefertiti was obviously not taking the comment as well as Talibah was.

It took a good minute for Talibah to recover from his laughing, even then he would burst out laughing every now and then as he wiped tears out of his eyes. Turning his attention to Jin, he would respond in kind; "I promise Jin, at the very least it isn't from lack of trying!" Before bursting out into laughs again. Nefertiti would have her face in her hands, obvious embarrassed about the entire situation. "I'll never be able to show myself in court again!" Nefertiti would groan into her hands, hunching completely over in her seat. Nefertiti's face was completely beat red from embarrassment, her ears would of emitted steam to release some heat if they were capable of doing such a thing.

A few minutes later after Talibah had calmed down and was calmly sipping wine from his goblet, was when Jin would whisper to him about the pirate he had met. It would be a lie to say Talibah wasn't curious, if Jin thought someone was interesting it was obviously someone he had to meet. "Please, its hardly only mine. Its more of my Eldest brothers more then mine. Also should you see him, point him out for me, I would love to meet him if you thought he was interesting." Talibah would whisper back, He had long since learned to listen to what Jin thought when he was serious. and most of the time it was sound advice. Motioning for a guard to come closer, he would tell the guard "Go tell my Elder Brother to put more guards and look outs around the treasury. And tell him it involves a thief that Jin finds interesting." Talibah would whisper thsoe words, knowing that what he would say would make his Elder brother act. If Jin found someone interesting it was wise to take precautions, for gaining Jin's interest was something rare.

Besides that Talibah would simply enjoy the food, drink, and entertainment as his wife collected herself once again, which was hard considering Jin and Annabella were so close. "Yes, Tonight is shaping up to be very interesting." Talibah would muse to himself aloud, ready to see what else may happen.