Thanasis - Near the Borderlands
As the Plantations Governor continued to speak Kaveh did his best to keep the rage which he felt in his core at bay. Tying it like some great beast which was threatening to rip free and tear everything around it to shreds. In this particularly instance the fight which roiled almost constantly within himself seemed particularly fierce.
When he had asked his father for more responsibility, for something that he could actually do, looking over the farms near the Borderlands had not been what he'd had in mind.
The task was, admittedly, an important one. Thanasis could only survive if it was fed, and the lands of Malakath were not often the richest when it came to agriculture. Coupling that with the chaos of the Borderlands and the creatures which often threatened even subsistence farmers, the vast Plantations near the great walls were vitally important to the survival of the city. Yet walking around and listening to the prattle of an administrator felt like a humiliation in it's own sort of way.
One that Kaveh could hardly stand. "Well done, Lord Governor."
The Prince managed to bite out, the man practically beaming as Kaveh continued.
"Yours has been the most productive of the plantations I've visited the past three days. You put the others to shame." It was not a lie. The others had all been meeting expectations, but none had exceeded their mandate. Some of that was down to pure luck of course, but not entirely. Kaveh would be sure to note that in his report.
Bile flickered over his tongue at the very thought, and his rage flickered to the surface for a brief moment before a loud squeal of panic suddenly caught his attention. Kaveh's head turned almost instantly, spotting the massive form of Rayvath hovering over one of the Cooh pens. The six legged farm animals quickly scrambling away from her as she loomed above.
A piercing whistle caught the dragons attention, her head turning instantly towards Kaveh who simply stared in admonishment.
The Great Dragon seemed to linger for a moment, giving the Cooh's one last longing look before slowly she snaked away.
Besides Kaveh, the Governor cleared his throat.
The Prince tried not to scream.
"As you can see, my Prince, we are on schedule to meet your families most generous quotas. In fact, if our harvests continue in the manner they have we may even exceed projections by forty percent."
As the Plantations Governor continued to speak Kaveh did his best to keep the rage which he felt in his core at bay. Tying it like some great beast which was threatening to rip free and tear everything around it to shreds. In this particularly instance the fight which roiled almost constantly within himself seemed particularly fierce.
When he had asked his father for more responsibility, for something that he could actually do, looking over the farms near the Borderlands had not been what he'd had in mind.
The task was, admittedly, an important one. Thanasis could only survive if it was fed, and the lands of Malakath were not often the richest when it came to agriculture. Coupling that with the chaos of the Borderlands and the creatures which often threatened even subsistence farmers, the vast Plantations near the great walls were vitally important to the survival of the city. Yet walking around and listening to the prattle of an administrator felt like a humiliation in it's own sort of way.
One that Kaveh could hardly stand. "Well done, Lord Governor."
The Prince managed to bite out, the man practically beaming as Kaveh continued.
"Yours has been the most productive of the plantations I've visited the past three days. You put the others to shame." It was not a lie. The others had all been meeting expectations, but none had exceeded their mandate. Some of that was down to pure luck of course, but not entirely. Kaveh would be sure to note that in his report.
Bile flickered over his tongue at the very thought, and his rage flickered to the surface for a brief moment before a loud squeal of panic suddenly caught his attention. Kaveh's head turned almost instantly, spotting the massive form of Rayvath hovering over one of the Cooh pens. The six legged farm animals quickly scrambling away from her as she loomed above.
A piercing whistle caught the dragons attention, her head turning instantly towards Kaveh who simply stared in admonishment.
The Great Dragon seemed to linger for a moment, giving the Cooh's one last longing look before slowly she snaked away.
Besides Kaveh, the Governor cleared his throat.
"Shall we, uhh, continue, Your Highness?"
The Prince tried not to scream.