>>6009996That sounds good. You wrap up the parchment into a scroll, go outside and hand it over to the young man. “Make sure this gets to her mother. If I find out it didn’t, you will answer to me.”
He nods and picks it up with reverence. “O-of course, Lady Azula.”
He runs off with the scroll. Good. You round up a few servants to carry your things outside and follow them along to make sure they don’t mess anything up. You wait there for Lei La, who doesn’t take long to come out with her own things packed up in one large back, and servants behind her carrying books. When she sees you, she bows, and the servants take your things up into the carriage.
“How much was there left?” You ask.
“According to the librarian, only very basic knowledge. Copies and compilations from decades after the air nomads died off.” She replies. “But he said what is within is trustworthy.”
“Good enough for now.” You respond. “I still need to pick up my uncle’s tea.” You say, not too loud so the prying ears of the palace didn’t hear.
“Would you like me to get it from the kitchen?” Lei La asks.
“No.” You’d rather not let anyone know why you had a new penchant for tea in the palace, lest your father suspects that you’re taking it to Uncle. “We will get it in harbor town.”
“Oh, I know a great place!” Lei La’s usual servile, quiet tone perks up. “We could stop there when the carriage passes by.”
>Alright, we’ll stop there. I want to get to the sea as soon as possible.>No, this time I’d rather walk down the harbor, get a feel of my subjects.>Write-in. 