61 Welcome banquet

"Only 47 souls in the local population has been forced removed from the time stream. Mostly students from the former demon school." Nobility seated around the tables, partake of either cocktails or tea. This were the elite undertaker that directly served thr monarch of unicorn crest. The queen herself with a fan to hide her expression listens to the while room. Bubbles of conversation ranged from the recent objectives they been expected to preform, the fall out of the court competition hearing and the update on how the seven student recruitments were doing.

"When the layers of hell folded into themselves, it weakened the demon territory that eclipsed with the living realm schools. Once the system once rooted by the demons history was removed, this triggered a complete page wipe in twenty chapters of the tome." The most nerd of the departments are those that tome keep, they share business with the order of Death domain. But they have genuine interest of the keeping of the tome in all elements. So when pages wipe offs happen, it a cascade of work to repair and fix the pages to make them suitable to write on them. It's often them that have exact numbers to these occurrences. Reverting living world time is a normal and predictable process. Undertakers try to minimize damage from these occurrences. Stranded removed humans to entire places on the world map being completely destroyed. The stable history states there been two world wars but for many undertakers there has been five. All mostly because events that are changed even at a small amount can alter larger history. Undertakers have become the clean up crew that gods rely on to keep things smoothed. Some mistakes still happen, the lockness monster being one example. Misplace prehistoric creatures finding themselves put into future times. Some these have became pop culture to humanities vivid wild imaginations. Making more imperative of undertakers to keep things smooth. Or else there be another grey lady in a abondoned estate that had no history of being built.

"We were able to snatch up some handy skilled kids. Death didn't come to take them but time did cut them short." There a posy who were inflating the ego of the captain of the monarchy private gaurd. Lady Pride is been entitled right hand of the monarchy due to the capture of four children. These four children are one of each talented bloodline. Political speaking, this was a good look for the unicorn crest kingdom in out foxing the other crests. Even the kingdom of spiders hissed in the failure. The boasting goes for a while, using the children's grades or examples achievements. The spiders knowing there is value in one child not being talked about, began to sly poke at seeing if they still have a chance to take this one for themselves if the unicorns crest fails to assess the true value. If they can bring down this child even more in public value, the better chances of taking them.

"I heard rumors about a Fallown child being a direct blood of the Seer." The inescapable tide of being famous in the wrong way. It over shadowed the other four children as discussing of how crippled this mute is. It seemed fine to even mock this lesser child.

"I heard that the left hand of the unicorns is responsible in taking this unfortunate soul." Which was the turn bad fame on the boating unicorn monarchy. The crowd spat worse things they heard about this one girl. Had convinced themselves that she was useless. That she was to be thrown away come the awakened ceremony.

"I like to think you didn't choose the girl for her reputation." The king speaking backward to Curiosity in kneeling behind him.

"If you only listen to the humans assumptions of the girl, then you too had fallen blind to her calculations." Curiosity lowered in knowing that sounded rude of him.

"Explain or knowing you, you have physical proof that cant be refused." Even the queen turned at listening to this unique conversation.

"She personally was whom brought the god court over the Seer bloodline. The one soul that caused them to be automatically branded as criminals in all courts." That isn't a feat a normal unaware human can achieve, "The wolves who eat the convicted call her nicknames and give her offerings. I had personally been told several times by the wolves to fear her." He then lowered even more to not say the next part but the queen wanted to hear it. Curiosity takes a moment longer and finds the whole room listening. He given finger snaps. He lifted his head to peer to his king.

"This hesitation is something to do with the god that has taken you under." The king guessed.

"Yes. To watch a god flinch and be manhandled like any normal creature is unnatural. I couldn't believe someone could. I had to ask him his opinions of such things. He says he wishes no to fight back since her ranking breaks the sigil system. Her position is removed from the standard laws." Lowering again, "Even I for a while didn't want to accept that. I spent time obversing her. I unsealed the nine separate court disputes her bloodline cursed over her. I had official document about the god court. The lord of decay whom rules over the order of Death domain sent a personal remark to me of the matter. I personally watched her pick up my lord and carry him around the school grounds." He leaned to both knees down ans grovels, "Please do as you will of this information. Take heed at sensitivity this ranker position holds." He couldn't make it any clear that she was more then she seems. Even the queen takes a strange frown towards the king.

"We accept your findings to be exemplary. Proving that you sibilings although unique, know how to value and uphold our kingdoms dignity. Just as Pride is my right hand. It seems only fair that we shall have you trained into the position of left hand. This a matter we will finalize after this event." The queen waved that he should stand up and disappear from sight. The matters among the nobility change are the monarchy request. Soothing back into talks of mundane running of the territory. Exploration department were speaking of issues they are running into with having to navigate new safe trade routes. Speaking worried of the second highest traffic route taking course in a different undertakers kingdom. The new bypass path.

"Short announcement." A door gaurd speaks and all fall silent to hear, "Middle class and oath rankers entry." They do not announce anyone individually from this way forward as now the folks here in thanks to the nobility are here to part take too. The children who have accepted thier position are now entering and have began trying to use the learned etiquette. They were warned ahead of time to pay respect to the monarchs before addressing other. That there is a pyramid order to follow.

"The second I stepped into this place, she disappeared from me. But at least your God is with her." Greyhound is a fellow shadow undertaker and was helping Curiosity with her before. Greyhound helps step in when Omens has a mandatory divine order for Curiosity to follow. This was a fine deal the king allows as work is often more efficiently done with Greyhound and Curiosity working together. The Queen doesn't see it that way but she can't disrupt the kings higher authority. Just like all the other monarchy of undertakers. There is only one true title but the unicorns have spilt their affairs with having a king and queen. The queen is in house law and the king is lead for everything else.

"She will make her dues." Curiosity whispered, "She just goes about it differently."

"Like some sort of presented gift?" Greyhound asked.

"Crazier then that." Curiosity sighed.

"Sir Death of the Order." The announcer shouts. One the high ranker who works in direct law with the true title. He makes straight cut to the monarchs with paying respect. This version deals with undertaker deaths, well the equivalent of undertakers names being soul altered. He is a direct partnership between undertakers and the domain of death gods. An ambassador for the two sides.

"For a kingdom that been recounted in that few decades to fade. Making a pact with the abyss is an bold move. But it would elevate the trading issues you are facing." He takes seat on a chair that wasn't there a second ago.

"I didn't want to make final decisions in such a difficult negotiation. Especially since it been only through letters. The only few representatives who came in the merchant stamp didn't have a clue about the ghost writers existence." The king being frank to the demigod. Death posed his open right hand and opened the tome of undertakers. He takes check of it and kept it floating at this page.

"It's rather rude for someone so important to not show themselves." The queen making a point.

"The laws around allowing a human in visitation to your realm was to much a hassle for both parties." Death folds hands forwards, "My lord has problems with nightmares because of this human. Although he states the nightmares have always been there but have changed approach since he received that gift crystal tea set." Curiosity having heard that last part back a step into the wall. He knocked himself doing so. Greyhound stares perplexed of the matter. Finally the four children under Prides care came to pay respect. They take lowering themselves before the monarchs and the death god. He peers about the tome quickly in check and back to staring down at the four children.

"Only you can prove your values in our company." The queen speaking, "I have high expectations for the departments you each are allocated into." They softly all bow acknowledge the words and wait for the king. But the king has nothing to add and poses they should go off. They make on last lowering and broke directs to where next to greet themselves and make circles for themselves in powers.

"You are aware that you will finally get to meet your ghost merchant in person?" Death continues conversation, "I have even been ordered to deliver some mail to them. As now this is the only place to contact them directly and not through the complications of being nearly god eater meal."

"So a former human?" The queen doesn't know.

"Miss Trickster has retained her status in being the most difficult Noctorm Shadow Mistress. I didn't want to believe the facts but having heard from my underling of her way she treats the god of Omens. I came to term with knowing to not to expect much from the collector of broken souls." The King sighed at the difficulties he knew all along. Death finally has that tome closed and put away. The Queen turned in shock there was anyone so high status in the dark markets, here no less.

"So how exactly does a nightmare greet itself?" The king ponders.

"By being at your side the whole time. Hidden just off sight and barely at the edge of senses." She presents a tray of drinks and is fully cloaked in hiding every fold of herself, "I was debating such social queue myself. I have this issue quite often with even Omens. I pay my respects but have some laws of conduct expected of me. If I had it my own wishes, I would been very informal and human about it all." Death accepts a drink from the tray, taking it with a left hand. He holds it a while in not sipping it yet. Death also puts the five letters of mail to her tray. Three were formal orders of request. One directly from the highest person, in his own hand writing. The other personal letter is blank. The stamp isn't a death order stamp.

"Most kind demi lord. I am sure he apologized in making you a glorified mail carrier. But my cat has been eating your birds again. Mails being a little lost in the transit. I am happy that isolde bring them to me but it's often to late if was urgency."

Death finally sips that drink now, there a groan at his tone too. That she was to on point of the facts. Curiosity steps forward taking the other two drinks. He tested them and then placed them at the sides of both monarchs. He bows and disappeared back behind again. She made the tray gone and those letters pocketed. Already opened and read.

"Although there is much to discuss, it be wish not during a public event." The king voiced. Trixie nods to that and steps aside. She stays at the back of death. The room full of conversation being changed soft to how the influence has taken shape. Unwelcome spies peer lost in not able to kidnap the intended targets. Just as there was fake versions or even unicorn spies in disguise of the targets are doing amazing job at capturing and removing these types. The Fallown child that wanted to provide their worth against the other three had been successful at helping the capture of their own kidnappers. It earned some praises from the queen.

"What exactly is the tomes defense mechanism?" Death pondering nonsense.

"It depends on what it thinks is attacking it. If it's a normal being like you or a grim just handling to book rough. They tend to trap you folks between pages. If it's something a little more elusive like some other gods that have no power of your domain, the tome will tend to turn the ink and pages into something to scare away or put them between pages." She cuts there but death rolls wrist to wanting another answer, "At worse the time does borrow gifts of summoning, in thanks to the goddess of summoning many sibilings. Take the attacker or throw something at the attacker. On a bad mood, it will have one my god eaters choosen." Death reclines accepting of that answer. He made a left hand gesture which was a reference for sigil walkers that something deadly was ahead. She snorts at that.

"Why would that be funny?" The queen hissed. The king leans in being cautious.

"Morpheus is the most harmless god eater. He doesn't have the poison that could affect undertakers. He doesn't have strong enough teeth to bite. He more his nickname sake. A sleeper. There isn't undertakers that dream or sleep, so that part is harmless to you folks too."

"Not unless they are forced unconscious." Death posed, "knocking put undertakers isn't easy but when it undertakers against themselves." Trixie hummed at such plan.

"Morpheus is also one the smarter cats. But I wouldn't trust him to be bright." She hummed more, "Besides, you know the rules. I can't take what is yours by law. As much as I would like to break the rules. I am told to not interfere. This seems a destiny thing. I don't understand it."

"Is that what he told you?" Death tilts.

"He expressed that his wife need more friends. I can accomplish that much." Death twisted at how personal a detail that was, and that not a lot of being know much about the God's wife. The room erupted as expected of some other occurrence. Nobility are fighting each other and plenty are being knocked out. The queen and king are already escorted out. Trixie stays behind death even with Curiosity being hissed by Omens to escape. The room is being time stopped as by the monarchs control. Trixie is unaffected but death is. She permits Death to join her being free to act in stopped time. Watching a massive fluffed black ball of fat and chubby stub legs batting about some the undertakers. Turly a cat playing with insects. Little claws dislodge limbs and there a song chirp burring in echo. There a distance kakakle tone of a jealous Loki around here. Both stop and alter into small cats, at her legs rolling their smells on her. Death evaded them touching him. He knows they aren't cats.

"Look at the lovely gifts you left me." She picked them up and praises them for their work, "My big boys worked together to gift me such lovely undertakers. I am so proud. You should have some prize meat in exchange. Does this make do?" They both meowing at her in begging for meat and she pops them down. She makes long chucks of unknown brown meat pull from no where. She gives a shake and drops them to a gate, the two disappeared through the gate. Death sighed in relief of them gone. But she turns attention to some other thing here. She waltz right up to the thing, it wearing a corpse skin and it's sure how to fool her.

"Rotten. You smell rotten. It would have worked with undertakers that have no smell." She torn away a limb of melted corpse. The bug was visible now, the meat shell easy to see through, "your an assassin bug from the bug starta of hell. A shame that your a dead bug now. Loki bite you. Poor bug." The thing collapses and is in agonizing feeling. The god eater posion causes chemical reactions as it fast travels through a nerve system. It leaves cooked blacken gloop in the path that spreads more the digestive break down to more harder to parts. The mock corpse and the bug itself twitches long after the soul is removed. Even the soul is tainted by the experience. She hands over the soul to death.

"One hell bug." He notes in seeking it through the tome. She shot pose and the book automatically changed to the correct tome, "This isn't hell tome." He notes and then peers over, "Nightmare?"

"Nightmare." She nods at this, "You do have a death god division for dreamers, I know so." Death fills the tome accurately. The souls of many that lost there lives are stood over their corpses. She casts a strange Glader spell, one of water. She smacks many of them with water and sees their reaction. Those with good reactions are then taken through a water gate. The rest leave with death in his gate. The time stop was reversing. She cleans her hands and makes sure her magic isn't traced. She returned back to the back of the spot where a chair was. When time is stopped in this realm, the air is replaced with solid mass crystal. It even traps gods. But she breaks the rules, it can't work on her. She watched the room be revealed and the gasps of who are still alive. There a panic of the black mass twitching in the middle of the most deaths.

"Morpheus left a hairball. Oh that cat of mine." She soothed like it was business as always.

"You shouldn't lie in front of a god that can indicate lies." Omens landing at the chair.

"And telling you that is all that remains from loki bitting the thing is better?" She asked. Given that was more true, Omens hissed at such bad thing.

"Loki is the white and black speck one." Curiosity stepping up, "Morpheus had to be the black one. The bug isn't yours."

"Indeed the bug wasn't mine." She peers onwards to the mass, "Someone is playing a dangerous game." Curiosity pulled her out of here now, since it was some other teams job to do clean up. She will be requested by the king and queen in a more informal private room. Curiosity wants to be sure she was suitable for this before arriving. As she turned up inadvertently under prepared for this banquet already. He did hope Greyhound or Omens would have informed her of how important that event was for her status but clearly not.