Royal Shadow

[RavenMist]

Isabella stifles a sigh, "No because if you hadn't kidnapped me I'd be engaged to Nathan, living like a princess and letting him turn this region into something even worse." She says, standing up and dusting off her trousers looking him in the eye and then glancing away for a moment. She turns toward the door, "I need to make some arrangements with the maids, get food out to the slums and get everything more orderly." She murmurs, "I need to set the guards up with a means of communication to me again and get Nathan to help me sorting out how low the taxes will be lowered." She murmurs, trying to get in control of herself, not wanting to fall apart or seem weak.

 

[Hellfire]

"I'll take you to where we have the maids." Darren said, walking ahead of her.


Shadow walked beside her. "I can give you a datapad." Shadow offered. He pulled out a sqaure device. The screen was cracked. "Must of happened when they jumped me." Shadow said, slightly annoyed.

 

[RavenMist]

Isabella nods at him and smiles, "Thank you." She says softly, taking he data pad, "It's only a small crack, it'll be fine." She murmurs looking at Darren and following him.

 

[Hellfire]

Shadow nods. "I'll get a better one for you when I have the chance." He turned the device on. He showed her how she could contact the guard. "I keep their contact information because it helps when you are hacking their systems." He explained with a small smile.

 

[RavenMist]

She chuckles, "It's seems that the system has always bee easy to hack." She says in amusement, shaking her head, "You think you can make it harder for others to get in next time?" She asks with a small smile.

 

[Hellfire]

He laughs. "Of course, although I feel rude taking away a fellow hackers entertainment." He joked. "It isn't really all that easy to hack, unless you have a few things. I can adjust it so that the system changes often. That would make the system considerable harder to hack."

 

[RavenMist]

"The entertainment is also breaching a system I'm trying to improve." She laughs, smiling slightly more, glancing ahead of them at where Nathan was with the servants and maids. She smiles weaker as she looks at the girls, they'd clearly been shaken up.

 

[Hellfire]

Nathan was pacing, but he stopped and watched they as they arrived. For a moment it look as if he was relieved, but the expression quickly disappeared. "I almost though you had been captured." Nathan said, looking at Isabella. He noticed that Shadow was hanging back away from the group. He saw that his face was bare, but he couldn't get a clear view of Shadow's face. He took a few steps towards Shadow.

 

[RavenMist]

Isabella shrugs slightly, "I'm able to look after myself." She says softly, noticing him approach Shadow and she lifts an arm to stop him from moving closer. She looks at the maids, "I'm sorry that you all had to go through that. I'd say it won't happen again but attacks are likely to take place again. All I can promise is that you'll be protected, as well as I can." She says softly, "I need help taking food into the slums, the children are fed first. Until I can work out the yield of crops we have then the food will have to be rationed out-" she says, glancing back at Shadow.

 

[Hellfire]

Shadow hung back, adjusting his hood in discomfort. Nathan sighed as Isabella stopped him, turning back towards the maids.


The maids looked at them for a moment. "Show us where the food is, and we will do our best to give it out to the slums." One of the maids said. The others nodded their heads in silent agreement

 

[RavenMist]

Isabella nods, "There's a storage factuality near the centre of the city, the houses that are now empty should be fully stocked. Take the food from my house too." She says, "It'll take a while but working together we can get it done. Darren, Shadow, are you okay helping the maids? I need Nathan to help me with the final details with the taxes." She says softly.

 

[Hellfire]

Darren nodded. "I will have to make a quick errand, but I shouldn't be long." Shadow said to Isabella. "I'll contact you so you can give me your location." He said to Darren.


Nathan frowned. "Nobody likes taxes." He mumbled to himself.

 

[RavenMist]

Isabella nods and glances at Nathan, "Well sorting them out is now your job." She chimes, a patronising smile on her lips, "You after all were the one my father taught to do all of these things to." She says, "My fathers old office should have all of the paperwork in." She says.

 

[Hellfire]

"Sometimes I regret learning such things." Nathan says with a sigh. "Do we really have to go back to your house, doesn't your father keep a digital record."


Darren led the maids away from them. Shadow turned in the oppisite direction and dashed away.

 

[RavenMist]

"Probably but no one ever showed me anything." She shrugs, "Paper copies are easier to find and plus the house is empty now." She says, walking back toward the house, "You're the only one that is capable of knowing what to do right now, I don't know where to start." She mumbles.

 

[Hellfire]

He followed after her. "It will take me some time to sort through the records. I have kept track of the more recent things, but to do as you ask I will have to dive into the older records." Nathan rubbed his temple. "Perhaps it would be best if we grabbed the records and took them to a safe place.

 

[RavenMist]

"The only safe place in this entire region is the safe room and I'd prefer not to stir up old memories." She murmurs, "We need to lower the taxes considerably, I need to know how much money the city currently holds too. Much my father and the other royals have. The money will go toward building cost and giving back to the people." She says, crossing her arms.

 

[Hellfire]

"Last time I checked, the treasurey was well stocked." Nathan said, a thougtful look crossing his face. "It will not be much trouble to lower the taxes. We can start out very low, so that the people could recover. As the treasurey gets smaller we can slowly raise the tax to a fair amount for the people."

 

[RavenMist]

"Either way. For a while the economy is going to be fucked." She mumbles running her face, she hardly cursed out loud, never in front of Nathan. She opens the door to the office, boxes of paper on one side of the room.

 

[Hellfire]

"That happens when there is a struggle for power." Nathan commented as they entered the room. He walked over to the large pile of papers. He grabbed several boxes, each marked by year. "I never did like this part." He said as he set the boxes down on the table.


(Sorry, got mixed up with all the alerts)

 

[RavenMist]

"It looks... Fun?" She says sarcastically, "Boring as hell but nessercery." She says, leaning against the wall and watching. She crosses her arms and looks at the boxes again, "At least it's organised."

 

[Hellfire]

"Only by year." Nathan said as he began going through the records. "Besides that it is a mess. Although I assume your father had a method to his madness." He quickly rearranged the contents of the boxes.

 

[RavenMist]

"More greed than madness, but yes, he looks the type to organise it somewhat." She murmurs, "I used to watch him sort through the paper, when we were younger. Mother had prepared food and he was too busy to come and eat with us." She says with a short laugh, "He had to work because, as he used to say, the region won't run itself Isabella." She imiates her fathers voice and stifles a sigh.

 

[Hellfire]

Nathan looks up at her pausing in his work. "Your father was very good when it came to ruling a country. His only flaw was he wanted everything for his family." He went back to work. "Fathers always do what they think is best for their families."

 

[RavenMist]

"This wasn't best. He didn't think of the future he was bringing to me." She mumbles, "There are hundreds of families in the slums who deserve more than I ever did." She exclaims, her voice still quiet but her tone sharpened slightly, "We were both just the spoiled brats from the city. We didn't deserve anything we got given, our families gave us everything because they could. They took money from the poorest families so we could live in luxury." She mutters.