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The Ordinary Princess is sitting at a table, sipping ginger ale and trying to write a letter. Mr. Pemberthy, Peter Aurelious, and Simon Perryvall are entertaining themselves, playing on the table and eating cake crumbs.

Feel free to bother her.

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"So you managed to shake off the Manners of the Court?" she says, smiling.

She looks that him thoughtfully. "Years? You must have begun dissembling very early."

"No. I didn't."

He shrugs.

"I'm just older than I look."

By quite a bit, really.

"Oh."

She blinks.

"By how much?"

"A week ago I reached my 9217th year."

And... not much else to say.

"Happy Birthday," she says, automatically. She's glad to have something automatic to say, because her brain hurts just the tiniest bit, trying to think about that.

"Thank you."

He smiles, weakly.

"Not a human. Though you probably guessed."

"Only just now. But I've only just learned that there are people who aren't human. I've met a witch and a dwarf."

"Do you ever get . . . bored?" It seems to the Ordinary Princess that at some point you'd run out of things to learn.

"I used to. But there's so much that even I can't see it all."

He grins.

"I travel between universes. Such freedom keeps me sane."

"Sanity is good," she says.

She thinks before she asks the next question. "There is more than one universe?"

"There are."

He smiles slightly.

"Most people here are from different ones. The Amber in my universe is different from the Amber in yours."

"Oh." She's heard people calling them "worlds."

"You go to other people's universes, then."

"I can. I've the ability to mold things. So I can shift between them, and alter what I need to keep myself safe."

He sighs.

"Speaking of 'safe' I'd best be off. My love fell asleep upon our return. I'd best go be there for the wakening, for the safety of all the patrons."

A grin.

"Not a good idea, to let someone fall asleep disoriented. They awake in a foul temper."

"I'll keep that in mind," she says, just slightly taken aback.

Then she smiles. "It was very nice to talk to you again. Have a pleasant evening, Random."

"Qwa," says Peter Aurelious.

He bows, and moves off.

Nice girl. He'll keep an eye on her. Milliways can be dangerous.

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