Oberon calls over Exthian, "Grandson, I am giving you a very important job at Court. That position is Lord Privy Seal. Scherazade had it prior to you. I hope you rise to the occasion and do it well."

Scherazade looks curiously up at Oberon, wondering when the she was for it was beyonf her to have held the position.

"I don't suppose I could refuse this title either..." Exthian stops himself seeing Oberons serious face. Exthian stands straight and proper, bowing to his Lord. "I humblely accecpt the position," he responds. "God, I hope privy seal doesn't mean his toilet seat," Exthian mutters under his breath.

Oberon shoots a look to Exthian.

Master Gram smiles to Exthian,"No, that would entail a promotion."

"Excellent," Exthian agrees sarcastically, throwing his hands up in frustration. For growing up in court life, he is paying very little attention to the protocols of Court.

"And what does my position as Lord of the Privy Seal entail?" he asks finally.

"Assisting the Chancellor and making sure no one forges the Royal Seal," Oberon says,"It is an entry level post."

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