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her however.
    "Right, the kids are my responsibility. I've been remiss, but I won't let that stand." She looked at him, as if Timon was going to tell her no. That or she was hoping for back-up from him.
    After a few seconds of silence he shrugged.
    "I need to get going. I don't think anyone will mind too much, but if this Counselor doesn't want you around, we'll have to leave you there." Because that made sense, threatening to drop them all off at the palace like that. He'd probably end up bringing them all back before going, but that part really would only take a minute, so he just agreed, to keep the peace.
    Besides, it sounded like he was in charge or something, which was always fun. Most of the time people didn't listen to him, not because he was wrong, but because he was too young. When they forgot that part of things it made him feel more real. Like a person instead of an animal that could be locked up at night and controlled. It was an illusion of course, but one he liked.
    Sara looked at him too, but her face was a bit less friendly suddenly. Probably because he'd made that crack about getting Princess Karina to marry him. It was... well, when he thought about it he understood why she might be mad. He'd offered to wed her when he turned fourteen and even though she was polite to him about it, her cool reception had kind of made him angry at her. Not a huge kind of thing, but that had prompted him to lash out a bit by pretending to make a move toward the Princess. It was rude to do that. Not something that anyone could call him on directly, because it was acceptable for a person to have several marriage alliances lined up, but she was smart enough to figure out he wasn't totally happy with her for some reason.
    She spoke normally enough, sounding polite and calm.
    "Timon, do you think you should take people to the palace without permission?"
    Polite... but slightly patronizing. It was a valid argument, so he nodded to Countess Ward who smiled at him expectantly.
    "Perhaps we should connect with them and ask? I don't suppose it would hurt anything." Except that it would take longer. That part was going to make him look bad, if this scene strung out too much.
    A short four minutes later they talked to a rather friendly sounding man that turned out to be a Royal Guard. Kevin. No one knew him it seemed, but he was able to set up permission for them to all visit. It only took about twenty minutes for him to arrange for it too. After the man signed off, doing it first as was protocol, no doubt, Timon had to herd the women into the craft. It was like moving four cats though, each with their own agenda.
    Ali realized, as they stepped out on the front walk that she should take some gold with them, in case it was needed to buy anyone's life from the hangman. She ran inside with Collette, who actually had control of the funds for some reason. Just as they came back out Maria decided that it would be best to use the facilities there first, which got her to run inside. It took longer than seemed reasonable, so Collette went back in to find her. Ten minutes later they both came back out, wearing outfits similar to Sara's as well. The whole thing meant that Timon had to resize the Fast Carriage, which turned it into a mirrored rectangle.
    It wasn't as sharp looking, but would have to do, since he didn't want to waste time anymore than they had to. The Counselor had probably been left standing outside with Sam for over half an hour, which meant he'd be yelled at no doubt. Worse, it was his responsibility as pilot to make sure things like that were accounted for. Timon just nodded and smiled, figuring that it was going to be real practice for later. He couldn't yell at them to hurry after all. They were people, not packages. Extra time would have to be built in to each trip to account for how slow people could be.
    Even with the painfully slow and boring decent they landed outside the Palace a whole five minutes after taking off. The