A Castrovel Adventure: Part 5, Chapter 11

~O’mei Vaeol-Ile ihaelye sinyeia Marauqereth-Ilea dezhimenassya.~ (In which Lady Vaeol takes a hand at untangling Lady Marauqereth’s riddle.)

From the Daylog of Vaeol-Zheieveil Yaranevae be’Son

5. Asealae 24,545 - 49th Day in Ofu-Laubu
I have left these last few days logless, since I have witted my writs merely grow unsureness. Instead, I have cast my mind into loretide, until today.
Behappenly, Taiase and I stood to the soul-lore hall while our house drilled at the citadel, earnest toward the Motorae Games. At slumbertide we tarried on the hall's forestair, watching yesternight’s fresh coldstone likenesses wetly withering under Heaventide’s sun. Anon a Korasha seermaster neared and begged greetship. He named himself Master Sheared of Than, newly come hither. He thanked the hap to meet us nameworthy ladies, and told he boded word from someone we knew, and who held us in goodwill. When we asked whom, he named Lord Ekishi of Akadru, the Sealnea-Monkeyfolk elder who had led his folk’s hoverball team to such winfulness in Lea. We welcomely bade him sit. So he did and blessed my son as meek and hale. He told he had met Lord Ekishi in Than and had wonderfully begladdened of the Hoverball Gameset’s tale, and furthermore His Lordship had bestowed us high worth.
Master Sheared then said he had forehoped to find us here, which caught our inthrift. When we asked to what end, he told he had lately met Her Highness Lady Kueth, who wontsomely greets such newcomers on their income to the city. He then shared that Her Highness had beseeched him to bode us word. We asked the wordbode, whereat he told that, quoth Her Highness, who knows our love for the Lowburgh Market, that if on tomorrow’s market day we go, we shall likely meet someone we know.
Taiase and I glanced, and then asked what else he might share. Master Sheared answered he had told all, and guessed we surely knew more than he. Then he added that, if he must guess further, he might reckon he should not blather this wordbode to others. Then he forespoke hope to meet soon again, since he stays this month only and soon leaves to reach Than ere Floodtide. Then he took merry leave, and we blessed his friendship.
We sat a breathtide, whereafter I quoth: ~Haueil sinyeia ruqeame,~ - “Her Highness sends riddles.” Taiase nodded and deemed it a smart deed to bode word by newcomer, and one with eyesome business at the soul-lore hall, and furthermore already soon foreset to leave. ~O’vehae doma o’stimi kovya kaolya shyaelassya.~ - “In likelihood none would ever wit the boon bestowed,” she mused craftily.
I reckoned we were so foregiven someone to meet, but whom we knew not. She beread it our work to so understand, and which she added yields Her Highness further, believable naysayingness in that she can truly swear that she has never given us a name. Taiase then put forth we head home and beseech our housemates’ help to find this riddle’s truth.

6. Asealae 24,545 - 50th Day in Ofu-Laubu
In answer to Her Highness’s yesterday riddle, today we bewon most of our housemates (but for Oshis, who withheld from any business linked to Lady Marauqereth, and instead drilled) to go to the Lowburgh Market. So soon as the salestalls opened, we wove a mindnetwork through the marketstead, with soulcrafty Taiase at our hub, Tae, Vosaeth, me, and our birthmighty sons in the next ring, and our others outerly like the spiderweb’s ends. Beshrivedly it bestowed yesterwhits of our old wickedness that had gotten Semuane and me banned from El, and I wonder how the Streetwatch would behave if they witted a score of outlanders doing so underhandly. Happily, they caught us not at this most outcomeful wise to find someone unknown. The older children - Vesh, Donas, Tesine, and Lanaryel - mightily begladdened in this thrillsome fetch, and I warned Remaue that our daughter will come to think such sin is right and blessed. Thus we trawled through the stalls and yards, which had behoof that, whenever we wearied, we might tarry at the nearest wineyard.
At early Sixth Bell, Less spotted somebody coming through the market. ~Kaul-Laras eas,~ - “It is Master Kaul,” he told. We all bewared the First Haremreeve, forecatching as unforewared. If I had reckoned anyone from the harem, I would have guessed Lady Tiril, who had already shown us goodwill. Yet the haremreeve outstood as more riddlesome, and whose friendship I faltered to trust. Without likelihood else, however, we must deem that Master Kaul was Lady Kueth’s forespoken mark.
Yet next we must reckon how to meet him, since whether the First Haremreeve forelooked us we knew not. Also, the ask churned in our minds: would he now answer Lady Marauqereth's riddle, unlike as he had done back at the palace?
Our net tightened after the First Haremreeve, still unaware of his ensnareship. Thus we followed the older Korasha until a teayard in the Lowburgh’s southern bight, unfar from the hall where once I had met Lady Marauqereth. We halted while he introd, and outriddled how to further, until Remaue and Rivale strode straight to the yardmistress, since what else could be more wontsome than two grooms seeking a mirthstead for their ladies’ idleness? Rather neatly, they outdrew the yardmistress’s openness to letting her first guest get a hearth-seech, and what we must yield to do so. They came back with rede that, for a small fee, we could easily meet. Taiase and I introd teayard and, for a silvermark more, bought not only tea but also leave to beseech the worthy guest.
We came through a gatebough into a shut elfyard and enringing sheltered walkway, and which held a pool full of singing limb-eels, letting us make way to the other side, where Master Kaul sat. At our nearness, Master Kaul uplooked, but waited warily while we bowed and sat. The haremreeve read us while we settled on our heels: me with my babe, us both in tasteful but mere street clothes not befitting our stallworth. ~Di iryaea,~ - “This is unwontsome,” he wryly said.
We begged sorrow for reaching him so hiddenly, but hopefully wished his wisdom to understand the awkwardness we found with Lady Marauqereth, who (we reminded) at the last mirthtide had bidden us seek Oshis’s answer to her beseech, but then the next day had withheld hearth to bode our answer. We thus stood aloss how to afill Her Ladyship’s bid, and would put faith in His Mastership’s rede.
Master Kaul’s head cocked. He quoth he understood our plight. Yet he beread nothing had shifted since he had sent us back with Her Ladyship’s withhold. Her reason had naught from us, and our best deed still stood in waiting for Her Ladyship’s call, which he fully forsoothed kept us bound to the city and without leave elsewhither. Yet he could yield no more.
While the older Korasha spoke, both our antennae rose high and seeking, and I wonder he witted not that he sat with two soul-seers: me still birthmighty, and Taiase doughty with elder lore. From his mind, we read a hint of weariness, as if bearing dread. Taiase shortly reckoned how best to broach talk without triggering the First Haremreeve’s nameworthy tonguestillness. ~O’eriae-yei nilona,~ - “Surely there is more than that,” she chided.
Master Kaul froze. I feared his mouth had shut tight. Under the breathtide’s grimness, an idle thought danced amind of haremmates’ legendary stalwartness. I bematched him to the hero Imaeuss from the _Woe for Lost Valmaea_, Queen Anmae’s First Manmate who had stood beside but yielded rede against her evil trial, and in last gainsaith had slain himself, all from faith. Unlike that elder hero, all Master Kaul need do was rise, leave the teayard, and his faith to his lady would be reproven.
And yet he did not. His will tellingly faltered while his dread and weariness wrestled. At last the elder haremmate shrove: ~Ile-ve zhauahe shi kae-zhoe: o imi-rae mi imi-virihi.~ “My lady suffers under two moods,” he whispered: “one bright and one shadowy." He then told that, until now, we had beheld the bright one, merry, giftful, and whimsome, and which also had grown wild. Yet now the shadow overtook. He further told his lady stays alone and hears none. So she will stay until the mood shifts.
At the haremreeve’s stark shrift, we sat speechless, even as he showed raw, which maybe was our best behavior, since doubtlessly he could say no more. Yet it stayed not Taiase's and my antennae humming a shared thought: this beguessed mindhealth, as the Ihezoshu had warningly taught the hints while loretide. Taiase read she had ere harkened this illness, stealthy in its swinging mood and unforetellable, which somehow made it more plightsome. 
We also witted we could say almost nothing that would not break Master Kaul’s trust, so wardless as he stood shriving a secret that doubtlessly would breach his sworn thanedom. I reached a hand to his grizzled shoulder and spoke, if he knew anything of my tale, then he had already heard the woe I had undergone on my bridetide and the many years' worth of sorrow it had wrought, even now. ~O’roae ile-serru loea komya ruaelf,~ - “Know that you and your lady have our full faithful love,” I swore, and added: ~O’romi les-sya shinazif,~ - “Let us be bidden by you.”
Master Kaul blinked, I almost think to withhold tears. Then he nodded. ~O’kaoli vusya-shyae assurru,~ he bade: “In goodwill, go to your house.” He beseeched we sing a hymn for his sake. When we rose, he rose with us and left the teayard soon afterward, whereby I feared we had shamed him.
Our housemates earnestly asked the outcome, though Taiase and I sternly bade them speak no more. Back at the guesthouse, we merely said the thing outproved more ruthful than ereforelooked, to which I added that, rooted from my deed under the Komori, I yield Her Ladyship my full love. This stilled them and, though I could read their thoughts flying, they wisely asked no more. Even Oshis, who laterward came home and slowly learned our fetch’s whits, against his mislike seems markedly meek.

Recap: Lady Vaeol and her housemates had beseeched Lady Kueth, Ofu-Laubu's foreign minister, to help understand why Lady-Captain Marauqereth has refused to see them and their apparent resulting loss of goodwill.

Lashunta Words & Phrases:

• Haueil (fem): Highness; honorific address for a senior government minister.
• Sinyeia - accusative of ~Sinyei~ (spir): riddle; problem.
• Ruqeame - 3rd-person feminine of ~Ruqeamassi~: to bode; send a message.
• Laras (masc): master; senior member of a trade guild; honorific for a high-ranking male
• Di (spir): not; negative adverb
• Iryaea - 3rd-person common of ~Iryaeassi~: to make a habit; perform as a habit.
• O'eriae-yei - adverbial phrase: as-so surely. ~Eriae~ (spir): sureness; certainty + ~Yei~ (spir): relative pronoun.
• Nilona - common comparative of ~Nila~: many
• Ile-ve (fem): my lady, in the sense of a lady to whom one is beholden.
• Zhauahe - 3rd-person feminine of ~Zhauahassi~: to suffer
• Kae-zhoe (spir): two moods. ~Kae~ (spir): mood; humor; spirit + ~Zhoe~ (spir): two
• Imi-rae (spir): one of brightness.
• Imi-virihi (spir): one of shadow.
• O'roae: knowingly. Adverbial phrase of ~Roassi~: to know.
• Ile-serru - alla/dative of ~Ile-se~ (fem): your lady.
• Loaea komya - accusative of ~Loae Komi~: full faith & love. ~Loae~ (spir): agape; gove + ~Komi~ (spir): full; whole.
• Ruaelf - 1st person active conditional of ~ruaelassi~: to give; yield.
• O'romi - adverbial of ~Romassi~: to let; allow
• Les-sya - 2nd-person accusative of ~Lesi~ (spir): bid; command.
• Shinazif - 1st-person active conditional of ~Shinazassi~: to receive from a higher source.
• O'kaoli - adverbial of ~Kaoli~ (spir): goodwill; favor.
• Vusya-shyae - honorific-polite imperative of ~Vusassi~: to go; stir; move.
• Assurru - alla/dative of ~Assu~ (anim): house; home.