FIN:

Where have you been?

KARANTHIR:

Having lunch with Orrie, just like I do every Sunday. He calls it our 

‘happy meal time’. Such a clever fellow, our baby brother. 

Don't you agree?

FIN:

You mean you and Orrie? I didn’t know that. That’s so nice of you.

KARANTHIR:

Isn’t it.

FIN:

Yes. Uh Karanthir, I have something to tell you. 

You’re not going to like it.

FIN:

…While you were out, Zyfan received a message from his Uncle, 

the One, the ruler of the United Elvin Nations …

KARANTHIR:

I am fully aware of who the One is, my brother.

What does He want with my prince this time?

FIN:

He ordered Zyfan to return to court.

We've been trying to call you but your phone’s off.

KARANTHIR:

Of course it is. I always mute it when I'm with Orrie.

Now you'll have to excuse me. I must see Zyfan.

FIN:

You're too late. He had to leave immediately, along with 

Syrrah and Vanni. They’re gone.

KARANTHIR:

Gone?

FIN:

There’s more. Our Guardian told us we’re moving to Florida. So, after seeing the One, Syrrah will go directly to our new home to bless it. Since Zyfan is her ‘personal guard’ he’ll accompany her there.

KARANTHIR:

Do you mean to tell me that I won’t see my prince again until we move?

FIN:

Uh-huh, which will be in about three weeks.

KARANTHIR:

Well, aren’t you just a font of good news. Seriously, I’m to be 

without my prince for three weeks. That’s twenty-one days,

and nights! This is simply ghastly.

FIN:

Sorry.

KARANTHIR:

Is there anything more?

FIN:

No, that’s everything.

A little later ...

KARANTHIR:

You look about as depressed as I feel.

MEZ:

We’re moving - to Florida.

KARANTHIR:

I heard. Zyfan’s gone.

MEZ:

Gone where?

KARANTHIR:

Whisked off to the Elvin realm on some court nonsense - just like that. I didn’t even get a chance say good bye. Honestly, the One must think my prince has nothing better to do with his time. 

It just infuriates me.

MEZ:

Can’t you call him?

KARANTHIR:

No signal. I won’t see him until we arrive at out new home, 

in three weeks.

MEZ:

Three weeks. Guess you’ll be taking a lot of cold showers.

KARANTHIR:

Why you little rascal! That was a good one. I didn’t think you had it in you. You surprise me sometimes Mez, it's rather refreshing. 

Now tell me, how are the newlyweds?

MEZ:
Huh?

KARANTHIR:

Jesse and Io.

MEZ:

Oh them. I can’t believe they're like ... this couple. But Jesse isn’t drinking any more, so it’s all good.

KARANTHIR:

Still, it must complicate things. After all, doesn’t Io spend the evenings in his lamp on a shelf,  just above your bed. Meanwhile, Jesse's in the bed directly below you. Must make it uncomfortable being sandwiched in the middle.

MEZ:

I hadn't really thought about it like that.

KARANTHIR:

I do worry about you Mez. It makes me wonder 

how much longer you can hold out.

MEZ:

And just what’s that supposed to mean?

KARANTHIR:

Oh come now, you know what I’m talking about. We moved all the

way from New York to San Francisco, and the only memorable thing

that happened – was Jesse’s transformation into a new world, with Io.

MEZ:

Not this again! Look, I have a girlfriend.

KARANTHIR:

Of course you do. The lovely Cammeo, and how far

have you gotten with that fair lass?

MEZ:

Alright. Conversation over. You know, I thought maybe - we could just talk - but you always have to piss me off.

KARANTHIR:

It was only an observation.

MEZ:

For your information - I’m not Jesse. And we'll be in Florida soon. 

New York to San Francisco and now Florida. What’s our Guardian thinking? Florida - of all places! I mean, nothing ever happens there. 

KARANTHIR:

Oh my poor, naïve, Mez. You're about to jump

out of the frying pan and into the fire.

MEZ:

What are you talking about?

KARANTHIR:

Allow me to paint you a picture.

KARANTHIR:

…There you are - roller-blading by the beach in Miami, at sunset,

wearing your brand new, hot pink, thong. Oh yes, I can 

see it so clearly. It's just a matter of time ...

MEZ:

I really hate you sometimes.