Title: AU: an error in the paperwork
Requester:
drivingblind
Series: Amber
Requested Topic: What if Zelazny's Amber was based more on Chinese (and other Asian) mythologies instead of Celtic, Norse, and Arthurian myths?
Due to http://incandescens.livejournal.com/857773.html
"You must understand," the young woman said, "that I am the fruit of Prince Benedict's unfortunate dalliance with a Minister of Hell. Naturally this has caused my family some concern, but my mother had been reincarnated by the point that this was discovered, and so no blame could be placed upon her."
I eyed her thoughtfully. My brother Benedict had never been one for unfortunate dalliances, or any dalliances at all. "And so you're hoping to meet your father?" I asked.
She bowed. "It is my fondest wish. Do you know the gentleman?"
"I'm his brother," I said. I might have smirked. I'm not sure.
She gasped. "Which one?"
"Corwin," I said, and took a swig of my tea.
She frowned. "I thought that your name had been written in the Register of Deaths some years ago."
"No, no," I said. "Error in the bookkeeping. Locked away for life, not killed. You must get a lot of that."
She shrugged. "Certainly if anyone could evade the Register, it would be a child of Amber."
Requester:
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Series: Amber
Requested Topic: What if Zelazny's Amber was based more on Chinese (and other Asian) mythologies instead of Celtic, Norse, and Arthurian myths?
Due to http://incandescens.livejournal.com/857773.html
"You must understand," the young woman said, "that I am the fruit of Prince Benedict's unfortunate dalliance with a Minister of Hell. Naturally this has caused my family some concern, but my mother had been reincarnated by the point that this was discovered, and so no blame could be placed upon her."
I eyed her thoughtfully. My brother Benedict had never been one for unfortunate dalliances, or any dalliances at all. "And so you're hoping to meet your father?" I asked.
She bowed. "It is my fondest wish. Do you know the gentleman?"
"I'm his brother," I said. I might have smirked. I'm not sure.
She gasped. "Which one?"
"Corwin," I said, and took a swig of my tea.
She frowned. "I thought that your name had been written in the Register of Deaths some years ago."
"No, no," I said. "Error in the bookkeeping. Locked away for life, not killed. You must get a lot of that."
She shrugged. "Certainly if anyone could evade the Register, it would be a child of Amber."