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The elf entered the Master Assembly Court of the Keep where the Council of six held permanent assembly. After the departure of Erlenkönig fifty four human years before, Rian disbanded the Northern Ibero clan and made the Keep in the Village the permanent home of the council. For the ensuing peace in the Village he took complete credit as the remaining Elders of the Ibero clan were moved down to Erin. They had become too powerful and he was finding it difficult to control them. With the remaining Councilman he tried to pepper his own loyal Elders into the council, but the Forest Clan was always there to thwart his efforts with their confounding logic and attention to detail. He spotted the elf and motioned for him to wait outside of the chamber. “My liege,” the elf began, “there has been a disturbance of magic around the cottage of the DynDoeth family.” “Indeed,” was Rian's reaction. Finally, he had been waiting for this moment for many years. This was his chance to rid himself of the meddling thorn in his side. Ever since the king had left, DynDoeth had spoken out against him. He and his minion Gwaldon. Both powerful elves, powerful elves that caused a delay in his plans for over two hundred years. He hated both of them. “Allow me to recess the Council for the morning, and we will give our old friend,” he spat as he said it, “DynDoeth a visit.” As the Council's morning session came to an end the Forest Councilman pulled Rian to the side, “It has come to our attention that unauthorized use of what appears to be experimental magic has been felt emanating from DynDoeth's home. I think we should talk about this immediately.” “I am on my way to DynDoeth's cottage, now. I will return with him shortly.” Seileach would have none of it. “Please send several powerful elves in case there is trouble but remain here so we can discuss this.” Rian wanted desperately to see the expression on DynDoeth's face when he demanded the elf accompany him to the Keep, but he knew that he may still have use of the Forest elf so he assigned four powerful elves to bring DynDoeth to him. In doing so he allowed himself the luxury of knowing that DynDoeth's first sight of him would be sitting in Erlenkönig's throne in Erlenkönig's home. His mind was not on the conversation with the Forest Elf. He couldn't wait for his elves to bring DynDoeth to him. He also hoped that Gwaldon was with him. All he could do is picture the two of them as the Counsel stripped them of their magic. He felt like a child.

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Landsbyen -Into the North- An Epic Poem 30

The elf entered the Master Assembly Court of the Keep where the Council of six held permanent assembly. After the departure of Erlenkönig fifty four human years before, Rian disbanded the Northern Ibero clan and made the Keep in the Village the permanent home of the council. For the ensuing peace in the Village he took complete credit as the remaining Elders of the Ibero clan were moved down to Erin. They had become too powerful and he was finding it difficult to control them. With the remaining Councilman he tried to pepper his own loyal Elders into the council, but the Forest Clan was always there to thwart his efforts with their confounding logic and attention to detail. He spotted the elf and motioned for him to wait outside of the chamber. “My liege,” the elf began, “there has been a disturbance of magic around the cottage of the DynDoeth family.” “Indeed,” was Rian's reaction. Finally, he had been waiting for this moment for many years. This was his chance to rid himself of the meddling thorn in his side. Ever since the king had left, DynDoeth had spoken out against him. He and his minion Gwaldon. Both powerful elves, powerful elves that caused a delay in his plans for over two hundred years. He hated both of them. “Allow me to recess the Council for the morning, and we will give our old friend,” he spat as he said it, “DynDoeth a visit.” As the Council's morning session came to an end the Forest Councilman pulled Rian to the side, “It has come to our attention that unauthorized use of what appears to be experimental magic has been felt emanating from DynDoeth's home. I think we should talk about this immediately.” “I am on my way to DynDoeth's cottage, now. I will return with him shortly.” Seileach would have none of it. “Please send several powerful elves in case there is trouble but remain here so we can discuss this.” Rian wanted desperately to see the expression on DynDoeth's face when he demanded the elf accompany him to the Keep, but he knew that he may still have use of the Forest elf so he assigned four powerful elves to bring DynDoeth to him. In doing so he allowed himself the luxury of knowing that DynDoeth's first sight of him would be sitting in Erlenkönig's throne in Erlenkönig's home. His mind was not on the conversation with the Forest Elf. He couldn't wait for his elves to bring DynDoeth to him. He also hoped that Gwaldon was with him. All he could do is picture the two of them as the Counsel stripped them of their magic. He felt like a child.