These articles might be supplied in any desired quantity by the
Emperor's slaves. However, she had been rigorously instructed by Ibi in
all aspects of locating and gathering her own materials in the
marketplace or -escorted by a pair of palace guards- out in the wild,
until Ibi was satisfied that she knew as much about her profession as
those who made her supplies.
She was becoming progressively more skilled in working with these raw
materials, having learned how to manufacture them at her own hand out
of fresh supplies, a technique she had mastered long ago using the
herbs in the spice tent, with dear Nelatha. Momentary recollection of
happier times with Nelatha caused Si'Wren to suddenly realize how truly
long it had been, since those long-ago days.
She took her kit daily with her to the court and carried it openly
before all, as an outward sign of the integrity and mastery of her
trade, justly proud of the way her knowledge of its use and upkeep
demonstrated to everyone that she rightly deserved her appointment to
her office as Royal Scribe. Few could boast half as much, and although
she was not the type to do so anyways, she felt herself to be beyond
all need of boasting.
Ibi did all of the regular and customary record-keeping.
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