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Within the center of Egorian's Imperial Palace is a tiny park, lit by magically artificial sunlight, with a brook of clear water that flows from nowhere to nowhere.  It doesn't see much use; Cheliax doesn't often receive visitors so naive as to be moved even subconsciously by the implication that this is where some Thrune likes to spend their spare time.

Abrogail Thrune II, now in her true outer form, is wearing royal robes much simpler than those she usually wears, and sitting in a simpler chair than the Throne of Cheliax.  She's flicking breadcrumbs to the fish that spend their whole lives confined to this artificial brook.

As much as Abrogail is annoyed by other aspects of the affair and including the way in which she was the author of her own destruction, she's never going to get a chance to do this again in her entire life and have somebody actually buy it.  So, yes, she's feeding breadcrumbs to the fish.

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Within the center of Egorian's Imperial Palace is a tiny park, lit by magically artificial sunlight, with a brook of clear water that flows from nowhere to nowhere.  It doesn't see much use; Cheliax doesn't often receive visitors so naive as to be moved even subconsciously by the implication that this is where some Thrune likes to spend their spare time.

Abrogail Thrune II, now in her true outer form, is wearing royal robes much simpler than those she usually wears, and sitting in a simpler chair than the Throne of Cheliax.  She's flicking breadcrumbs to the fish that spend their whole lives confined to this artificial brook.

As much as Abrogail is annoyed by other aspects of the affair, including the manner in which she was the author of her own destruction, she's never going to get a chance to do this again in her entire life and have somebody actually buy it.  So, yes, she's feeding breadcrumbs to the fish.