I just finished "Reputation Precedes," the short story whose idea origins I discussed on here a while back. (Yes, it took me this long to finish writing it. It's been a hectic few months!) The story revolves around a bodyguard and a royal secretary who create a fictional individual to explain why their queen can't meet with a foreign ambassador. Here's a glimpse at their storytelling:
“The queen,” Carac said, “has set out to recruit the assistance of a powerful blood mage. She knows such a man will benefit Yoruth as well as Sanorre, if he can been convinced to pledge his loyalty.”
“The timing,” Marhan said, “seems questionable.” The words were mild, but there was a knife’s edge beneath them.
Carac hesitated. “The timing was unavoidable.”
Tiava recognized the pause as the secretary collecting his thoughts. “The mage is a wanderer, reclusive and elusive,” she said. “In the Ghoran Mountains – his homeland, as far as we can tell – he’s spoken of as a local folktale, with all the strange traditions that surround one.” She was prepared to come up with something, drawing upon the farmer precautions she had grown with, but a side glance at Carac told her he had found his footing. This was his plan; she was just backing him up.