#baronyofthesilverwolf

Willy gets out and drags her bag after her. It hits the drive way with a CLANK.

"Do you need help?" Gwen says

She wrestles it a bit, and then pulls it on. "Were you there when I got dressed this morning? No? How the furk do you think I got this bag this far north in the first place??"

"Good luck and charm?" Gwen says dead pan

then blushes "Sorry... sometimes I get sassy"

Marigold pops into the kitchen, and by the time the two have made it inside, all of the groceries are put away, and a kettle is beginning to sing. "Tea, coffee, cocoa?" She calls from within.

"Gassy? Good to know, I'll stay downwind." She marches inside; whatever's in the bag, she isn't bent double nor was she on the road. It's heavy, but she can carry it.

"Coffee, I guess."

Gwen takes the jab with dignity I screwed up there.

CLANK. She puts the bag down.

Gwen moves in "Like your accent. Where are you from?" Her own accent isn't quite local, Oklahoman mixed with New York State

"Duchy uh Blue Grasses."

Marigold joins them in the parlor, but only for a moment to set down a tray with coffee, cream and sugar, a steaming teapot in an embroidered cozy, and Gwen's favorite drink in a big mug; alongside a plate of cookies and scones. "The tea is for my lord, he'll be in shortly." A smile, and she leaves the two to chat.

Willy looks startled. "What? Her lord? THE Lord? THIS Lord??"

"What's he coming here for?"

Gwen says "Thank you, Marigold!"

Gwen takes a spot and explains "Baron Aiden isn't some hands off noble when it comes to his animals. He'll want to meet you, and see you strut your stuff. It's okay though. He knows quality."

"Frickin' well better....." she takes a mug of coffee. Black.

She takes her own drink "Well, not sure how many Ailil you've met."

"I really don't give....." her mouth twists and one can almost SEE the words rearranging themselves as she puts a filter on ".... politics much thought. Steel doesn't need politics."

"Well, you maybe in luck, because the Baron isn't that into politics either.. certainly not for his House. "

"But if you can show give his animals and people the best you got? I bet you'll impress him." She dips a cookie in her cocoa

"Why do me a solid like that?" she squints suspiciously.

"Partially because I DID mouth off, sure you got me back with that gassy thing, but it was rude of me. And that's no way to treat a guest. Sorry" Then she says "Also, because some folks did me a solid once. And lastly? I think it might make the Baron happy to have someone with your talents show up like you have. " She shrugs "So I hope you work out for his sake as much as yours?"