#baronyofthesilverwolf

She moves further in "Well, credit her, but I am glad to see you, Aiden. Happy Valentine's day"

He reaches to take her hands lightly. "Happy Valentines day...." His gaze on hers, but then he gives the hands a concerned squeeze. "You must be chilled from the walk. Come in, warm up...."

She wants to protest, mention that she has gloves. albeit perhaps a bit thin ones, and that her fur cloak is warm, but if she protests too much he might let go and she doesn't want him to "It is a bit nippy today"

Her puppy tags along behind her.

And then Marigold is at the end of the hallway and flapping a hand towel towards the Baron! She stage whispers, "Hurry, get in here! Oh, Nadeen, bless, you as well!"

"is everything okay? " A stage whisper back but she goes

The Baron looks as baffled as she, but follows along... one of Nadeen's hands still in his own. As they enter the room where others had gathered to enjoy the holiday spread of pastries and petit fours, little sandwiches and delicate tea service and coffee stations... they see Bluebell being lightly draped with a floral wreath by Julius, though the pooka's gaze is questioning. His gaze flicks over to the doorway, and eyes twinkle with delight, a small nod to the Baron and Baroness.

Gwen is watching with really big eyes not sure what's happening.

Lavender D'Lorean, first knight of her name, however, is grinning like a fool

The satyr speaks!

"Bluebell, you are the flower of my heart. Though wildflowers may come and go, you are a crystal blossom that blooms forever bright through every season. The bell that chimes joy every morning when I wake, and I can only stand to close my eyes of your view at night, by knowing that you will be ever in my dreams. Even though I am a beast of passion, you calm the fires of my heart, and know that only you hold the fuel to stoke them to their truest blaze. Bluebell, my love... be forever mine?"

He kneels before the stunned looking pooka, and offers out a small, velvet box.

Lavender fights to hold in a squee

an Gwen's shocked look breaks into a grin wolfish

Nadeen breaks into a smile.

Aiden inhales sharply, and his hand trembles a bit in Nadeen's grasp. Watching intently.

Bluebell leans over the box, making a careful, painfully slow act of opening and examining the ring. A finger taps at her chin... Marigold looks fit to BURST from waiting!

Nadeen squeeze the hand hopefully

Finally the pooka extends her hand down to Julius, fingers spread. A sniff, though her eyes are dewy, her voice trembles a touch as she affects disinterest! "I suppose if you went to the trouble... then. I suppose, if I must."

He laughs and sweeps her into a hug! Spinning her around and knocking a stand of flowers over to strew blossoms over the floor, but not even caring. Julius plants a good half dozen kisses on the pooka before sliding the ring onto her finger.

Aiden exhales a breath he didn't know he was holding, and draws his hand free - to applaud softly! "Bravo, Steward. Congratulations, Bluebell."

And Nadeen applauds as well "Oh I have the best timing"

Lavender SQUEES like a co ed meeting her bestie after a summer break! "EEEEEEEEE!!"

and Gwen says "It's wonderful"

When released, Bluebell bows low to the crowd, and then drifts over, her cheeks flaming but with a huge smile on her face, to show off the ring. It's no massive rock... actually, rather small and simple. But it glitters beautifully against her cappuccino skin and seems to suit her. "Baroness, I fear you must help me practice dances for two..."

"Oh, it's marvelous, and of course I will, Bluebell. I have much to learn from you yet" Nadeen kisses the bride to be on the cheek

Aiden has reached out and is clapping Julius on the shoulder in a companionable way. "Well said, Julius. Be sure that you treat her well. I know that you will." He says, only a slight bit serious. Julius laughs and nods. "She is fierce and would savage me should I dare do elsewise."

Marigold is wiping her face and not even caring as the tears come down. "I thought he was NEVER going to get around to it." She confides in Gwen. "Oh, how lovely."

Gwen grins "I thought satyrs were quicker too, but I guess he was fast enough to catch the rabbit at last. Now that she finally hit the brakes and let him"

Lavender is like 'Oh wait, bachelorette party? We have to have one"

Bluebell blushes and then gives the baroness a quick, impulsive hug! Marigold brightens. "Oh, YES, a party. I know just the entertainment to hire..." A wicked glint in the matrons eyes....

Nadeen smiles

Gwen notes the look in that eye and wonders what has been unleashed?

Aiden trails back to the sidelines and picks up a teacup, though he hasn't filled it. Watching over his people, his expression is a bit poignant.

Marigold picks up a plate and puts a few pastries on it, offering to Nadeen. "Here, share these with the Baron, if you would? I'm not sure he's eaten today. Oh, I would have done pink for the holiday, but the berries must suffice. I swear, I had ordered food dye... but for the life of me!" She shakes her head. "Anyways, they will taste just as nice."

Nadeen takes it, then says "Wait, he hasn'tt..." She moves to Aiden with the pastries in a hand and fusses "Aiden, did you not eat today?"

Something aboutt this aggrivates her. how dare he not take care of himself

He looks a bit startled, as though the idea hadn't occurred to him. "Uh, I. I'm sure there was... no, I suppose that was yesterday." A touch sheepish.

"yester... Aiden ap Ailil," She fusses "You must take better care of yourself"

The mighty sidhe lord is cowed by the fussing baroness. "Of course, Nadeen. I should have. ...would you join me, Marigold has put in the effort after all? I fear I don't always remember when I get into my work."

Marigold watches with satisfaction, as the sidhe does what the boggan may not succeed at.

"Mmm well, " Nadeen relents "I suppose I can't blame your dedication as I admire it so. " She blushes lightly "And yes I would love to join you. Indeed, Given the holiday, I felt this is where I should be."

He leads her to a small table away from the main bustle, allowing private conversation but still where the laughter and conversation provides soft background nearby. "I am glad you are here. I would not bring down this special day for the lucky couple... though I admit, it is not always... easy for me." He confides, softly. "Are you well, though? Have they at River Vale been able to assist you with... everything you needs must have taken care of?" Delicately.

"It's all right. Mother and father are .. well, I found I missed them more than I thought I would, but my friends at Rivervale have been nothing but supportive. The Hearth took me in hand somewaht, which is her way. Dame Kerri s a grand woman, but fusses as much as Marigold albeit more trollishly." She .. finds herslef leaning agaisnt him "And knowing how you were willing tto help, unasked for, yet reaching out to me as you did. . I .. thank you, Aiden. I think I drew from the thought of that kindness most of all. "

In fact, very little money was taken from his account. A bill that had to be paid here at most

"I am glad that you have their support structure in place to rely upon. Though I know you to be strong... you needn't face this alone. We are also here for you, if anything is needed."

"I know, but, Aiden, surely I should not just crumble against you and expect you to carry. I ... want to be by your side , not feel as if you must pull me like a sled being pulled by a stallion"

A blush at her redundancies I can speak words that bring low a Balor countess and arrange for the Doom of a Daireann Lord, but I stumble now? Oh what an idiot I must sound like

"No roof, no arch, no lintel stands alone. Strength comes from those who buoy you up, so that you can draw from them and reinforce your own strength. Even a stallion is nothing without his herd, and the leadership of a fine mare." He offers back.

A tilt of her head, interest and amusement in her eyes "And, how does one get the stallion to see her as head mare?"

"Oh, well, certainly, if she is in heat then things will follow naturally, should they be mortal beasts. Now with fae steeds, it can be trickier, for they have personalities and opinions of their own which MUST be taken into account, as otherwise you will offend a high-tempered creature and risk having them reject you as their handler. Now, there are rumours of centaurs, perhaps even as Kith and not Chimera as I had assumed, and if they followed wild horse herd etiquette, then their breeding habits may..." His eyes spark as he talks shop, and then he suddenly colors, almost dropping the spoon that was stirring his tea.

"I do not mean - I would never infer that..." He stumbles, backsliding quickly. "Baroness, you - please do not that that as..."

"I meant no offense." Pale cheeks red for a moment as he bows his head to her.

She can't help but smile "Oh Aiden. I adore you"

He glances back up, and relaxes, shaking his head. "I do fear that my company may be tedious. I am not the scintillating conversationalist of many courtiers." He admits.