#baronyofthesilverwolf

"I'm an Indian, they expect us to know all the Western stuff even when we're not of a great plains tribe" she answers "oh, and classes"

"You really OUGHT to read more, Brair. there are some books that are ALL about serial killers"

"That's RIGHT. Maybe you can teach me about scalping!" And she sighs. "Find me those killer books, and we'll talk."

"Long wait till yule" Lavender chimes inn

Gwen rolls her eyes at the scalping bit, but smiles a bit at Marigold's praise .

"Nyah!" Briar sticks out her tongue. "hey I gotta go feed the dogs!" And runs out the door - precisely a moment before Marigold can say, "Let's clean up these dishes... Oh, she has a second sense, I swear."

"She's smarter than folks think" Gwen says feeling an odd pride "Might serve her well when she gets bigger, good timing I mean. " She rises "I'll help with thte dishes." A thought "If Baroness Dancing Snow comes, maybe she'll be our Queen of hearts? I mean, she migh want a head removed"

Marigold gives Gwen a squeeze on the arm. "Oh, you. And here I thought that was MY bright idea. She would be the MOST lovely queen of hearts. One of our Thanes may make a rather lovely member of that suit as well. Speaking of which, I'd better send Linn over to Dark Gate to see if Marseillus has any tart recipes to recommend."

"Marsellius can be pretty tart" She says "For an Iowan he has nose in the air" But she smiles as she helps with the dishes "Linn going to Darkgate again. She andChief Hewitt do look good together. Have you seen her new leather jacket? it's boss"

"I think they finally both got a clue." Marigold buzzes with excitement, and will gladly chatter over dishes, and then more coffee and pastries, about romances in the air, costumes to be prepared, and a party planned with care!

Poor gwen may have developed a bit of a taste for well intentioned gossip. Oh well. No one is a perfect troll

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