#baronyofthesilverwolf

Linnea blushes deep purple. "Ah. Mm. Thank you for your... insight."

"I will... see what I can do as to the workload. There are some chores I can take on, and in trade she perhaps can patrol on some of the horses who need exercise. That can be a joy as well as a duty- more so than mucking out the mews."

"I don't think she's going to trade any of her offficial duties or the Chancelior's task. She's.. proud. "

An amused look "if it weren't for the chance it was the very definition of 'asking for bad things to happen' I'd almost like to see his reaction to someone making a play for the Baroness? I know some Ailil are are rather.. ah, open? But Baron Aiden doesn't strike me as the sort . " A pause "Is he the sort?"

She shakes her head. "No. At least, not that -I- ever saw. I suspect it would not bode well for one to try - especially if it turned out to be a play for a reaction. No, I would pity the pooka or fool who may try it."

"He is... I do not want to say, possessive? But more, worshipful, as though he has been granted a fine treasure, that others may only admire. And that he is blessed by fate to have... to cherish, rather than own."

"...or so it was, once. For his sake, for their sake..." She pauses, then continues, "So may it be again."

"Oh" realization "He was.. slow simmer and pedestal with Dahlia as well?"

She considers. "It was some time ago. Yes, and no. Dahlia, was something to be cherished and protected. Nadeen? She is strong, and independent. He will realize that she is no kept songbird, but a hawk, or perhaps a dragoness, fierce by his side."

A touch poetic for a moment there, before she purples once more. "Or so I imagine - I could be wrong." Was that LINNEA's copy of the latest Talia Amur that had been seen in the hay loft?

"I should get back to patrol." She takes a step back, embarrassed.

A smile "I think the Chief would welcome a strong woman too.. just.. a theory" A nod "And, yes, patrols for both of us "

Linnea's response is quick as she moves off, "Must go - running late." Trolls always have much long strides - else she might seem to be running away!

She pats Snowthorn "Patrol we go too friend"

And off they ride

(Endeith scene by orders of the mighty Rae)