#baronyofthesilverwolf

Another sniffle from Sylvi. Damn lucky I wore the waterproof mascara today...

And then Aiden addresses her and she stands and nods respectfully. "Thank you, Baron."

She clears her throat and swallows. "Of course he'll visit."

"J-joust Club, for sure."

"Yeah! We have to ride our bike a LOT." Connor nods! He has returned to Dagmar's side.

"It is late. Please, stay the night, at the very least. My Marigold will be most wroth if I were to send you away uncared for." Aiden says.

"Joust Club, of course! We must host it here... soon. Dame D'Lorean will be thrilled"

Dagmar nods at the invitation.

Nadeen nods "Marigold will fuss. Please, you've all been so.. you are very good friends. Better than I deserve. At least let us give you dinner and a night?"

Sylvi looks like she might protest staying, but then she realizes how much she really needs a rest Right Now. "Thank you, Baron," she says again.

A smile. "And Baroness."

The rest of the night is a blur. Danica leaves to take Calanthe... or what she has become, to see if one might care enough to take her in.

Linnea, healed, requests leave to return to her quarters. She is clearly not ready to speak of it. It will come in time.

Marigold and Gerd somehow have whipped up a 5 course French Feast, for anyone with an appetite after that!

Gerd looks a bit stunned. She's not used to boggan speed every time she turned around for a moment

Aiden is exhausted, but manages to eat a small portion, to placate both Marigold and his Lady.

Rooms are set up for all of the visitors!

Privately... After the meal, he asks his lady, his Baroness to be - to accompany him to his chambers. Their chambers, if she'll have it.

Even if they are exhausted, he still manages to express to her his gratitude, in ways that she has longed for. Though still wounded in soul, he is whole in mind, and he gives himself to her, and her to him, if she will have him. Perhaps, with the promise, that on their next evening together, he will make up for any lack. And every night, if she'll let him.

(And.... SCENE!!!)

Nadeen will tackle ..well, corner, which ever thane comes first. Life is wonderful, WAS wonderful, but now all she can think about is how they're both hurting, each in a different way Damn it. How do i keep missing this stuff? I've lived with trolls for years! I mean, I know that other kithain have feelings.

Bluebell taps at her doorway. "M'lady?'

"Yes?" She turns "Are either of the thanes here, Bluebell?"

"Linnea is oh-so-blue, my Lady." Bluebell makes a sad face. "Would a cartwheel help? A flower's frown upside down?"

"If I thought it would help, Bluebell I'd do the macarina" And she goes to see the thane

"She curries her monstrous beast until it shines. Perhaps if she asks sweetly, it will curry her back, and oh, how her mane will flow." Bluebell says helpfully, indicating that the Thane is at the stables.

"Thank you, Bluebell. Things are in flux, obviously, most of it good I think but.. I want it to be good for others too" And off she goes to the stables. She is dressed not in fine dress and court voile, but blue jeans and blouse which translates more to a practical noble on the hunt gear

Linnea is stroking her horse's mane, murmuring quietly to the massive beast that to her, is gentle as a kitten. Adelie snorts as Nadeen approaches, giving her away.

Turning, the greyish looking troll swiftly lowers down to one knee, looking at the ground before her feet. "Baroness Nadeen."

"Linnea," She moves to her and puts a hand on the big woman's shoulder, which given the size of the woman, even kneeling is not that far down, "I am sorry, I did not think this would happen to you, had I known I would have talked to you first thing in the morning and tried to help. Please rise, I owe you my life. " She can feel that off feeling in the woman, see her misery. She can't quite imagine what it would be like, but she knows it must be awful

She rises slowly.

"Baroness. I betrayed the trust that Lady Calanthe had placed in my service. For good or ill, I broke my sworn word to obey her."

"For Good, I say, though many would think me biased. Tell me, did she swear the Oath of Escheat to you in turn?"

"No, Baroness."

"Our service was her due."

A brow "Let us say I think she took advantage of you and leave it there. You did not violate the Escheat. You saved your sister's honor at cost of your own. Though I do not hold grudge against her.. both of you were dictumed. You managed to resist."

"As you command, I will obey; as you request, I will comply." She recites, though her tone is softly miserable.

"Ah, the old version of the Oath, with a few frills possibly" A curious tilt "There is one lord even the sidhe must bow to.. Da'an... and I think judging by your eyes, that still see, that you are not so harshly broken as might be seen. Linnea , I would have you in our service... or at least mine. WIthout shame or reservation. And this time, if you give oath, you will have a proper oath in return. My house is unseelie, but we're not so squemish as Calanthe was. She used you, badly. Both of you. She cared nothing for your oaths save as means to yoke you. You have little reason to believe I'll be better I suppose, but I offer it."

A deep exhalation. She looks up at Nadeen - possible only as she is on her knee still. "Even though I have broken my troth to another, I did so in defense of what I believed to be right. I cannot promise that I shall not do so again, though I would pray that never would I be in such a situation once more."

She looks down, "A troll trying to do what is right, to defend a person rather htan let them die? Oh my dear thane, part of the reason I snatch you up if you let me is that Chieftain Brekke would surely try if she hears of this. And while i respect her, I am just petty enough to deny her that. THen there's the whole.. oh you saved my LIFE bit. I like my life, more so than before actually. Add this to your oath then, with my blessing, 'and it not break the escheat' or, if you prefer, swear not your obedience, but your trust, and your good conscience"

A long moment as she marshals her emotion. (No pun intended)

"Yes. I would so oath to you, Baroness, if you would have me."

"I would, and be delighted. I Hope the tear between you and your sister can be mended. I hope to have her service as well, if not to me, then to my lord. I don't want you to have to endure this dreadful half broken state long, but when would you like to be oathed? And do you want witnesses?"

"By your will, Lady. If you wish a ceremony, so be it. I hope that my sister may be half so forgiving."

"I hope she forgive me, I Hope you both do. I kept much from you for fear of Calanthe learning, and even fed false information . I regret the necessity. But then, we are all challenged by necessity meeting ideals." A nod "I'l lmake arrangements, but it will be short and brief I think, nothing too fancy. Do you wish to invite Chieftain Hewitt?"

She swallows. "If it pleases my lady, I would. Very much so."

"He supported you" She nods approvingly "Good. Then he's a worthy man and I shan't plot against him for breaking your heart"

She MAY not be joking about that last part

She bows her head in a nod. Perhaps, as with Flo, Nadeen may have some work to break her people of thinking they must be so subservient. Loyal, yes. Groveling... perhaps not.

"Go my dear savior, with my gratitude, and invite him. I'll make preperations"

She rises, already with a bit more spine in her stance. "By your command."

Attagirl but she doesn't say it, not verbally, rather an approving nod meant to send her on her way

A final pat for her horse, and she heads off.

And Nadeen rushes in.. One down. One to go. Silverwolf will not be reduced of such loyal shields, not on her watch!

(End scene?)