#baronyofthesilverwolf

"Would an apple help?" She offers to Briar.

Briar escaped as much, but Julius, as he clips by carrying a basket of goods, has an ivy crown hung off his horns.

"Gimme that." Briar snatches, (Flo frets), and crunches. "Hey. Ish GOOD. These little ones are sometimes all nasty and tart. I mean I still EAT the crapapples, but they're not good."

"CRAB apples, Briar." Marigold peers out, and BEAMS. "Dru, you made it!"

"These are not crabapples. My deer friends do like crabapples so... hello, Marigold! I have brought a present!"

Dru finds herself being hugged in welcome. "Come in, come in, I made just the thing for you... Briar, wash those sticky hands please..."

A kinain toddler waves happily from a high chair that he's just on the verge of being too grown for, but still too small for a normal chair. Enchanted for the occasion, though hardly necessary with such a young and open minded child, Rian squeals happily at the sight of Dru. "Tree!" Chubby hands waved. "TREEEE."

And there is a voice, the star of the show, but not alone "Remember what I told you, Chuck. "

"Uh... right...." Somewhat dazed, but in awe and not in daftness, as Son of Adam Chuck walks by his best girl's side and takes in the Castle... er, Freehold.

And Gwen's voile is simple, gray garb awaiting color

She asks him "You don't remember?"

"Um.. Remind me, just to be sure. Sorry, I was... you know, all.. all this?" He grins at her, starry-eyed.

"Oh, tiny human!" She picks up the toddler for bouncing!

"YEah..." A smile woflish to the enchanted guy. "Come on" She guides him closer "Manners..."

"Right, manners, respond if I'm spoken to, but otherwise, when in doubt, just bow?"

Chuck is wearing a SUIT. There's even a pocket square - the tie perhaps tied wrong, but he tried, and the hem a fraction too short, he keeps growing since last year's prom.

"Well, to the nobles... " A sigh "And try not to fall in love with any sidhe"

He offers to her a corsage. "I know it's not... well, this isn't a dance, but it seemed FORMAL, so I brought this... I told mom we had a date, and she said to bring flowers, but this you can wear and not carry? If you're allowed to wear it..."

A white rose with green leaves and wrap. "I didn't know what color you'd wear, so white seemed safest..." He realizes he's whispering, and he's also BLUSHING.

"Oh... " She beams and.. takes it, "You're the best..." She kisses him

Rian is getting a piggy back ride now.

Marigold sets the apples aside, and brings out a small basket to show Dru - when she finally returns from playing!

"Julius made most of your gift of mulberries into mead, but I managed to keep enough to make a small tart. Mind you, this is JUST for you, to take with you for later. There will be plenty tonight as well!"

Chuck returns the kiss, now blushing to his rounded ear-tips. "Still not used to you being taller than me... but not complaining, right?"

"Ohhhh. It is VERY pretty, Marigold. Thank you!"

"It's not," Gwen chuckles "And don't worry... I'm not going to climb the Empire state building carrying you"

Chuck blushes MORE for a moment, perhaps envisioning being carried off by a strong woman...

"Come, I'll show you what I made for tonight." Marigold takes Dru by the arm and whisks her into the kitchen for a quick tour and tasting.

"You have so many different foods!" Dru happily tours and heaps bountiful praise on Marigold's efforts.

"Dare I ask where your head is.... you know, nevermind" She moves on with him

And Nadeen is wrangling the namer and other guests, ggraciously

Aiden may get to see Nadeen in her natural element of interaction

Precisely on time, neither early, nor late, arrive the Sluagh. Elias Aberdeen in a moth-nibbled Edwardian suitcoat, the childling Lizbet in a velvet mourning coat, antique and with some of the fabric rubbed bare, lace trailing.

Aiden indeed seems a little out of his element. He hangs back - speaking quietly to the odd Namer, but rather that than brave the crowds, the chatter, the small talk.

And Nadeen is... yes, even gracious to the sluagh guests. WHatever she REALLY thinks of them, they are treated with politenness

Dagmar arrives quietly, perhaps with her squire (if he so desired), and perhaps Sylvi (if she had time!), having hitched a ride from DarkGate and their representative.

And both Chief Hewitt and Zane show up too. Zane ggrins 'Hey, Dagmar"

"Hey." Upnod.

Connor is on his BEST BUD BEHAVIOUR and wearing his gwydion cloak and Dagmar’s digit

"Nadeen! Zane!” He waves at both like his arm might fall off. “I haven’t seen you in so many Evers!”

Zane moves to him "Hey little man, heard about the good news. Now Shadowpaw is REALLY unstoppable"

He holds up a fist for Zane to bump. “You scared off the bad juju here, that’s good, but we miss you, that’s bad.”

He bumps the fist back "Well, how about I promise to visit now and then?"

"Uh, you better!" Dag insists.

Zane grins, radiating a confidence , "I will" True

"Hey, who's the cute guy, Dags?" Lavender walks up

"Dee, this is Zane. He's a wizard. And Dagmar-approved."

"Hey" Zane smiles

"Hey" Lavender smiles

Chuck hangs back, whispering to Gwen. “So.. not demons, right?” Looking at the satyrs…

"Not demons" Gwenn whispers "Satyrs are more like Pan from greek myth... "