#baronyofthesilverwolf

"Oui" A brow lift, she crosses her arms "Don't me wrong, when I'm older I hope to have a healthy uhm.. physical relationship with whoever my guy is" BLUSH "But the point remains that.. well... you know" OR a satyr could be bragging "Fine. I'll give him annother 30 minutes of sleep, how about that?"

"An hour" She corrects as the silent sad droop look eats a bit at her resolve "He'll have two hours total rest"

Bluebell beams. “Two hours of sleep! Huzzah for the good Dame.”

"You're a brute" Gwen declares but smiles just a bit, and withdraws "Come on, Ivan. I want to talk to mom"

Ivan wags annd follows. Sure, the glens are gettinng attention, but he's still HER goodboy

Marigold is out in the garden. A basket on her arm is filled with ripe zucchini and she's adding handfuls of beans and some cherry tomatoes to it. Binky this gnome follows her, gathering up the occasional dropped piece.

"Mom I... here, le me help you" SHe moves to do that

“Gwen.” Her voice carries a smile, even if she hadn’t seen it creasing the boggan’s face. “It’s just some vegetables, but you’re welcome to lend a hand. I think we’ll get a few more weeks from these, and then it will be off to the orchards for pumpkins and apple season.”

She bends downn to help "I have to go wake up Julius in an hour..." She moves and helps with the gardening "I wanted to talk to you about him. "

“Hmm? Nice fellow, Jules. I wasn’t sure about a satyr in the role to begin with, I admit, but he really warmed up to the responsibilities. And I certainly welcome the respite from that paperwork. He finds a rare joy in working through it, where me, it’s just work to be done. And at my age, I tend to try to avoid the more banal work as much as I can.”

A nod "Do you think he'd be a reliable Chancellor.. umm pardon me, Seneschal? Probably a better term? Or would you prefer that role annd leave most sttewarding to him? Assuming the baron annd baroness are okay with it?"

“Seneschal?” She muses over this for a moment. “Gwennie, to be honest, I’ve long since handed most of the work over to Julius. The housework is one thing, but the paperwork is a full time job in it’s own. Having Flo come by has been a blessing - though Miz Zelda from town keeps trying to sell me on an automated washer/dryer, I just am not certain that all the bugs are worked out of it yet. If she’d put half as much effort into perfecting the speed and efficiency over the aesthetics I think she’d have it, but god forbid a boggan give advice to a nocker.” Getting her gossip in!

"Mmm maybe we should have Zelda meet Thistle..." She helps with more veggies "i'm glad Flo helps. And yeah, if more folks would listen to boggan advice we'd have a better world. I was just thinking of suggesting to their lordships of promoting folks beyond just knights. I wanted to know how you felt... Julius ad I may not always agree but he's ...efficient, and if there's some kind of raise it would end up providing for Bluebell. "

Marigold stops, giving Gwen a concerned look. “Are they having trouble making ends meet? Or is she finally… in a family way?”

Excited about this last prospect!

"Oh now I... I don't think so... though boy is she working on it" A blush "Julius is not getting much sleep annd it's not just the work load. Je accuse" a mutter "They're fine I THINK? But you've seen him the last few days. I .. found ledgers hopefully that'll help but he's looking like he's exhausted and I got worried"

Marigold reaches up… UP to pat Gwen on the cheek fondly. “Even though you’re a Guardian and now a Knight as well, you can’t go taking everyone’s troubles on your shoulders. They’re grown fae on their own feet. Or hooves as it may be. Don’t forget that you’re still a high schooler, my dearest, and you should be focused on having FUN with your little friends.”

Sheepish "You are not the first person to tell me I need to cut down on my Atlas impersonation"

“If you keep trying to help every soul, you’ll just convince everyone you have a bit of boggan blood, and that’s not a bad thing, you know.” A smile. “Oh, fetch that zucchini there, the big one. Tsk, I should have picked it earlier, naught good for anything but bread now.”

She does, "Well, it'll be GOOD bread. And, if you insist, I'll go pester my boyfriend later... but there IS a lot to do"

“It’s a shame about Sylvi. Oh, no, that sounds too much like ill wishing. It was a blessing that she found herself a freeholder, but I HAD kind of hoped we might convince her of the merits of Carthage. She’d have been a coup to keep, even without Spring knowledge.”

Her voice lowered a bit, “I hate to admit it, but these Gwydion raised lasses aren’t the worst to have around in a pinch.”

"Oh Sylvi... yeah.. she's on my speed dial for you now.. how's the leg holding up? Hurting again?"

A smile at the lowered confession "Don't tell the baron, but the gwydions of the lodge seem okay ot me too"