#baronyofthesilverwolf

Her hands are balled up into anxious fists, and she can feel a Swear swelling in her chest from pent up frustration and worry.

"One. The child is alive, and in no danger. I saw her rocked gently to sleep on warm salt seas.

Two. A name, or part of one. You might seek out a man who goes by 'Redfin'."

Three. A location, or a clue of one. I saw an emerald, a bright and shining gem, floating in the same seas."

Jaw-jut.

"No... immediate danger. Redfin. Emerald." He rubs at his temples.

"She belongs at home. Janice can't lose her."

"Write that down, Thistle. Before folks forget"

A tone of firmness

"Like I'd forget?"

"I will not give an order that I know will be disobeyed. I will not tell you not to seek your kin. We will speak on this." He takes a deep breath, "Tomorrow. For now, you are dismissed. Go to your family, or to Art, as you wish. But we will speak tomorrow." Firm on this.

"THistle, it's best to go with someeone if you go. Lone wolves do not hunt well"

"And no, that is not encouragment to rush off with whoever you can sway right away"

She rubs her face. "I'll stay the night in town. I... I can't leave Frankie for too long..."

"Not with Dad and Janice... I..."

"Flo is at your disposal for watching if needed. "

"OIU^%TG&^%IVSYI&&TA&^%%$%$!!!!" She stamps her foot.

Another piece of an all ready broken mirror cracks

Nadeen grows a bit cool "I think part of what you mean is 'thank you, Baron, for protecting arty from a spell backlash that could have hurt him badly, and thank you Baron for the augry that may help save my sister. I know you're angry, and you've a right to be, but you are , whehter you realize it or not, crossing into the realm of ingratitude"

Perhaps too much troll influence, a protective streak for her paramour arising

"You are dismissed, Fledge Thistle."

She glares and stomps out.

It is not until the stomping has well ceased before Aiden slumps down, leaning heavily onto Nadeen.

Nadeen holds him up "You proud stubborn man"

"That damned fool of a boy. What he received was but a wrist slap from Da'an. He could have been..." He wraps his arms around her, burying his head in her shoulder for a moment. "Damned fool." He repeats.