#baronyofthesilverwolf

They are holding onto the arms of the fainted sidhe. They are not dragging him, but perhaps only because they are tall enough that held up by the arms, his feet just barely brush the floor. Heading away from the partygoers with their burden, but Sylvi is nodded to. Out of earshot of the others, Linnea says, "Trying to decide if he should go to the holding cell here," "Or at the Precinct." Danica rumbles to finish the sentence. Both of them look displeased.

"Poor guy. He got pummelled."

Bluebell and Marigold are makign their rounds! EVERYONE gets a drink in their hands, and slowly the atmosphere starts to change from stunned, to excited murmur and conversation, as they steer it to how "wonderful" the display of magic was.

Sylvi definitely gets a refreshed drink.

"Poor guy?" Linnea raises a brow. "He cast unknown magics, unprompted, at my Lady's fledges. He is lucky that he didn't get SHOT."

Sylvi frowns. "He was ordered to by the Countess. I'm sure of it. You didn't see her whispering to him right before he stepped to the side?"

"Ordered by a Countess, countermanded by a Baroness, and then having that reversed by a Baron? Yeah, I'm saying 'poor guy.'"

Linnea looks uncomfortable, but Danica frowns deeply. "He should have known better. The Baroness does not take lightly to challenges to her authority."

"Still...if he was ordered, did he really have a choice?"

Nadeen returns and talks to the thanes "I have orders for you"

Sylvi steps back a bit.

They straighten and salute Nadeen.

Sir Raziel is blinking, still dazed.

"Sir Raziel is to be escorted from the hold proper into what we use as the amasadorail house. He's not to return here for a year and a day , thoug he may petion early when our three return safe and sound. Make sure when he wakes up a piece of cake waits for him"

Nadeen glances at the blinking sidhe as if he were a dust bunny being swept out side

"The countess knows that's where he will wait"

"Yes, Baroness." Linnea starts to turn, but Danica shakes her head at her. A brief conversation in silent Troll that Sylvi 'overhears'. (You Stay.)
(It is my duty!)
(Go. Make sure the Chief has a good time.)
Linnea BLUSHES and releases the man's arm, and Danica takes over.

"Cake, and a comfortable chamber." With a locked door, she doesn't have to say, as she'll personally be outside of it.

THe lock will be harder to leave than the man thinks if it's the same room with the weaverward

"Thank you ever so much" The Baroness says to Danica

As Raziel comes to, Danica asks curtly, "Are you injured?"

"No, I..." the sidhe starts to say...

"Then WALK." She interrupts, and marches him off-screen.

Sylvi stands to the side and observes. After the orders are given and acted upon, she sips her drink and watches Nadeen carefully.

Nadeen moves to Sylvi. Oh she's like an ice queen now. Technically still a perfect hostess and seemingly in control despite the incident. But if anyone is soccially skilled here AND knows her well enough to read deeper, well, Sylvi is on that list

"Hello, Sylvi, Thank you for coming. It's gone differently that anticipated"

She nods her head. "Quite the event. Which means...you can slip to the side and off-radar for a few minutes, if you want? To talk?"

"I think I'd like that, it behooves me to discuss matters of diplomacy with Goldfinch as well. Excellent music program I hear" She moves with the troll who is a friend

Dee is backing the Baron in socializing and doing knightly stuff.

They move off to the periphery. "We're working on it," regarding Goldfinch.

When they get a bit out of the mix, Sylvi touches her arm. "You okay?"

A brief protocal cast, almost slap dash.. any one coming within 10 feet will feel the urge to cough or knock clearly to announce themselves

Then she looks to Sylvi "No," A soft voice "No I am not"

Madern is being a sweet heart to Nan and the gang of Thistle's family "Oh yeah, she's got the best tools. I keep having to return it"

"Didn't think so. What happened?"

A few Neverlanders flit past, red and green and blue, chiming their bell tones, as they search for Thistle. Soon they will get distracted and wander off, but for now, they are playing with the guests - one might steal Nan's loose dentures!

Madern will possibly get blamed if they vanish. Oh well

Nadeen looks to Sylvi, "It would appear Sir Raziel was not given direct orders to do what he did, merely suggestions, hints, so forth. Thus, he is not under the cover of the permission I granted the Countess. Though she plead his case." The tone indicates she didn't plead near enough for Nadeen's liking, or atl east enough to appease Nadeen "THough that is the least of the insult I feel today, it is something I can do something about"

"She's throwing him under the bus after he did what she wanted?" A frown...and it looks like Sylvi might be biting back some choice words about the nobility out of deference to Nadeen.

Hewitt delights to see Linnae back "I feared I'd lost you to duty, such a selfish man I am. "

"As for the rest of it...yeah...that was a mess." She glances over to where Aiden is managing the party.

"It depends on how you look at it, with Eiluned, Sylvi. I can't blame her playing politics, but don't treat others like chese pieces and then be surprised when I remove them from the board when used against my people"

"And I CAN Blame her for putting Art at risk"

She nods. "It's also complicated because she, Thistle, wanted that boon with her whole heart. That much was clear."

"I mean, clever solution making it the Fior Righ to do...whatever it is they're trying to do. I just wish there'd been time to clear it with you so you and Aiden could have figured out your response."

"Yes" A pained look "If she had talked to him as I had, she would know how much he does value arthur and that is WHY he was so firm. It was not a lack of seeing his worth, it was a surplus of caution" At her other comment, a frown "No, we'd not have allowed it I think. Aiden wanted a unified front and asked me to back him in this" A pained look indeed "Back when unity was in season"

"So...you did that dictum because you thought it was in line with what he wanted...and then he flipped the script on you?"

"All I knew was a possible spy or infiltrator was opening a flicker flash, either to kidnap my fledges, or summon agents here." her voice still soft. Between this and the protocal, the sluagh might eavesdrop but they'll have to WORK hard for it

"It was really confusing from where I stood," Sylvi says with sympathy.

"Then Aiden reversed it without warning. I'm sure he has his reasons. But it does make clear to me how much he thinks of my rulership here and unified fronts when it isn't in his favor"

"Oh, um...Nadeen...as a friend, I want to suggest you don't jump to that conclusion. I don't think it has to do with him not valuing you, even though I know it can feel that way right now."

Behind ice like gaze and winter expression she admits "Sylvi, I am seething." A delicate sip as if discussing the weather calmly "I am inwardly burning with such a cold rage I swear were I to show it, I would encase this land in torrents of storming fury. You're right, of course, he has other reasons I'm sure. Perhaps he did not even have time to tell me of it. But he will learn that I am his equal if I have to hit him over the head with Willy's heaviest horse shoe. I will not settle for living just for his pride. No woman should"