#baronyofthesilverwolf

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At the dance studio, Nadeen stretches, along side Bluebell "So apparently, from what I gather, they were following a wisp to the stolen items, proving Madern's innocence.. " She does not mention the panties

"Oho, did love bloom between our pesky and knackers along the way?" Bluebell stretches deep, almost - no actually - a challenge to Nadeen! Can SHE bend that far?

Nadeen tries, even as she inwardly realizes Sidhe pride may BREAK her one day. She has stayed limber to be sure, but she swears the pooka has cartilage where bone should be "As for romance, I think the torch Thistle carries is for Arthur, who if he does not return soon may irk her greatly. The piskie, I think, remains an eligble bachelor"

A coy look. "Surely word of how much time she is spending in fair Ernest's company may reach his ears."

Bluebell softly applauds Nadeen. "A valiant effort, but you have never stretched until you've had a satyr in your chambers." Wickedly.

Well, THAT helps break concentration, "Bluebell!" A chiding tone that has no true chide in it as Nadeen fights a laugh, "For your information, my lord is a master at riding... of all sorts." She knows Aiden might be stunned to be spoken of, but she must defend his... well, let's say prowess. "Now, as for you joke about Madern, I almost think it would be a healthy sign of Arthur did get just a bit jealous, but let us not play pranks of the heart please"

A pout. "Do I instruct you in how to rule YOUR kingdom?"

"No, but I'm the one with access to a gibbet. It helps" This is Varich humor, but she says "Really, Bluebell, is this some revenge for the boy storming in, or just because you might be looking for entertainment?"

"Six of one?"

A smile does slip there.

Bluebell smiles back.

"Marigold might well have your liver if she found out" A warning, "She's fond of both boys and I suspect Thistle as well"

"Rabbit liver is poisonous, it is known."

"She can cook a blowfish, but not Rabbit Liver? mmm" almost thoughtful, then a chuckle "I will not order you to forgo your fun. That would lead to banalilty and be cruel to you. I would ask you that whatever prank you pull, that you be ready to help with damage control if need be?" One thing about growing in the lodge ,she learned you can't apply Sidhe rules or expectations to non sidhe. There is a danger of fading, and Bluebell is a friend.

She wiggles her tufty puff tail in response. "I will surely outrun any banality, for I am swiftness and light."

"And" She says as she fights not to hurt herself while stretching as far "Apparently made of rubber. Do you even HAVE a skeleton?"

"Only in my closet."

A genuine chuckle "I doubt it not." She unwinds slow and easy. "How are things by the way? For you?"

She says that gently. given The struggles Julius and Bluebell had over some.. ..efforts, she is not specific

"Fine and dandy, like easter candy. Sweet as peeps and and pie, tis I."

A nod, not going to press "Well, good. The winery seems to be doing well. I saw a review , glowing, in a local magazine. You must be proud"

Her ears perk up and she beams. "Julius is so good at his work. It's his second best skill!"

Only sidhe decorum holds a blush at bay "Well, I can only vouch for the wine. "

"As best you should, else I be sizing up your gibbet vs. my guillotine." In a light, cheerful tone.

"I thought I outlawed those along with spinning looms with sharp needles, ah well" A smile "Quite understandable in this case. Right of He's Mine's in in the woman's escheat and to be respected"

"Oh, now, sweet Baroness, you cannot tell me you're afraid of a little prick?"

Wide eyes, all innocence. There's even a twitch of her button nose.

"I wouldn't know, never touched a LITTLE one" A sly look that is probably beneath her, but pooka do get folks talking

Then she manages a blush "Really, Bluebell. You're a bad influence. Another set of stretches?"

And stretch they do.

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