#earthrunes

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The namer draws the mortal blade that is also thick with glamour, Then she takes the Fiona's right hand and cuts into it with a thin line, then cuts another into hers, "As I take your trust, I give your name . As you lay weak before me, I give you strength forgotten. "

A small catch of breath, not from pain, but from the glamour in the blade.

then she clasps hands, wound to wound, the blade falling to the free hand and side. "You are and always were and always shall be..." And she breathes a word into Coradel's ear.

She listens, then startles slightly, saying, "Oh!" softly...then a sudden intake of breath as her gaze goes to some distant place/time, seeing there/then more than the here and now. She is still for several long moments.

The Vidame unwinds a cord from the scabbard of the blade, only to reveal it is not a proper cord, but a bandage of sortt, the finest silk, and binds Coradel's hand, then hers. "Ladies and gentlemen of the Court, good folk all,and to the baron of this hold. I give them Baroness Coradel Truthbranch ap Fiona! She is now a full and true member of our society, a wilder noble with all rights due."

Anyone with a view of August's face sees utter, total, blind shock.

Applause!

Elbow nudge the other Liam, and more applause!

Nada.

Then she releases a breath she hadn't realized she'd been holding, and refocuses on the Namer as her hand is bound...and smiles brightly. "Vidame, thank you." Then she turns to the sound of applause.

She offers the room a deep, formal curtsy., and then turns to look for August.

Cheers are going all around

Why some boggans are patting Delores on the back as if She made this all possible

He's back by the wall, near a corner, and looks like he might be having some kind of cardiac episode.

She pushes August towards Cora. "Go."

He may not have motor control.

Magnus nods to Sparrow, and takes one side of their Arcadian once dad, if she'll take the other, they'l guide him

The namer's part is done, she mutters, "You are welcome, and withdraws to the Baron's side.. The Baron looks proud indeed."

Sibling tag-team!

She laughs slightly at August needing to be prodded, then comes down from the dais and moves to him....she stops and reaches out to brush back his hair in a familiar gesture, then claims a kiss from him...a perfect, pure kiss.

He starts to breathe, again, perhaps, at the touch of her lips. And kisses her back.

She doesn't seem to be all that interested in ceasing the kiss.

Nor does he, sliding his arms around her.

CHEERS are louder!

Bachdion grins, and collects twenty bucks from Jack.

Shalimar's voice somehow gets heard over the crowd as he says "She just got her true name, I think she's now trying to extract his. Fun bunk. Let's watch."

Shalimar's joke makes her laugh, breaking the kiss, and she turns and wags a finger at the pooka, her other arm still wrapped around August.

August seems lost at the separation, but held fast by her arm, and stays, dazed.

Sir Neachdainn ap Ailil suddenly moves to the crowd, "Baron?"

Through the crowd

Sparrow's wings mantle and she narrows her eyes at the AIlil.

The laughter dies on her lips as she follows Neachdainn's gaze and turns to look at the Baron.

August tries to focus and draws closer to Coradel.

The namer is craddling the baron who has not a wound on him, "His Da'an is...upon him."

August moves to get Coradel to the baron, ushering her forward.

"No.... No! Not yet!" She hurries to go to him.

Deryn falls in behind the pair.

The baron motions, his knights are upon him. It matters not their house, nor even their kith, his nobles gather at his motioning, though all part for Coradel as August escorts her to his side.

August kneels nearby.

"My Lord?" Coradel goes to her knees by the Baron.

Rasping in pain, the Baron says "It hurts, but my will is my own, my mind is intact. Papers have already been signed and witnessed, but I need each and everyone here to hear me now so that there will be such a flood of testament that the count cannot stop it. Baroness Coradel ap Fiona, now sained and in full rights to do so, is my heir, and will inherit the Barony. Whether I am laid low by death..." GRITTED teeth and a grunt, "or worse. SHe has, chosen Baroness Deryn ap Liam as HER heir, as is her right. My rule ends soon, but the bale is mine to pass, and I hearby pass it to Baroness Coradel." He takes her hand, "Accept it. Or all is for naught."

August comes closer, drawn almost against his will to the dying man.

A brief hand on Cora's shoulder, giving it a squeeze.

She holds his hand in both of hers. "I accept, My Lord." Then louder so all might hear. "I accept this inheritance, I accept this Bale."

August goes to the Baron, supports him.

Then she whispers, "My Lord, certainly we can do something...there is more of the elixir....?"

She extends her wings, sheltering Cora and the Baron

He crouches, holding the man's head and shoulders ( unless?)

The baron touches her brow, "The candle may have a price, but I will use it. Nevertheless, I will not let an unknown commoner namer compromise my sovereignty or myself. You rule now, today as my equal, and when I am passed, entire."