#fenixtj

Jessica fills him in on all the news her player's lost track of.

He is surprised, "So this sacred priestess outfit carries a lot of respect, clearly. And more items sacred to the nunnehi returned to them might be a good way to go? I will see what I can find . Nobles are often 'collecting' others heritages. Maybe I can get some returned through you and aid your efforts"

"That would be welcome, Your Grace, by myself and by the Nunnehi, I think."

"I think I know of a noble who has a cloak made of smoking jaguar pelt"

"Of course, that might be insulting to them if not handled right. I should research"

"We have Nunnehi here, local and from el Norte, who could provide insight."

"I will ask your mr twofeathers" A nod

"Have you met Otem?"

"I have, a fine Brave to be sure"

"He has been indispensable to us here. He might be someone to talk to as well."

"I Have to warn you, boggans at my hold seem to think you'd be a good pair" A sigh "I can't order them to stop shipping. I've tried"

"As have I." she confesses "We seem to have sorted some of that out here.

"I'll work oon it. Perhaps suggest Otem has a lady among his tribe, if he'd allow?"

"That would be something you'd have to ask him. We haven't tried that line here, though."

"I wil lthen" A nod "Now that I'm older they're trying to ship me" A sigh

"I'm sorry to hear that." gravely.

"I appreciate it. There's talk of me marrying a nunehi maid, to make peace"

"Oh." nonplussed.

"I am... reluctant"

"I'm... um, not really .... knowledgeable about this kind of thing."

"I spent time among some Fiona. It's part and parcel of the courts. Don't worry. I'll protect you from having to do so. Oh, in fact, I've taken the liberty of refusing marriage p;roposals on your behalf"

"Um. Thank you."

"Pardon?" asking to see if she heard him right.

"You've several offers, mostly from lesser nobles hoping to promote themselves through wedlock"

Jess ponders this a long moment and finally ventures to say "If nothing else, Your Grace, I would have to surmise they don't know much about me at all."

"And thus, it would be a very poor match."

"Agreed. " He nods "Such ambitions would not please you. I know you well enough for that"

"Thank you, Your Grace."

"If you wish the missives requesting your hand sent to you after all, let me know" he says "And you're welcome'

"I think, Your Grace, it's best that I don't see those. I'd be grateful if you would decline them on my behalf and dispose of them."

"Glad my instincts didn't presume too much then" He nods

"Not at all." she assures him.

"This really is fine beverage, " A sip "Now, that done, I hope to have more reports from you regarding the Unseelie Houses in the area. Do your spies say they're up to something?

"I do send reports, Your Grace, and I have copies of the most recent ones for you here, but...." and she briefs him.

He listens, then nods "I just fear Tidemarch has a conclave of villains"

"Before Lord Summerstrike was deposed, I welcomed the Unseelie who were unwelcome in his lands to my own." she points out.

"Unseelie kith, not houses" He reminds "And I don't blame you for it. Balor ruled here with a barbed fist. Leanhaun tormented your father, and Ailil? I know too well how they tend to use others."