2 Novice Keaton Huntsmen, The Second arrive, following Margerie.

2 Novice Keaton Huntsmen, Marigold, a cheeky pygmy goat arrive, following Amari.

Despite what you may have heard, this will not be a beekeeping DEMONS event, but a beekeeping demonsTRATION. Cristoph is also not wearing a suit of armor, but casual work clothes. Mostly sturdy cloth fabrics and of course, a brilliant and ugly hat with a veil attached. The veil is tucked up for now, so that his face is visible. There are a pair of gloves tucked into his back pocket. As people begin to file in, he waits until there's a sizeable group and gives the wave for 'follow me!'. This results in a littly journey through the Laurent gardens until they come to where a small apiary is kept. "Thank you, thank you for coming down. We're going to do a little demonstration and if you have any questions, feel free to ask them. Remember to grab your jar of honey on the way out." Cristoph clears his throat and looks for Norwood in the crowd before starting off, a smile touching his face when he begins. "I'm sure many of you were raised to fear any sort of flying insect that might sting you. Raise your hand if you're one of those people who screams and runs if they see a bee?"

Alarissa's not going to lie. Up goes her hand as they settle in to the demonstration by the Laurent Duke.

Kaine wanders into the crowd, looking curious about the ongoing demonstration as he approaches to get a better look at Cristoph. He sorta-kinda raises a hand and tilts it from side to side in a wavering motion, grimacing.

Eirene is here to make sure nobody dies from bee-related shock. She folds her arms over her chest and smirks in mild amusement at Alarissa's confession.

Katarina looks pointedly at Alarissa when her hands go up - only a little judgment.

Elizabetta, a disapproving lady-in-waiting, Valor, a small brown and white corgi puppy, Lily, an aloof lady-in-waiting arrive, following Sabella.

There are ugly hats and then there are USEFUL ugly hats. Norwood has his own on, and he workes his way around the back of the crowd to come up beside Cristoph. His own veil is up and when some begin to raise their hand he smiles reassuringly, but isn't interrupting Cristoph.

Amari arrives and follows the Duke to the apiary, probably treading in Margerie's wake. At the question, she doesn't raise her hand at all, but does lift a brow. When Norwood sneaks around with his useful ugly hat, she applauds softly for him.

Pausing as she walks in, she looks around at those gathered. As she spots Katarina she smiles and waves, then quietly makes her way over towards her so she doesn't interrupt the Chrisoph's demonstration.

Daemon has clanked and clanged his way into the room and immediately, his greens eyes are alight from the sound of this... distant buzzing. It was enough to send a rattling shiver up his spine. Without missing a beat the Knight throws up his hand. In fact, he's going to throw up two. Just so they EXTRA know.

Margerie glances sidelong at Norwood before admitting. "It's more of a gasp and saunter a few steps away, but..." She vaguely lifts her hand rather than raise it all the way. When Amari arrives, she smiles and tucks her arm around her cousin's waist.

Genevieve walks in quietly, dressed in simple black and grey clothes, lingering somewhere near the back. Not much to say about her entrance, really, but she makes the appropriate bows, nods and greetings whenever she passes someone. Bow on her back, shortsword on her belt, red pendants at her neck. Not much else to say, really.

Cristoph laughs when he spots Alarissa's arm shoot up and he points at her. "That is a very common reaction and very natural. After all, no one wants to be stung." Daemon puts up two hands, he points to him next. "It hurts! It hurts a lot." He gestures to one of the hives and nods his head to Norwood, seeming to expect him to know what to do. Which apparently involves slowly lifting the lid off of one of the hives and setting it aside. Bees were already buzzing around, but a few more come out. "Honeybees are actually very gentle and docile as long as you're not hurting them. We're not going to hurt any bees today, so we should be safe. In fact, Sir Norwood and myself shouldn't even need our gloves or the veils for this." He reaches into the hive and slowly pulls out a dish that has a mesh bent into it. The bees are hovering around his hands and arms, but so far, no bee stings!

Sabella comes running in--or really, she was running and now she's doing a halfhearted skipping-jog-walk thing, huffing and puffing. She lets her skirts fall down again and smooths them, trying to catch her breath. "Am I--am I too late?" She asks breathlessly, cheeks red from the effort. "I forgot this was happening and--oh, good!" She brightens and moves a little closer but makes sure people are still between her and bees. In case they charge or something.

Katarina gives that look and Alarissa looks at her with a faint roll of her eyes, but soon links her arm through the Valardin Princess's arm. "You can throw yourself in front of me and the bee. Victus will reward you." And then she's watching, eyes wide at the bees and biting down on her lower lip.

Regal, the majestic pygmy goat, Orin, a Felhound Sergeant arrive, following Jaerith.

Katarina glances back as Sabella comes skip-jogging along, waving amicably to her and Genevieve when she spots the women within the crowd. "Are there signs of warning to look out for, if the bees might feel threatened and are likely to sting?" she asks Cristoph cautiously, a fond smile given to Simone when the Marquessa joins her and Alarissa. Alarissa, on the other hand, gets a flat look. "Surely you could survive a few stings, Alarissa. I hope Victus won't begrudge me that."

"Listen to the level of their buzz, and how they are swarming," Norwood repliesKatarina. "So long as you do not squish them, the bees are quite docile. They have their own work to do." Next to Cristoph he offers to take up the dish and turn it so that the others can see the the way the bees crawl about the hive without worrying about the small insects.

Jaerith saunters his way in with an odd look on his face. One of those 'I do not belong here' type looks. He squints an eye as he takes in the area and mutter something about mead, then finds someone he knows to latch onto for the time being. Ah! There's Cousin Amari... he heads that way. As long as she isn't covered in bees... or in a wicker man.

Simone smiles warmly at Katarina, never removing her attention from the bees for too long. "A pleasure to see you Princess Katarina, and you as well Princess Alarissa. May I sit with you?" She pauses to wait on the answer but her attention is slightly distracted by Christoph's speech on the bees.

Genevieve gives a bow, a nod and finally a wave to Katarina. A faint smile is on her lips. About as near as she gets to a grin! She remains silent, on the periphery of the gathering, however.

"I don't wish to even contemplate surviving." There's a look to the others arriving, Genevieve and Sabella when waved to and beckons the women over. Over here. Away from the bee's. Though she's watching the two men interact with some faint awe.

There's an indistinct chattering that might be heard around Daemon's way. The Oathlander's teeth were clacking together ever so slightly at the very idea of their upcoming foray into bee-dom. Granted, these honeybees certainly didn't look like a pair of demonic, swarming wasps. That much put his nerves a little bit lighter on edge. "They're... They're fuzzy? What?"

As Norwood answers, Cristoph nods his head. "Yes. If these bees were to start flying at my face or moving in an erratic, aggressive fashion then I would lower the veil to protect my face." He pulls the box out and shows it to the crowd. "We started this colony recently. This is a feeder box, there's some syrup down at the bottom so that we can ensure they have food as they get settled. The mesh allows them to walk down and feed and remove themselves again safely." The bees continue swarming peacefully and he places the feeder box carefully back in before he gestures to Norwood to help him remove this portion of the hive entirely. "Does anyone know the difference between a wasp and a honey bee?"

"Wasps are vicious mother fuckers," Eirene calls out with a barking laugh.

Amari parks herself next to Margerie with a warm smile. Ears perked, she tilts her head and listens to Duke Laurent's bee facts. Others are dutifully checked out when she can spare the focus. Alarissa is given a respectful, friendly dip of her head, Katarina and Simone too. Sabella, as she runs in, is turned toward for a moment and smiled at. She's offered a wave of her hand. Not being covered in bees, presently, she's safe for Jaerith to approach, and when he does she laughs softly at him, "Jaerith. I didn't know you were interested in bees."

A messenger arrives, delivering a message to Marius before departing.

Sabella gives Alarissa a bright smile and heads over that way, "I'm so glad to see familiar faces! Do you think there's any hope of honey samples at the end? I'm secretly hoping for some." She laughs at what Eirene calls out, "I've never been stung and I do not want to start now." She waves back to everyone that's noticed her and a couple of people that have since wandered in.

"Wasps are darker and can sting multiple times, whereas a honey bee is round and black and yellow and only stings once?" Katarina hazards an educated guess toward Cristoph when he asks the class, rearranging herself to make room for Simone into their seat.

"Wasps are awful, evil creatures and bees deliver jars of honey to good people." Daemon assures with a firm nod. "Also, they appear fuzzy. That makes them cute."

Genevieve walks towards Alarissa when she is beckoned, giving a neat bow to the princess on arrival. "Your highness," she says in greeting.

Simone has joined the a cozy sofa nook.

Genevieve has joined the a cozy sofa nook.

"I'm not, though I am interested in the product that they can make." Jaerith says, shifting uncomfortably for a moment, "And Tessa has made noise about wanting to start a hive so that she can begin with mead production... so... figure I might as well get a bit of knowledge so I can help her." He turns slightly and yells, "Their hives are different!" in response to Cristoph's question.

Norwood sets aside his bit of the frame and steps around to the back of the hive. The second they lift up the top of the hive, the bees crawling on his hands. Once they've set aside that top he shakes the bees gently from his hands.

Simone raises her brows at Katarina with an impressed look, "You seem to know a fair amount about bees yourself." Turning back to watch Christoph, she catches sight of Amary and Margerie and waves to them with a warm smile.

Sabella has joined the a cozy sofa nook.

Marius comes in... and immediately gets assaulted by messengers. Brushing that off, the Marquis gives a quick smile over at this wife and then takes up space somewhere to watch. A good, healthy, distance away from any bees.

"Yes, wasps are vicious motherfuckers." Cristoph repeating Eirene's words sounds incredibly strange and a little silly for the Oathlander. But he manages it in a brisk and businesslike fashion. "Wasps look physically different, yes. Darker blacks, brighter yellows. They're usually shiny as opposed to fuzzy and cute." As the top box is removed, Norwood and Cristoph expose the part that has the frames inside. "Yes! Their hives are different as well. Wasps actually create a new hive every year. Sometimes you'll see their abandoned homes in trees. They also help pollinate plants, but they don't produce honey. And they're far more naturally aggressive, versus our friends here." He gestures to the bees climbing onto Norwood's hands. "Does someone feel brave enough to help lift one of the frames out of the box?"

"Sir Daemon the most Courageous certainly fits the bill for bravest," Katarina sweetly volunteers Daemon, sending him her best of smiles.

Daemon says, "NO."

Katarina checked composure at difficulty 20, rolling 3 lower.

Norwood shakes the last of the bees off his hands before kneeling down to pick up a flat knife-like tool that he flips about to offer up to WHOMEVER might be brave enough to come near the bees. "They are more than use to being handled, and as I said, so long as you do not squish them they will leave you be."

Kaine looks around, then shrugs, stepping up. "Sure! Why not. Great opportunity to learn something new. Uh... do I get gloves or something?" Kaine rolls his shoulders out and furrows his brow a bit as he looks at the box of bees.

Katarina lends Daemon a truly apologetic look, after a giggle slips loose.

"I had no idea that the Duke was this knowledgable about bees. I knew he was a warrior... but bees?" Jaerith comments to Amari, "Though it should not be surprised. Sir Norwood actually had me digging up and transplanting plants once. It was quite relaxing." He gives glance towards Katarina and her voluntolding someone, then back towards the demonstration and watches the goings on with eyebrows raised. He gives a quick shake of his head, nope. He would not be one to go and mess with bees. Nope.

"Will you get the two buckets, knife and masher, Sir Norwood?" Cristoph asks as the crowd totally doesn't rush to touch any bees. He laughs quietly at Daemon's reaction, casting a quick look in his direction. "Alright, sure! Come on up, you can have my gloves." He says to Kaine and gestures him over. "We're going to carefully lift this frame out and check to see how much honey they've packed into the combs. If it's full, we'll shake off the bees and cut the comb out and do a little old fashioned mashing to extract the honey."

Eirene just snorts, her hands remaining folded over her chest as they are.

"Moore Mead!" Amari says to herself, really, but nods as if she approves of the name and idea. More to Jaerith she quietly enthuses, "That's not a bad idea, really. They have fine orchards at Acorn Hill, and all those fields full of wild flowers." As for lifting a frame out, she doesn't volunteer but looks curiously at the man who does.

Kaine scratches his head as he steps to the front of the crowd, then looks over his shoulder behind him. "Here goes nothing!" He steps closer to Cristoph to accept his gloves and put them on, then steps closer to the box of bees. "Alright... wait... shake off the bees?" Kaine grimaces. "Well, alright." He peers into the box in an effort to locate the frame he is in charge of.

Margerie has been distracted by a messenger or two, but when the last one is chased off, she returns to see Daemon as the volunteer. "Oh, well done. He's one of the ones that mentioned being a bit fearful, isn't he?" She asks that of Amari and Jaerith when she returns to their sides. And oh! Fingers wiggle in greeting towards that cozy sofa and its most refined company. And Genevieve!

"Watch those hands, Master Algair!" Sabella calls out from where she's sitting.

'Will that not -anger- the bee's Duke Laurent? Really?"

Marius's only reaction to the idea of shaking around the bees is to take a firm step backwards, further away from them.

Norwood nods at Cristoph's direction and takes himself to one side to retrieve a pair of wooden buckets and the tools Cristoph has stated. He pauses to whisper to Margerie once on the way back, grinning before he heads back to Cristoph's side. "Here you go press the knife gently between the frames," Norwood points to a slim groove, "And pry them apart - then you can reach down in a pinch and pull it slowly straight upwards. If the bees are too thick you can gently nudge them away to make room."

"As long as we don't squish any of them, they shouldn't get too angry." Cristoph calls back over to Alarissa. "Here." He begins to pull the frame out for Kaine pausing for Norwood's assistance before turning it over to the man once it's past the initial struggle to be released. "You're going to /gently/ give the frame a little shake. They'll start to fly off and as that happens, I'm going to take my hand and brush them off." As an afterthought, he removes the hat from his head and places it on top of Kaine's. "You may drop the veil if you feel nervous."

Genevieve gives a little bow back to Margerie's wave, then quietly goes back to watching the demonstration!

Kaine looks off to the crowd and bobs a nod Sabella's way. "I will! An artisan with swollen hands isn't much of one at all, unless I want to make mashed potatoes with my fists." He furrows his brow, momentarily distracted by the thought, before shaking his head and refocusing on the frame. "I'll - oh." His head-shake causes the veil to fall on its own, more or less, and Kaine pulls it down the rest of the way. Then Kaine reaches out to very, very carefully take the frame with his gloved hands. He gently waves it up and down as if he was fanning someone... with a fan laden with bees. He tries to turn away from the crowd to not send bees their way.

"Auntie." Jaerith states to Margerie, "So good to see you." He gives a smile to her and then looks back to the demonstration. "And yes, Moore Mead. Tessa believes that her hands are perfect for the production... and yet..." He glances around and says, "I do not see her. She shall owe me. At least... the first hundred or so bottles, because I assume she will just attack the problem willy-nilly and at least this way I can help her formulate a plan." His face is still screwed up as he watches the bees be removed, giving another shake of his head. "Have you been in the woods near Oakhaven, cousin?"

Amari claims Margerie's closest arm when she's returned. "She has boundless energy if you can direct it toward some useful end like that, you'll be up to your ears in mead in no time." She says quietly to Jaerith, keep her eyes mostly on the demonstration, especially when there's bees being waved around. Maybe she'll stand just a little closer to Aunt M for that. "Have I been? Of course. Why do you ask?"

Sabella has left the a cozy sofa nook.

Elizabetta, a disapproving lady-in-waiting, Valor, a small brown and white corgi puppy, Lily, an aloof lady-in-waiting leave, following Sabella.

Cristoph looks vaguely alarmed as Kaine begins waving the frame around like a fan. He reaches over and stops that motion, instead gently instructing a more up and down one instead. The bees aren't thrilled and some of them land on Cristoph's head, but they don't make to attack... YET. With the knife brought over from earlier, he carefully brushes the rest of the bees away while Kaine has the frame in his hands. Then he neatly cuts out the honeycomb, showing it off to the crowd. "And this is their handiwork. It's all fresh wax, so it's going to be nice and soft. You'll see how easy it mashes up. Then we'll place it here in the first bucket with a strainer, on top of the catch bucket. This is a very old and rustic way of getting it done. Simple. We'll leave it out for a few hours. Afterwards, we'll take the honey out and refine it further. The wax? We'll actually leave that out. The bees will clean off the residual honey and we'll then be able to take that wax and use it for other things. But that's another workshop."

1 Grayson Guardsmen, Thalia, a beautiful lady-in-waiting arrive, following Roxana.

Kaine lifts his eyebrows as he is guided into waving the frame a little less crazily, following Cristoph's motions. Once the bees are clear he holds the frame still to let Cristoph make the cut, and blows out a relieved breath. "That was... easier than expected!" He flashes a grin at Cristoph and looks to the crowd at large with that same big smile.

"I knew of wasps nests because of the nests in the forests. They look like missives you wiped your rear on them and then slammed them all together. Have you seen them? You will have to ask my sister about the time I threw a rock at one while she was near. I do not think she spoke to me for a month. It was a good month." Jaerith says with a smirk to Amari. He suddenly turns towards the bee handling and yells out, unaware if he's going to startle bee handlers or what, "My Duke! Do you have a recommendation for the boxes you keep them in? Or did I miss that?"

Margerie watches the great honey fan dance that Kaine is doing with a certain amount of awed respect. AKA fear. Best believe she's looking to see if bees go flying off towards the assembled audience. Jaerith describes th Moore Mead business model and she lifts an eyebrow at him. "Where were you thinking of putting one hundred bottles of mead, exactly?" She's going to put herself between Amari and the bees. Just in case!

Genevieve watches the demonstration as it presumably winds down, then gives Alarissa, Katarina and Simone another bow before she leaves, "Your highnesses, my lady." A small but polite smile is given, then she quietly walks off, giving a courteous dip of head and another smile to anyone she knows (most especially them Keatons).

Genevieve has left the a cozy sofa nook.

Cristoph laughs brightly when Kaine makes his announcement about how easy it was. "Exactly. The trick is to remain calm and be careful, don't allow your nerves to get the better of you." After he says that, he goes about the business of doing all those things he said he would do in his last pose. Though he cuts off a few piece chunks of honeycomb and puts them onto a plate, handing them to the crowd to pick at or exam, whatever they'd like. The rest is broken up into a bucket and mashed so that it can strain. He covers the entire thing with a large, dark tarp. "We like to keep it covered or else the bees will swarm it and drown. They're very good at drowning." The duke sounds a little sad about this fact. To Jaerith he replies, "These are just standard wooden boxes, cut so you can stack them. There's nothing very remarkable about them."

"In his belly." Amari answers for her cousin, pointing at said belly on the sly. "I'll have to remind Veronica about that. I bet she finds it funny now." Of course, she says that as if she expects her to not. At all... but she'll still remind her. She'll also protect Margerie while she defends her from bees, somehow. One does come flying back and she slows lifts her hand to calmly deflect it from her face. It buzzes off. She hears something about boxes and tries to focus on that.

In this case Roxana's arrival well after the event first got underway is not so much fashionable lateness as it is...avoiding bees. She may have a hint of aversion to the stingy creatures. Still she enters and seeks out the Duke Laurent to greet him politely. "My Lord, how lovely to see you." Golden-green eyes take in the rest of the 'party' goers, looking for familiar faces so she does not need to take up too much of the Duke's attention.

Eirene raises her hand towards Roxana, lifting her chin as well. "Sis," she calls out. "Back from Southport and ain't dead."

"What she said, Auntie. That was what I was about to say... and some in Oakhaven, and some in my ships, and some in Keaton Hall, and some in my seabag, and some randomly placed throughout the city in case I get thirsty." Jaerith says, "Oh... yes, cousin... Veronica finds something funny. You hear the insanity in your words?" He then calls out again, "My thanks, my Duke, but is there anything specifically that needs to be done to get them to roost in the boxes? Or shall that be another workshop? I am interested in their construction." Not interested enough to walk over and inspect closer and... you know, get stung.

Carissa, a Malvici bodyguard have been dismissed.

Planchet the Lycene maggiordome have been dismissed.

Oaken, an Oakhaven bloodhound, Marie, chef of Keaton Hall, 2 Novice Keaton Huntsmen, Gigi, an apprentice physician's assistant arrive, following Reigna.

With the mashing and the straining well underway now that the tarp is covering the buckets, Cristoph steps away from the whole thing. He smiles politely at Roxana when she enters the room, nodding his head once in acknowledgement. "Thank you all for coming! You're welcome to stay and enjoy the gardens as well as peek under the tarp to see how the straining is going. For myself? I'm going to wash some of this mess off of my hands. Don't forget your jars of honey on the way out."

Daemon has joined the a cozy sofa nook.

Margerie is not leaving because she's afraid of the bee that Amari waves away. Truly she's not! It's another of the pesky messengers that she clucks her tongue at. "The belly can only take so much, but it is good that it will find a safe home in Oakhaven. But.. I must go see to this. Do give the Duke and Sir Norwood my thanks for their display."

A messenger arrives, delivering a message to Marius before departing.

Late, but present! Reigna makes her solo way into the gardens, huffing and puffing just a bit. She flushes as she notes the demo is over and slows her pace as she looks around for a place to lean against while she catches her breath.

Simone laughs softly at Alarissa with an amused expression before turning a warm smile towards Christoph. "Thank you for the demonstration, Duke Christoph. It was very interesting!"

"Big sister!" Roxana notices Eirene waving at her then, and makes a polite excuse to the host before gravitating in that direction. "I'm pleased to hear it. If you'd wound up dead I never would have forgiven you of course." She grins with the jest. "Actually I might not have. You and I are the last ones left. Therefore you must live for years and years yet, so that someday we can be old women together."

Kaine bobs a nod at Cristoph, and takes off the gloves he borrowed to give them back to him. "Thank you for the lesson!" He looks down at his hands as if to make sure they somehow weren't stung through the gloves.

Katarina is overheard praising Cristoph for: Bee Whisperer.

With the demonstration at an end, Jaerith hrms and obviously makes some mental notes. He says to Amari, "I am starving. And thirsty. I hear rumor that there is a bar crawl going on currently... have you seen that raggedy brother of yours?" He then catches sight of Reigna and actually hustles over to her, dragging Amari along with him. Last time he left her alone... head shake... "Countess...? Are you okay?"

Marius is overheard praising Cristoph.

Simone is overheard praising Cristoph.

Margerie is overheard praising Cristoph.

Margerie is overheard praising Reigna for: Bless the Countess' heart, hurrying along in the summer heat this far along to fulfill her duties!

Margerie is overheard praising Norwood.

Kaine is overheard praising Cristoph for: The master of bees.

Simone is overheard praising Norwood.

Marius applauds as the presentation finishes up. As he's apparently alone in this, he stops a moment later and instead turns to leave.

2 Novice Keaton Huntsmen, The Second leave, following Margerie.

"Reigna, why are you running?" Amari asks concernedly as she begins backing slowly away from the bees. Then she's dragged that way by Jaerith, before she can be all proper and formal. She does her best, though, calling back to the host, "Thank you for the demonstration, Duke Cristoph!" She pauses for a curtsey, then is after her cousins, not wanting to be left alone so as to get in terrible trouble.

"I... was... trying... to get here... before..." Reigna is panting, leaning against a bench, and she flaps a hand in the direction of the demonstration. "Still.. late. Was... in surgery..." Reigna looks up at Jaerith and Amari, her grimace apologetic. "Thank you both... for getting here."

"Auntie Margerie was here as well, but I believe she had needs elsewhere. I was just about to drag Amari here to go look for her brother... do you require anything? Water? Something?" Jaerith asks, actually looking concerned for once.

Behind all of this Norwood has been the quiet helper. Even now he continues to putter about, a waxy charcoal writing tool being used to mark something on the back of the hive used for the demonstration. Then it's tools and the like to clean, though those used to cut the wax off are left out. Soon enough there are LOTS of bees crawling all over them, eating up the sweet on the tools.

Here comes a messenger that has Alarissa rising from the seating area and moving off to the side to read so not to disturb others. "Katarina. I have to attend to something, but come soon, so that we can discuss what to throw and when and how much we shall make Victus pay for it." There's awink to her former sister in law and a waves to Simone who's parting as well.

Simone has left the a cozy sofa nook.

Amari waves to the group at the sofa, or leaving said sofa, but she's off to catch Margerie. "I'll have Kael come carry you home." She tells Reigna, and she's gone before the Countess can protest. Zoom!

Amari is overheard praising Cristoph.

2 Novice Keaton Huntsmen, Marigold, a cheeky pygmy goat leave, following Amari.

Jaerith eyes Reigna for a moment, making sure one more time that she is okay... "I will also make sure Kael knows of your wearabouts if you are okay..." He seems very reluctant to go. Takes a step forward, looks once more at Rei... squints his eyes, and then heads out.

Regal, the majestic pygmy goat, Orin, a Felhound Sergeant leave, following Jaerith.

Alarissa is overheard praising Cristoph for: Such stunning beekeeping.

Alarissa has left the a cozy sofa nook.

Daemon is overheard praising Cristoph for: Fuzzy bees! Not wasps! FUZZY BEES!

Breath caught, Reigna is finally moving towards the remaining folks still lingering. She waves to Cristoph and Norwood, Katarina and Daemon. She pauses to see if they are remaining before joining them.

Kaine bows his head toward Cristoph and Norwood. "Thanks again for the demonstration! I should get going..." He eyes the box of bees one last time before withdrawing from the gardens.

With her sister departed Roxana looks around again, this time locating Katarina, whose face is familiar even if they've not introduced. "Your Highness. It is lovely to see you in person, and close up rather than afar. I am Roxana Grayson."