Treb, a restless direhorn, Rascal, a large striped skunk, Dash, a Kite of the Cloudspine arrive, following Ivy.

1 Ivory Shields, Philippe arrive, following Orland.

Jasper, an unflappable scoundrel, Aspen, a pale seraphinite green snake arrive, following Deva.

Treb, a restless direhorn, Rascal, a large striped skunk, Dash, a Kite of the Cloudspine leave, following Ivy.



Long panels of a polished black mahogny floor leading to walls and ceiling of white supported and framed by tall thick garnet red columns carved to resemble the giant red trees found in the mountains are awash in a warm amber glow from the many candles upon the chandiliers which have been lowered from the vaulted rafters.

The carts with mutliple selections of drinks and teas have been wheeled into the ballroom from the main hall. A long banquet table is setup with a spread of roasted meats, vegetables soaked in honey and cremes then roasted or boiled, and winter fruits that have been heated over low flames then glazed with honey and syrups.

Cirroch stands near the double doors leading into the newly finished ballroom from the Giant Hall. He is without furs and armor tonight, dressed in a mix of aeterna and umber silks with a brillant panelled vest in Sanna house colors. Ansgar stands with Windi as the oldest of the children attempts another plea of /reasoning/ to why they should be allowed to stay up and enjoy the party for their Aunt.

The toddler's voice sounds as if it is to break into very tired tears soon. Her siblings standing nearer to their nanny, Windi. Entreri and Jacqueline have their favorite plushies held tightly to them both look to be ready for bed, with Entreri already yawning and trying to hide within the long tunic that Ansgar is wearing, while Rikkon is swaddled to Windi and occasionally can be heard babbling and cooing to himself.

The Marquis smiles to Atoli, picking her up. "We'll see what Auntie has to say. Though for now you can help me greet our guests." Atoli appears to nod to his in her near tears, an acceptable resolution to her /demands./

Cirroch then turns from the toddler to the incoming guests, placing his right hand to his heart as Atoli smiles and giggles at each guest from his left.

1 Ivory Shields, Philippe leave, following Orland.

Treb, a restless direhorn, Rascal, a large striped skunk, Dash, a Kite of the Cloudspine arrive, following Ivy.

Deva looks like she actually let someone help her get ready for the evening, which is a win for team social finery. Her hair has been tamed into an intricate braid at the back of her head, with carefully curled red tendrils left loose. Even her outfit is not the tired leathers she's been wearing lately, but a turquoise gown that pops against her complexion. "Marquis, hello! It smells absolutely amazing here," she tells Cirroch with a quick smile and a polite inclination of her head. Otherwise the Redrain princess trudges forth to look for a drink first, then a seat to settle into. Priorities.

Lenard makes his way into the place, and approaches the local noble family, inclining his head towards them. "Good evening, my lords, ladies." He offers, "Thank you for the invitation."

Jenkins, an armed champion arrives, following Nazmir.

Deva has joined the a cozy window seat with overstuffed pillows.

Who could possibly turn down an invitation to Sanna estate? Famed for it's intriguing collections, cake wars, whiskey, and excellent people. Or so Gwenna would say, if asked. A quick stroll in the winter weather from the Redrain villa, she arrives fashionably on-time, dressed in an outfit themed for the season. A warm smile is offered to Cirroch as she enters, and she gives a respectful dip of her head to the Marquis. "The room is simply /beyond/," she remarks and gives a small wave of her hand to the room. "Exquisite. If that weren't enough, the smells of the food are enough to make one nearly drunk," is added with a chuckle, having echoed her cousin Deva. "I can hardly wait to try /everything/! Thank you so kindly for the invitation and I do look forward to catching up with Lady Tila." That offered, she gives another dip of her head and moves to find a seat, which also gives others the chance to offer their greetings.

Gwenna has joined the a cozy window seat with overstuffed pillows.

Princess Sabella Grayson arrives with a cheery smile, guiding her cousin - Prince Noah Grayson - along to the ballroom. She's speaking in a soft, cajoling tone, something about, "try to meet people," and, "do not scowl at anyone, it will be fun." It is unlikely anything she says is sticking. When she sees Cirroch, she gives a bigger smile. "Marquis-Cousin, it is lovely to see you, and the children! Is Sasha not well today? A shame. Everything looks wonderful. Have you met Noah? He's another Grayson Cousin."

Enters the hall clad in white silk, saber peace bound at his side. He glances about, setting a large parcel to the side, before inclining his head to Cirroch and Tila. "Marquis Sanna, Lady Sanna, thank you for your invitation. I have brought a gift to thank you and to welcome Lady Sanna back to Arx." He gestures to the parcel. "I look forward to what you have planned." At this point he gives a little bow, stepping aside so that others can greet their hosts.

Baldessare enters the hall clad in white silk, saber peace bound at his side. He glances about, setting a large parcel to the side, before inclining his head to Cirroch and Tila. "Marquis Sanna, Lady Sanna, thank you for your invitation. I have brought a gift to thank you and to welcome Lady Sanna back to Arx." He gestures to the parcel. "I look forward to what you have planned." At this point he gives a little bow, stepping aside so that others can greet their hosts.

Tila has been smiling and curtsying to the guests as they make their respects to Cirroch. She gives Baldessare a curtsy before looking at his present. "Thank you, Prince Velenosa, for the lovely gift."

Jasper, a treasure hunting gyrfalcon, Renato, an overconfident attendant, Bastien, a strapping Malvici escort arrive, following Kaia.

There's a little bop to Atoli's nose as people start to enter the ballroom, a nod to Deva, "Welcome and thank you for coming Princess Deva, the whiskey is over by the bards and buffet table." turning to Lenard as he follows in, "Prince Lenard, a fair evening to see you."

Atoli seems to be getting tired though is fighting to keep her eyes open, eventually resting her head on Cirroch's shoulder. "Princess Gwenna, most of the success of the room is from Sasha's vision for it." Prince Baldessare is given a nod and smile as Cirroch then also nods in the direction of Tila, "It is good to see you again Prince Baldessare."

Noah walks dutifully with Sabella on his arm. Dutifully is the only word to describe it. It's as if he's lost a bet and he's here. Noah turns his blue eyes towards the gloriously happy Sabella. "You aren't going to try to make me dance, right?" There is a low rumble it his voice when he talks. When she says not to scowl, he scowls. "I don't scowl." Then he tries to lift his brows from the scowl and offers, "I smirk." To that, he smirks in a half-smile sort of gesture that just looks full of himself and cocky. When there are children and talking, Noah nods his head. Just short of bro-fist greeting. "Cirroch." Then he looks at the others and the Velenosan prince. A tip of his head down towards Sabella. "Probably poisoned wine."

As always, Sapphira keeps her gittern case close by, slung across her back as she has been accustomed to do for many years. Her attire is perhaps not quite as fancy as some, with a soft, green silk day dress and matching slippers, both adorned by embroidered alpine wildflowers. The dress has been chosen, it seems, for obvious reasons, let out at the waist to drape gracefully over her sign of impending motherhood. Her hair is swept back on either side with diamond haircombs fashioned to look like kissing swans, simple yet elegant. Along with others who are arriving for the party, she awaits her turn to pay respects to the Marquis, and to the guest of honor, Tila.

Cirroch takes Toddler Atoli.

6 First Legion Centurions, Valencia arrive, following Patrizio.

Entering the ballroom together are Lady Ivy Blackram and Prince Nazmir Redrain. The pair are resplendent in golden honeysilk and brilliant aeterna as they enter, complimenting each others' outfits without conscious decision to do so. GIving his arm a squeeze, Ivy leans in to murmur, "Will you introduce me to the Sanna's? I don't believe I've had the pleasure of meeting them yet." Still, there are familiar faces and both Gwenna and Deva get a warm smile and wave of greeting by the Blackram lady. Sabella gets the next smile and wave as she notes the Grayson Princess' presence as well.

Deva fingerwiggles at Ivy across the way, offering a smile from where she sits. Her other hand is wrapped firmly around a glass of whiskey, because of course. "Welcome to the city, Lady Tila," she raises that glass in the general vicinity of the woman and smiles brightly. Then she sinks further into the cushions and shares a few quiet words with Gwenna.

After offering his greetings, Lenard turns around to look at the others, "Princess Sabella Grayson, a pleasure to finally meet you. I'm Prince Lenard Valardin." He greets with a smile, before glancing towards Noah, "I see you have brought Prince Noah." No smile for him, apparently.

Stepping into the newly completed ballroom, Nazmir is taking a glance around, a quick smile tugging to his lips before his gaze plays back over towards Ivy, only for him to then give a nod of his head, "Oh, of course I will. They are like a second family to me." A glance about and he's taking note of some others that he knows, a smile and a wave coming to be offered and then he's looking back over towards Ivy, "I'll be totally inappropriate for a moment. Come on." Then his gaze darts back around and when he catches sight of Cirroch, there's a curl of his lips to a grin and his voice lifts so that he can bellow out, "Cirroch, you small bastard! If I'd known it would have only taken your sister's return for you to finally throw a party, I would have sent men to go drag her back all that much sooner."

There's the echo of a happy laugh from one of the hallways leaing into the ballroom, soon followed by the appearance of Artur in the doorway, already with a goblet of something or other in hand - seems like he's starting early! He can't have had too many though, since theres the usual bound in his step as he comes through the door and into the ballroom proper - lookng actually fairly princely today! Not a scrap of fur to be seen! Artur knows enough about 'the way things ought to be done' that his first mission is to seek out the host which he does! Cirroch is a difficult person to miss. Making his way in that direction, Artur raises a hand above his head and gives a hearty sort of wave hello.

Gwenna, too, lifts a hand to return Ivy's wave. A warm smile is offered to both the Blackram noblewoman as well as Prince Nazmir. Espying Sabella while glancing over toward those making their way in, the Grayson is given a wiggle of fingers in greeting. Her brother Artur's laugh is unmistakable, and the Redrain's smile broadens at the sound of it before she turns her attention back to the conversation with Deva.



Cirroch hands a sleeping Atoli over to Windi who then quietly makes an exit to leave with the children and their plushies

Turning back to greet those still coming into the ballroom, his hand back to his heart with a nod for each guest. "Princess Sabella and Prince Noah. The Marquessa will be happy to know that you were able to come, however she is not in the city at this time. We'll have to find a date to sit down. For the moment, please enjoy the whiskey and buffet lain out."
A bright smile for Nazmir as he enters, "Nazmir! Where is the one that is stealing you away from us!?"

Large dark eye smile as Valencia arrives at the side of Patrizio. A sweet smile seems to find her lips as she takes the magnificent room and the swirl of guest in with warm regard. Glancing to Patrizio and back the raven haired princess in storm grey southern silks seems to take a breath and smiles a little shyly up to Patrizio. "It is beautiful yes? What a wonderful thing he as made. The Marquessa is sure to be thrilled when she returns home." Looking to the crowd and back again, she smiles as familiar faces are spied. "Shall we?" she asks with a little lift of her chin seeming eager to melt into the crowd gathered.

"I will not make you dance," Sabella promises Noah, looking up at his smirk and shaking her head. She scans the gathering crowd before looking back at her cousin. "I am going to pretend I do not know you, now. I cannot introduce people to the prince who accuses other princes of bringing poison wine." Her cerulean eyes light with humor, pushing him gently away before turning and spotting Ivy. The wave is returned, and then Lenard has her attention. "Prince Lenard Valardin, a pleasure to meet you as well! I see you have met... Ah." There's a bubbling laugh from her as she looks between the princes. Gwenna gets a quick wave in return. "Prince Lenard, have you been in the city long?"

Just then, Lady Kaia walks in. Her wintery eyes moving about the room appreciatively before taking in the faces. Some faces are familiar to her: Cirroch, Sapphira, Sabella, Noah, Deva, Nazmir, Ivy, Ivy, Patrizio, Valencia. She had met them and spoken with them at least once. However, the others she had not, or at least didn't remember. She gives them all kind smiles when she meets their eyes. "Marquis Cirroch Sanna." she would say his name and follow with a courteous nod. "Thank you kindly for the invitation."

Patrizio laughs easily when he's coming in with Valencia, jade eyes dancing. "I imagine that it's perhaps something that we ought do," muses the prince of Pravus, in steel-hued silk of his own, with his entourage following behind the pair as they make their way in. "And one would hope that she would be, equal to that of the Marquis at the arrival of his sister. But, there are things that we ought do first, mmm, my highness?" He smiles, as he's drawing the mistress of the Hart with him towards the aforementioned Cirroch, a warm smile on his features. "Marquis Sanna, thank you for having us."

Noah reaches out to wrap an arm around Sabella to draw her to him, it's a brotherly gesture to annoy, and very easily moved from, "But Sabella, don't you remember how you picked me out of all the others to escort you? How you said I would be perfect for these things. Surely, there is not a Grayson you don't know." He looks slightly amused at Lenard. "Why Prince Lenard, are you to imply it is not good to see me?" His hand comes to his chest as if his heart is broken. Then back to Sabella, "Fine. I will let you be the light of the room and take my storm cloud self somewhere." The smile is only given to her and fades the second his blue eyes drift some where else. Perhaps he's picking a victim.

Sapphira smiles warmly as she sees the little ones finally sent to bed, chuckling lightly to herself. Soon enough, it would be her turn, and her everlasting tussle with tots who were less than inclined to nod off and visit dreamland. Dipping a curtsey as best she may in her state, she smiles at Cirroch. "Thank you for the invitation, and it's wonderful to see this ballroom completed at last." Tila, too, is favored with a curtsey, and a smile just as warm. "It's wonderful to see you back home, may we be blessed with your presence for some time to come."

Glancing around, Artur is happily suprised to spot various people he knows! Always nice! "Sabs!" he calls to Sabella as he passes near where she and Noah are stood, lifting a hand in greeting and flashing her a broad, amiable sort of smile. He makes something of a beeline for his sister when he spots her among the crowd however, approaching from behind and aiming a playful finger to poke her in the ribs when he gets close enough. "Gwennykins" he greets her, that same happy lauh bubbling up once more, which he then turns upn Deva. "Hello Deva! Ihaven't seen you in about a hundred years!" he points out matter-of-factly.

Ivy lets out a small laugh when Nazmir yells across the ballroom, shaking her head even as she smiles. Moving towards Cirroch, Ivy dips into a brief bow and offers, "That would be me, I'm afraid, Marquis. Lady Ivy Blackram, its a pleasure to meet you. ANd I'm glad to hear of your sister's safe return to the city." SHe turns that smile to Tila and offers another quick bow, "My lady." Straightening, she glances up to Nazmir and murmurs, "You are utterly incorrigible, and its delightful."

As Valencia and Patrizio enter Cirroch seems to have a little bounce to his welcome, nodding to both, "Princess Valencia, Prince Patrizio. Welcome to Sanna Manor. I've had many casks of our whiskey brought in for tonight."

Looking to Nazmir with a large laugh that fills the hall, "And is this our thief for you then?" He nods to Ivy, "Marquis Cirroch Sanna, of Giant's Reach. It is a pleasure to meet you."

Lenard offers Noah a flat look, "I said what I meant. If you wish me to expand upon it, I could, but I doubt you really want a honest appraisal." He offers to the man, before his attention returns to Sabella, "Your highness. I heard mention of dancing."

Tila s curtsies to Sapphira, her smile friendly. "It is wonderful to be back. I hope to be here for some time."

She smiles at Ivy and gives her a deep curtsy. "So you have tamed this wild creature. My respect for your skill in handling such a man." She gives Nazmir a teasing but friendly smile.

The playful poke from Gwenna's brother leads to a squeak of sound from the princess; a mix of surprise and amusement. "I feel the same about you, Artur! Duties and such keeping us all too busy and lacking in sleep, some days. I had hoped Lorenzo might be free to come join us, but...well. The naval endeavors keep him exceptionally occupied lately," is noted with a sigh out of breath.

Not having met, but hearing her name when she is adressed, Kaia's eyes fall on Tila and she gives the lady a smile. "Lady Tila Sanna, welcome to the city! I'm Lady Kaia Malvici. It's lovely to be able to make your acquaintance." she says, when proper.

Deva is in the middle of some conversation with Gwenna that seems strangely tense on her part, in the way her shoulders are stiff and her fingers are held so tightly around her glass. Her expression starts to soften apologetically as Artur pops up. "Artur! Hey. That sounds about right," she acknowledges with a strained, awkward laugh. "It's good to see you. Keeping in trouble, I hope?"

Moving with Ivy over towards Cirroch, Nazmir is flashing a smile towards him, only to then give a glance to Ivy as she introduces herself and when he looks back to the large Sanna, there's a nod of his head, "There. Introductions concluded. Shame Sasha didn't return in time. Tell her I brought a wagon of whiskey. Some unique blends for her to add to her collection." A glance around the room and he's taking note of a couple of people before he's looking back to Cirroch once again, "Now don't waste any more time on us. You have others to harass and we'll get to the wrestling later on." Turning his attention to Tila, there's a warm laugh given a shake of his head, "Wild creature!? Come now. Surely it's not polite to talk about your brother like that." A wink is given and when he looks back to Ivy, it's to offer, "Yes, yes I am incorrigible."

2 Whitehawk Guards have been dismissed.

Zephyr, a perlino Sanna courser have been dismissed.

3 Sanna House Guards have been dismissed.

Una, a playful fawn corgi puppy have been dismissed.

Sabella gives Noah one of those long-suffering looks but stays where he holds her, clearly not bothered. "It seems it may be safer for you," she agrees when he mentions going off, laughing softly. As Artur passes she gives a chirping "Hello!" Then, she's looking back to Lenard, leaning in to ask, "What did he do to /you/? Do I need to pay a tailoring bill?" She holds her hand out to the Valardin prince. "Yes, you can tell me while we dance."

Greets to other fond friends are set aside, the little vixen smile bright at Cirroch seems to delight in their arrival. The feeling is obviously shared as she slips from Patrizio's side to speak briefly with the man of the Hour. "It is beautiful, my dearest Marquis. Even more than you let on. Thank you for inviting us. I am so delighted," she nods warmly with a glance to Patrizio and back. "Is this your lovely sister?" Valencia smiles to the tall and elegantly styled woman with the striking cinnamon eyes. "I am so glad to meet you, my dearest lady. Please be so welcome to Arx. I hope you find our city a beautiful and welcoming home for you."

"Lady Kaia! It is good to see you again. Welcome to Sanna Manor!" Cirroch nods as he greets those still coming in. Turning to look for Tila and spotting Artur first, "Prince Artur!" He resorts to shouting across the hall, he had been doing well, then Nazmir called him short from the other end of the hall. All bets of an inside voice are off...

"Valencia, may I introduce you to Lady Tila Sanna."

A warm laugh comes so naturally to Patrizio's lips as he reaches out to playfully clasp Cirroch's forearm for a moment. "So long as we're not taking /multiple/ drinks of such whiskey from your famous horns, my lord," he says in good spirits. "My centurions do /not/ want to have to carry us to our homes." He's clearly amused by the offer of it, and is turning his attention easily to Tila when Valencia's giving her her greetings. "My lady, I must assume you are the good Marquis' sister. A pleasure to make your acquaintance." He briefly sketches the faintest hint of a bow, before he offers up, "Patrizio Pravus. And, to echo her highness, welcome to the city. I hope you find it a delight as I have in my year here."

Noah considers Lenard, but he may look more amused than put out by it. He starts to say something and then there is a message handed to him. One hand comes up to still Lenard as he turns to read it. For a brief moment, Noah might have grinned at something before wiping it from his features and replying back. Then he looks towards the Valardin prince in a SUPER SERIOUS manner. "Why, Prince Lenard. I would love to hear your appraisal of me. I'm sure that you would not say one thing uncooth in public. That would be a horrid offense to offer insult in public by a Valardin. Right? Oathlanders are known for that." He brushes his lips to Sabella's head if she allows. It's a brotherly gesture before he moves to find a new victim.

Baldessare has caught an infectious smile from those gathered, and stands to the side, sipping from a recently acquired glass of whiskey. He takes in some of the more tense side conversations, frowning for an almost imperceptable moment, before his smile returnns, as warm as ever.

Ivy flashes a grin towards Tila, "Oh I wouldn't say I've tamed him. If anything, he's been working at UN-domesticating me." She nods to Cirroch and smiles, "I promise I will bring him around often still, my lord. And we will not be far away!" TUrning her smile up towards Nazmir, she tilts her head towards the Redrains, "Shall we go say hello to family?"

"Navel endeavours! Well, you had besst tell him to stop, there's a war on, after all! He would be better looking after the boats!" Artur laughs, inclining his head to place a kiss somewhere on the top of Gwenna's head before tunring his attention to Deva. "You know it!" Artur laughs, when she asks if he's been keeping in trouble. "I really need to find myself another adventure soon. I am planning about five!" he chirps happily. He glances back over his shoulder at Sabella when she greets him, flashing a very broad smile at the princess, and then being shouted at by the host. "MAR-QUIS CIR-ROCH!" he yells back at Cirroch, raising both hands above his head now and waving them oth in the direction of the host, accomoanied by a slight hop in place. Where has his goblet gone? It's been palmes off on poor Sammy Serving Boy over there to go and refill.

Tila smiles at Kaia. "It is lovely to make your acquaintance, Lady Malvici. Thank you for helping celebrate my return."

She smiles at Patrizio and Valencia. "I find Arx as lovely as I remembered, Princess Velenosa. I thank both of your highnesses for coming to our home."

Gwenna is, once again, chuckling at her brother. The affection she has for Artur is written plainly all over her features. "It is a wonder I do not have gray hairs from you," she teases and shakes her head after a few sips from her drink. As he moves off to greet the host, she returns to her quieter conversation with Deva, from the looks.

Leaving Cirroch and Tila to their hostly affairs, Nazmir is dipping a nod of his head towards Ivy, a low chuckle falling past his lips, "Yes, we should. If you'd like, I can yell across the hall and get their attention." A wink is given and then followed up with, "Which of the family shall we go harass first?"

Lenard actually smiles when Noah takes him up on it. "Well you see, Prince Noah. It's actually quite simple. We afford House Grayson much respect because they have done so much to earn it. Consider, for example, Princess Sabella. She's a wonderful woman whose deeds speak well of her and her house." He begins, "You, however, lean upon the reputation your house and act as though you are better than your peers simply because of your house. Your unfounded arrogance and the behavior that flows from it is a blemish upon the honour of house Grayson. None Greater than Grayson is an aspirational statement that your cousins spend a lifetime trying to live up, not a law of nature to be leaned on." Having said that, he turns his back towards Noah, and addresses Sabella as he reaches to take her arm and begin to dance, "I have wasted quite enough breath on that topic now. Sorry, but I would love to talk about more pleasant things while we dance."

"Thank you for having us, my Lady. Your brother speaks so very highly of you. His excitement at your arrival make was such a delight how could I refuse to meet you," Valencia smiles back warmly to Tila. "I am glad you like it. Please, if you should need anything, please write. And when you have time, please come visit my Hart. You are so very welcome there," she nods gently before slipping back to let the others meet the lovely new northern arrival.

"What are siblings for, if not trouble?" Deva suggests to Gwenna with a small smile shared between the brother and sister pair. An arm pat is given to Artur, "Then we should talk," she tells him with a smile, but her tone has a strangely serious edge to it. She does, however, lean away as he starts yelling. Her expression is not displeased, she simply seems to be after preserving her hearing.

There's a smile given to Cirroch and a nod given to Tila, "Of course, Lady Sanna. I couldn't pass on an opportunity to visit the northern ward. I must say I quite love it." she notes casually. Her eyes falling then on Patrizio and Valencia. "Your highnesses." she greets them, and makes a proper courtesy. "So lovely to see you both again. Princess Valencia, you look so lovely; and, Prince Patrizio, we keep meeting like this. It amuses me."

"It would seem they're all three together. I know Gwenna and Deva, who is the younger man with them?" Ivy smiles up towards Nazmir even as she starts moving in that direction. She seems to give consideration to his offer, only for Artur to bellow out across the room himself. Laughing lightly, she grins, "It would seem you've started a trend. I feel at this point its beyond my ability to control, so if you wish to holler across the ballroom, by all means."

"Lady Kaia! How beautiful to see you as well," Valencia returns with a warm smile and graceful incline of head. "As always you light up the room with your presence. You look so well? How are you? And how are Lord Martino and the little ones?"

"Jeepers" Artur declaes quiety in response to the exchange between Noah and Lenard, eyes widening slightly. He glances back to Gwenna and Deva, grinning at the latter when she suggests they should talk at some point. "Any time! I haven't given up onmy vamplate yet!" he beams, and then leans a little closer to Gwenna, peering at the top of her head "Don't be so sure..." he teases, placing a hand briefly on the small of her back, before ading in a lower voice "I'll leave you two to talk..." and drifitng away in the direction of the servant who went to fetch him more spiced wine, who is lingering nearby.

Cirroch smiles at Deva's comment to her brother, continuing with a smile to Tila. "How many gray hairs have I given you over the years, Tila?" Hearing Artur's shout back, there's a wave and then Cirroch leans over towards Ansgar with a quiet word, the young man makes his way from the ballroom, possibly to get something. He places his hand on Tila's shoulder for an aside before walking up the stairs to the balcony.

"One wonders what we're doing to end up at the same affairs, my lady," Patrizio says with a warm grin to Kaia. "Or that we're perhaps just enjoying the same company that we end up constantly in each other's company. I leave it to the gods to decide if this is ill or good." Those jade eyes twinkle mischievously when he's looking for the moment to Valencia, and allows her perhaps to do more of the speaking to the social nature of things.

For a moment, Sabella leans in toward Noah, listening to something he says quietly. Her cerulean eyes widen in surprise as she laughs brightly. There is no other response aside from waving him away. "He is not so bad as you say," she murmurs to Lenard. "Though, your assessment of me and the house is very kind." Another glance around the crowd has her satisfied she has mingled enough to be able to indulge in a dance and allows the prince to lead her. A quiet question is posed to him.

With Artur joining the fray and bellowing out across the room, Nazmir is looking to Ivy, a grin tugging back to his lips, "It's not a party unless people start to shout, my dear. But, I will refrain from doing so .. at least for the moment." A glance back to the trio of Redrain's and he's beginning to guide Ivy over in that direction, "The one who is bellowing is Prince Artur. Gwenna's brother and another cousin of mine. Come on, lets go." And as he guides her through the crowd and over towards Gwenna, Deva and Artur, he can't help but lift his voice to bellow, "Quite down over there! People are trying to enjoy themselves." Cough. Smile.

Gwenna feigns a dramatic gasp at Artur's words and touches the top of her hair, as though she might be able to feel any possible gray hair. "You're dreadful," she accuses even as he is making his way off, and looks back to Deva. "Is this what Darren says he goes through," is wondered with a chuckle.

"Thank you, Princess." Kaia returns to Valencia, "You honor me greatly by saying so. I am well, yes. My dear husband and the little ones are all excellent and in good health. I am most thankful to the Pantheon for that." she notes. A grin following Patrizio's words. "Oh, well I can agree with that. We must have good taste. The company in which we often find ourselves with at these events are utterly wonderful." she notes and then adds. "It's truly so good to see you. Now, I shall leave the both of you to enjoy. I promised myself I would be more social and meet new people. After I greet a couple of those I already know.~" she admits, and then after giving them a classy little wave she's moving about the room.

The bards in the corner quiet the music to a low drone and beating upon the drums in front of them, a glow from the garden beats through the large panelled wall of windows looking out behind them. Cirroch has slipped from the lower level to the balcony over looking the room. With a nod to the bards the low drumming is joined with a long draw upon a bone horn.

Cirroch's voice booms over the gathered crowd, echoing from every corner within the hall, "Lords and Ladies! Friends and Family! Welcome to Sanna Manor, tonight is a gathering to take our minds off of whatever is outside of these walls and to welcome my sister Lady Tila Sanna to the city." He pauses as turns to Tila then with a nod the servers come in delivering a large goat horn drinking vessel to all wishing to drink. The drinking horn is large enough to hold an entire flagon on its own, carvings of mountains run the rim of the horn. Cirroch raises his own horn, "To Tila. Tonight is our welcome to you!" His voice echoes off of the walls, the chandiliers rattle a little in his breath. A healthy Sanna sip is taken from the goat horn. "Please all, enjoy yourselves, drink, dance, eat."

With the end of the Marquis' speech the bards lead into a drum and flute melody, feet stomping away producing a beating hum that builds through the hall as the melody picks up echoing over itself building further harmony with new and past notes.

Noah looks so serious when Lenard offers his assessment. Then he nods his head. "Oh. You wound me like a blade to the heart, Prince. To think, you can figure that all out in one meeting. You must have legendary empathy." He gives that smirk a moment. Then he wipes it from his face. "I think, I will consider your words and how I might be in a drastic need of a change. I shall do this over by the drinks." He does turn to look at Tila though and seems to make a mental note to at least move in that direction at some point. But for now. Booze.

"You'd have to ask Darren. Or Kieran. Darren would never blame -me- for his gray hair. It would definitely be Kieran's fault." Deva feigns shock and holds a hand over her heart, but the mischief on her face gives her away. As Marquis Cirroch begins his speech, she angles herself to watch and listen attentively. Her glass is raised to Tila. "To Lady Tila! To House Sanna!" All cheers, all toasts.

Deva is overheard praising Tila.

Noah is overheard praising Tila.

Baldessare is overheard praising Tila.

Baldessare is overheard praising Cirroch.

Baldessare is overheard praising Teague.

Lenard shrugs slightly at Noah's answer, and nods to Sabella, "I do sincerely hope my assessment is mistaken." He offers adding, "And now that I've said my piece, I've no intent to another ill word about him." He takes the dance, he's not particularly skilled as a dancer but his natural dexterity makes up for it, and he responds to the murmur.

Nazmir is overheard praising Tila.

Nazmir is overheard praising Cirroch.

Gwenna laughs at Deva's remarks about her brothers. Cirroch's speech leads her to raise her glass as well in the toast. Once she's lowered it and taken a sip, she espies Ivy and Nazmir making their way over. "Here comes the recently engaged couple," she calls to the pair and gives a cheerful wiggle of fingers.

Lenard is overheard praising Tila.

Gwenna is overheard praising Tila.

Gwenna is overheard praising Cirroch.

Kaia does take an offered horn and joins in on the Sanna toast. "To Lady Tila!" she cheers with a bright grin. She catches a glimpse of Artur from afar and offers him a wave and a bright smile. However, she seesm to be finding her way over to Baldessare. She gives him a small smile and says, "Why, hello there.~ I don't think we've had the pleasure. I'm Lady Kaia Malvici." she says, extending a hand.

Artur can always be relied upon for enthusiasm on demand, and often even when not demanded at all! He hollers loudly and approvingly in response to Cirroch's speech and then drains his goblet for the second time since coming through the door, handing the empty vessel off to that poor, put-upon looking serving boy he's commandeered. He catches Kaia's wave from across the room and flashes his most charming of grins back at her! With dimples and everything! He is just beginning to excuse himself from Gwenna and Deva when lo! There is Nazmir making his way over with Ivy. "Hi Naz!" Artur beams cheerily.

Baldessare lowers his horn from the toast. When Kaia approaches, he bows over Kaia's hand, taking it for just a moment. "An honor to meet you, Lady Kaia. I am Prince Baldessare Velenosa." His smile is still genial.

Patrizio lifts his cup as well, at the toast, before there's a smile to Valencia, on his arm. "We could find somewhere quieter to sit," he offers to her, as if he is not the most at ease, perhaps, in such a large gathering. Kaia's wave gets a smile from him and a knowing inclination of his head, even as he's weighing where would be best to join, given the faces he recognizes about the ballroom.

Tila is overheard praising Ivy: A wonderful woman who will soon be related to me by marriage!

Tila is overheard praising Cirroch.

Noah takes up an offered drink and then lets his blue eyes drift over the room. Clearly, looking for his next victim. His eyes pause on Patrizio for a moment with Valencia. Then he looks towards all the Redrains. Then towards the others through out the room. He downs one drink and then grabs up another and walks over to Artur. It looks like he offers soft words to the very happy man.

Winter, A Highhill Puppy arrives, following Kiera.

A warm wave is offered to Kaia as she seeks others to play with and Valencia turns to listen to Cirroch's speech. Another smile brightly finds her lips and she lifts her glass to the toast lifting in kind, seeming to enjoy the warmth of the company in the room. Turning aside, she nods gently allowing him to guide her to a quieter corner quietly speaking aside to the man as the navigate the crowd.

Valencia has joined the an elegant alcove near the stairs.

Cirroch comes back down from the balcony nodding to a few as he walks back to where Tila is. Handing the horn back over to Ansgar who appears to be ready with a freshly filled horn. Taking another deep sip of the drink before nodding to Tila "Is there anyone that you'd wish to speak to more directly? Or are you ready to speak from your own behalf?"

Sabella makes up for any misstep Lenard might make on the dance floor easily, her expression bright with amusement as they speak quietly. A musical laugh slips past her lips. "She might be," can be heard in response before she lowers her voice again.

Deva is writing some note for her poor assistant to deliver somewhere. He looks annoyed by it, and she smears ink all over her hand. "Shi--" Her mouth snaps shut as she tries to wipe it off with a napkin to no avail. Her shoulders slump, and she eyes the exit with intent.

Tila takes a long sip from her horn. "I think talking to anyone right now would interrupt something. They all seem to have purposes that do not involve small talk with a stranger."

She gives Kiera a warm smile as she enters. "Lady Wyvernheart, thank you for coming. Have any new tales of adventure to share?"

Laughing at the yelling back and forth across the ballroom, Ivy offers a bright smile towards the trio of Redrains, "Hello! Princess Gwenna, Princess Deva, always a pleasure to see you both! Prince Artur, its a pleasure to meet someone whose volume rivals Naz's." To Gwenna, she chuckles, "And how are you doing tonight? I managed to clear Donatti's out of a -lovely- set of rosewood furniture the other day. We'll have to host a small get together once everything is ready and the wedding has passed. Or perhaps we should hold the wedding celebration at the townhouse?"

Artur leans a little closer to Noah when the other Prince approaches him, exchanging a few quiet words.

"Hi Artur! Deva! Gwenna!" They all get lumped in together as Nazmir draws closer to the trio, a grin tugging to his lips. While the latter of the trio are already familiar with Ivy, he's turning his attention to Artur as he motions to Ivy, "Artur, meet Lady Ivy Blackram. As Cirroch The Short tells it, she's stealing me." A glance over to where Cirroch may be, just in case he's close and hten he's looking back to the trio, "How fares the evening for all of you, anyways?"

Lenard laughs in bemusement along with Sabella, continuing the dancer with the same amount of grace, and he nods in return to the woman's statement, adding something else quietly.

Noah turns his blue eyes towards a servant when Artur replies. Then he looks towards Sabella. It might just be a location check, or perhaps he's seeing if she will notice him leaving. There is a smirk at something said by Artur to him before he responds low in kind.

Cirroch looks to Tila for a moment, a confused look. He looks around the room, "Ah." Then has a quiet word with Tila before heading towards the alcove. There's another completely different look that is glared back at Nazmir eventually his smile breaks through and he's responding, "Stealing, borrowing. It's all the same in the mountains, No!? We'll use Sasha to lanuch some gifts over to you!" He's talking about the Ballistae in the gardens.

"Ah, your highness!" would say Kaia, her wintery eyes going a little wide at the realization of who she was just meeting. "Certainly, the honor is mine." she insists, before letting out a small chuckle. "Are you enjoying the celebration?"

Deva is in the middle of reaching for her cloak as Ivy approaches. She offers the aeterna-clad lady a wide smile and a polite bow of her head. "Good to see you, Lady Ivy. You look wonderful. My cousin is very lucky," she gives Nazmir a pointed grin. "Hi Nazmir," she adds in a more informal tone. There's a distant look in her eyes as she starts to fasten her cloak at the throat and sweep her arms behind her head to pull out the trapped lengths of hair from underneath the fur. "I was just about to head back," she admits vaguely.

Kiera smiles as she enters the ballroom "it is my pleasure lady tila. I always enjoy visiting the manor and I've yet to see this lovely room. I don't know that last night's salon was adventure.but it was interesting I dared speak my mind in august company but I believe that was the point of the eveninf

Patrizio has joined the an elegant alcove near the stairs.

Tila looks intrigued. "What was the topic of the evening? And may I ask your stance on it?"

12 House Velenosa Guards, Ibasia, the Velenosa Lady-in-Waiting, Ellani, the palm sized spider arrive, following Jaenelle.

Baldessare tilts his head to speak softly to Kaia. "Very much so. I have a high esteem for House Sanna, and have been most impressed with the Marquis and Lady Sanna. I would not have missed the party for my weight in diamonds."

Ellani, the palm sized spider arrives, delivering a message to Cirroch before departing.

"I'm well, I think," Gwenna replies to Ivy's query and smiles. "A bit tired, but I imagine we all feel the weight of duty now and again. It's nice to be out and enjoying the hospitality of Sanna, as well as such a wonderful homecoming." Her head tilts. "Rosewood furniture, hmm? I'll have to stop by his shop sometime soon and see what wonders are available. As for the wedding celebration, I think whatever you and Nazmir might like to do would be fine, truly." Nazmir's remarks draw another bit of laughter and she glances to Cirroch and back. "The Short? Well, I feel positively miniscule," is joked. As Deva tugs her cloak on, Gwenna smiles fondly. "I'll see you in a bit, promise."

Kaia grins at Baldessare, "Ah, well said! I too hold the Marquis Sanna in great esteem. Even if I have known him for a brief time, he seems like an interesting man. His interest for other cultures is simply fascinating." she notes. She lifts the horn to her lips for a sip. Her wintery eyes finding Noah from afar and giving a slight roll of her eyes.

Sabella smiles and dips her chin to Lenard as the dance comes to an end. "I look forward to it, Prince Lenard. It has been wonderful meeting you. Do excuse me? I could use a glass of wine and see a few others I should speak with this evening." Her eyes meet Noah's briefly, giving him an encouraging look. She heads for a glass of wine and collects a sweet white to sip before making her way over to Gwenna, Ivy, and the others. "Good evening, everyone! I feel it has been ages since I have seen any of you. You are all well?"

Smiling to Deva, Ivy gives a nod, "I understand. Please, enjoy your evening. We really must get together soon, though. I would love to talk with you more, perhaps in a quieter setting." Turning back to Gwenna, she chuckles, "Oh I have pitched places all across the city. Mostly I'm just musing, though I suppose we'll have to settle on a venue soon enough. Still! Its fun to visit places as 'possibilities'." Mention of being tired has her nodding, "I definitely feel you on that, I've been pulling longer shifts at the hospital lately. Somehow I'm managing to get sleep though I can never quite recall when..." She chuckles softly and lifts a shrug, "But the work is rewarding." THen finally, she's turning the smile to Artur, "Yes, like a raider or pirate, I am stealing him away to the Cloudspine. I have won him by means fair or foul depending on one's view, and have claimed him as my prize."

Lenard smiles, "Of course, your highness. I would hardly wish to monopolize your time" The Prince takes a step back and heads to grab a drink of his own, wandering a bit aimlessly for the time being, as though not sure where to go next."

As Deva rises, she reaches to pat Ivy's arm warmly. "I would love that," she says earnestly, giving the Blackram a grateful smile. "Enjoy the evening," she tells the little circle of Redrain faces, fingers wiggling at Gwenna and Nazmir and anyone else in their general vicinity. Up goes the hood of her overly fluffy cloak, and out she begins to tread with quick steps.

Deva has left the a cozy window seat with overstuffed pillows.

Baldessare gives Kaia a thin, yet still warm, smile. "Have you had a chance to speak with the Lady Tila Sanna yet? I think you will find her a most engaging conversationalist and quite well read." He takes another sip from his drink, gaze sweeping the room.

"Do that, Cirroch! I'll have poor Jenkins out there trying to catch them as you do." A grin is offered from Nazmir at that and then his gaze turns back to Deva and he's giving an incline of his head, "Until next time. Enjoy the rest of your evening, yourself." A smile and his gaze shifts to Gwenna, a quick chuckle coming to fall past his lips, "You don't count, Cousin. Just Cirroch." Then, he's looking between Ivy and Gwenna, "As for the wedding, could hold it at the townhouse. There's enough room outside, that's for certain and people could mingle between the different rooms if they wanted. But, that's something for a later discussion."



Atoli has snuck back into the ballroom and is now in the middle of the ballroom spinning, ringlets of light brown and honeyed curls bouncing as the little heir spins and giggles.

Cirroch's attention is in conversation with Ansgar as he is handed a new horn, a nod to have the servers bring a new round of fresh horns to those seeking a refill of the ice water clear whiskey from the mountains that will leave one extra warm, or coughing if not used to that burn.

Jasper, an unflappable scoundrel, Aspen, a pale seraphinite green snake leave, following Deva.

Setting Ellani down to give a small note to the Marquis upon her arrival, Jaenelle has come late to the party. Watching the spider's careful path lest she get an untimely boot to the body, it is only until the spider returns that the Archduchess scans the room to look for someone specific. Apparently it is Noah she is here for, as upon spotting him she moves in his direction. "There once was a Rogue named Grayson, who's ego was so big it could fill a large basin. My family is renown, he said with a frown..." she begins when she reaches him. "I have not yet come up with the last few line. Your thoughts, Your Highness?"

Kiera smiles "the topic was "is peace with the eurisi possible. duke hadrian really does find interesting if charged topics for his little affairs. I give everyone credit for being civil while being passionate on the matter. My stance was both no and yes in that i believe war at the present time is necessarybut hope peace is eventually possible. I'm willing to speak more of it soon but it's hardly the topic for celebration

"Princess Sabella! How wonderful to see you again. I hope you're doing well?" Ivy turns a warm smile towards the lovely woman, dipping a brief bow. She turns towards CIrroch, however, and shouts back, "No borrowing! Stealing! I'm not giving him back, no takebacks, he's mine now!" Chuckling, she looks to Nazmir and lifts a shrug, "When in Sanna Manor?" As an excuse for her own yelling.

"Ah, well, I was only able to greet her briefly at my arrival. I'm afraid I haven't had the pleasure of talking to her and getting better acquainted." she tells Prince Baldessare. "Although, in truth, I would love to." she admits. A glance and a smile given to Lady Tila Sanna from afar.

Gwenna's smile remains as she turns to regard Sabella. "It does feel like an age, at least," she agrees and lets out a sigh. "Thankfully, that is remedied at this wonderful affair. It's quite good to see you! I'm doing well enough, thank you for asking. How about yourself?" With that posed to the Grayson princess, she then chuckles a bit while nodding to Ivy. "I do remember that feeling. House Redrain does have a contract with the Whisper House, who do throw rather amazing events. Lorenzo and I had our reception there, in fact. Sadly, I think the chocolate fountain went with Nightingale Gianna to the Bard's College. As for tired, I can only imagine how busy the hospital must keep you. At least with the ledgers, I can shut them and they will be just fine." Taking a sip from her glass, she then laughs and sits up straighter at Nazmir's words. "Ah! Well, good then. I don't favor heels and was wondering if I was going to have to start buying up some," is remarked with amusement. "Ah, true. There is plenty of time to decide on the where of the wedding celebrations, certainly. I need to get the copies of the contract written up, speaking of. I probably should try to get that done before the evening is out, really."

Valencia turns to the next arrival with keen interest as her voice carries through the ballroom to Prince Noah's ear it seems. Jaenelle and her eight-legged messenger and companion is marked with a warm but faint smile. Leaving the Archduchess to her fun, the little Lycene turns back to her companion to speak quietly.

Tila nods thoughtfully. "I share your opinion on the matter. I do not see how war is avoidable at present, but hope that it will be of a short duration. I can imagine the conversation became heated."

Noah laughs, actually laughs to something that Artur says to him. He gives the man a smile. It doesn't last long, but it was there for a moment. His conversation low as he offers a lower comment to the man. He holds up his drink to him in a salute. It's almost like Noah senses (spidey senses?) when Jaenelle enters as he gives a low apology to Artur. Then the Archduchess is speaking. "Well, if it were up to me.." His voice rumbles low as he moves over towards Jaenelle. "I would say. The woman with the spider laughed at all his words and deeds, but in the end, even she had to agree." He grins fully to her and will reach out. If she doesn't move it's a light touch to her lower back in greeting. "Why do you make me do poetry? You know I detest it." However, he smiles a bit more and *gasp* hands over his drink to her.

Artur exchanges a few more words back and forth with Noah, each of the pricnes laughing in turn before Noah breaks away from the exchange to go and attend to some business, Artur nodding after him. Tunring his attention back towards the other Redrains, Artur considers Ivy and declares "Well, that is not *so* terrible I suppose!" Artur laughs, giving Nazmir the once over.

Cirroch gives the horn back to Ansgar with a small nod, with a look to the message from the small spider, then following the spider back to Jaenelle. His hand is placed to his heart and a nod from across the room, "Princess Jaenelle, if you need to explain a boat the guards have shields at the ready for you!" A turn to answer Ivy, "When in Sanna, when in the mountains! Tell Naz that Jenkins best wear a helmet for our game of catch!" He is then crossing over to Kaia and Baldessare. As he crosses the hall, Atoli is spotted and he stops in the middle of the floor. "What are you doing out of bed?"

Atoli stops spinning and falls into her fathers shins, the looks up at him giving his lower legs a hug before running off towards Tila through the crowd.

"Lady Ivy, Princess Gwenna," Sabella greets the women warmly, lifting her glass of wine to both. "I am well, the children are well, Niklas has been away for a while. Supposedly writing some new fantastic play in the quiet of a cottage outside Bastion." She shakes her head, the smiles on her lips one of love and understanding for her husband. "I have been focusing my energy largely upon the houses of the Crownlands as of late, which has had me within the ward more than not. It is good to be out." She turns to Ivy then, cerulean eyes bright. "I understand congratulations are in order?"

Kiera nods to Tila "It certainly had its moments. I was pleased to see that I was not alone in my stance and several times quite surprised with whom I found myself agreeing . it was enjoyable despite the seriousness of the topic. She smiles broadly as Atoli approaches

Tila gives Cirroch an amused look as she see Atoli running towards her. She holds out her hand to the girl, smiling down at her. "Come stand with me, sweetheart. You can stay for a while, okay?"

She turns back to Kiera. "I will have to attend the next salon, if only to hear the opinions. It will be nice to hear debates outside of the Court again."

"No, no. There's a no return policy put in place in the contract, I'm certain of that." That's offered in conjuction with Ivy's comment and then followed up by a laugh from Nazmir before his gaze plays over towards Artur, "Terrible? Hardly!" Then, to Gwenna, there's a warm smile and an incline of his head, "I don't think you need to worry about finishing it all tonight, Gwenna. The paperwork will still be there tomorrow and the day after and the day after that. Plenty of time for you to work on it." Sabella's arrival has Nazmir looking over so that he can give an incline of his head towards her, "Princess Sabella. Good to see you again."

Jaenelle accepts the man's drink as Noah offers it, only her eyes moving from his face, towards the glass, and back. "You detest a great many things, but that has never stopped you from doing them. Like interacting with, well, anyone." She lifts his glass in a toast before taking a sip, not returning it to it's original owner. A melodic laugh is given to Cirroch's words, and she dips her head in greeting and thanks, "allow no one to say that House Sanna is not generous with it's hospitality, you do me a great service in offering the floor to provide lessons to those who might not be informed on boats and the proper materials one needs to create them." Valencia and Patrizio are noted, and the pair get a warm smile in return to the one that Valencia shared previously. Then she turns back to Noah, "shall we get you a drink, you dont have one."

Kaia does take note of the approaching Marquis. She would be just lowering her horn when the sight of him with his kid there by the center of the ballroom caused her to let out an amused musical giggle. "Oh, dear. Kids. I fear the days I'll be faced with such scenarios while hosting." she comments in a casual tone, most likely still to Baldessare who was the one who she was still clsosest to.

Baldessare smiles at Atoli's antics, letting out a little laugh of delight. "A most well done dance, my lady," he calls out to the child with the same gravitas he might use at royal court, lifting his drink in a brief toast. Lowering his drink, his gaze finds Cirroch, sending the other man a warm smile. "Marquis, Lady Malvici was just singing your praises."

Patrizio likewise echoes Jaenelle's smile, offering one in return before there's an inclination of his head while he's clearly in conversation with Valencia, the horn in his hand being sipped from slowly while the jade eyes are watching the crowd with a sense of ease on his features.

Noah nods his head to Jaenelle's words. "You are not wrong. All those anyones out there." He grins a bit more and then laughs. "I suppose we should get me a drink. I seem to have misplaced mine. It is just good for both of us, that you have one." If allowed, his arm snakes around her back fully to set his hand on her other hip. It's a guiding and protective move. "We should get a drink and then you can show me how you do this social thing." He sneers a bit at the 'social thing'. A light comment given to her and then he looks mock disgusted. "We should probably introduce you to Lady Tila."

Shaking his head at the oldest of the children Cirroch continues to Kaia and Baldessare, with a hand to his chest, "We've met only a few times, though it does feel that a friendship might grow outside of any trade conversation. You are both well?"

Artur breaks into a happy laugh and reaches over to offer Nazmir a congratulatory clap on the shoulder. "Don't mind me! You all know how marriage averse I am!" he laughs, before adding "but seriously, that is wonderful news, and the Cloudspine is such an important neighbour to Farhaven," Artur points outwith a glance toward Gwenna, when she mentions paperwork. He gives her a little shake of his head.

Gwenna perks up a bit at Sabella's mention of Niklas and playwriting. "Well, if he ever needs another actress, I would enjoy being on the stage again. I think the last play I was part of was Lady Evonleigh's, which feels like a lifetime ago. Even if not, his productions are legendary and I can only imagine what he might come up with next." She turns back to Nazmir and can't help but chuckle once again. "You are right, cousin, though I'm one of /those/ people that always feel anxious until things are complete. Which is the joke, of course, as it is a never-ending list of not-done things." She lifts her shoulders in a quick shrug and then stands from her seat. "If you all might excuse me, I'm going to head back to the villa, though probably not for paperwork, I promise!" She pauses to give Artur a sisterly kiss on the cheek and then offer her good-byes to Cirroch and Tila. "The party was exceptional, as always, and I am so thankful for the invitation. Lady Tila, hopefully we might catch up over tea once you're settled in, if you might like."

Kaia would let out another laugh and give an amused look to Baldessare. "Was I? I belive it was you who was singing all of the Sanna high praises!" she accuses Baldessare with a playful tone, but does not deny having sang praises to Cirroch either way. "I should hope so, Marquis. I cannot speak for the Prince. I have just recently met him." she notes with a bright grin. "But, yes, I am well. Just earlier today I was hosting an unveiling for the Society of Explorers." she tells Cirroch. "I was so happy with the turn out. Everyone was quite impressed by the Jewels of the Crownlands."

e Atoli looks thoughtfully up at Tila before nodding. She takes her aunt's hand, looking around at everyone, grinning happily.

Tila curtsies to Gwenna. "I would be honored, your Highness. Please let me know when would be convenient for you."

Kiera hms "You should really. Much food for thought" She bends low to greet Atoli "A beautiful dance indeed. really how does poppa expect you to sleep with a party going on downstairs and music and lovely gowns annd such. I fear I shall be one of those horribly indulgent mothers one day. It simply won't do for an oathlander

Turning a grin towards Cirroch, she calls back, "He will have better than a helmet, he will have a direhorn escort! That said, I'm certain I can provide him a ram's helm if he wishes it!" She looks back to Sabella and brightens, giving a nod as she squeezes Nazmir's arm, "Prince Nazmir Redrain, this is Princess Sabella Grayson. Naz is my fiance, we will marry in a few short months." Looking back to Gwenna, she grins and taps the note pin on her blouse, "I think I could maybe possibly talk the Nightingale into bringing it back over for one night. Especially if we ask the Bard's College to provide the music. I would love to see this chocolate fountain." She turns back towards Nazmir and Artur and smiles up at Nazmir, "You should tell him how we met, Naz... I'm sure HIs Highness would enjoy the story."

Baldessare dips his head to Cirroch in a courtly gesture. "I have been well, Marquis. Arx in winter is as cold as I remember, but your hall and hospitality make the winter a welcome thing, at least for awhile. I think that we will have to look back to such joyous occasions in future if war is truly on the horizon." He smiles more broadly. "But tell me, how are you?"

Another sip is taken of Jaenelle's drink all the while feigning just as much as Noah does regarding where it went to. "You should never leave a drink alone, thats how one is poisoned, Prince Noah" she warns, tsking softly and slowly. She doesnt pull away from his touch, allowing Noah to turn them in the direction where Tila is. "Lesson one" she informs, reaching upward to push along one side of his mouth, "smile." She squints then to wait for him to do it, "lesson two, use your head voice less and say the opposite of what your first reaction is."

Cirroch turns from conversation to give a nod to Gwenna as she mentions leaving, then steps over to pick her up in a large bear hug. "Thank you for coming tonight Gwenna." She is then let back to the ground, with another nod, "Princess Gwenna, it has been a good night thank you for sharing in it with us."

Gwenna dips her head to Tila. "Let me know once you're settled and I will make sure to clear some time for us to do so." Then the Redrain's eyes positively light up when Ivy taps the pin on her blouse. "Oh, Lady Ivy, I tell you that fountain is a wonder. I think we all spent half the reception beside it," she says and laughs. That laugh ushers forth again at the lifting bear hug from the Marquis. Once she's settled back on the ground, she beams a smile at him. "Truly, I was very honored to be invited and thank you again. Your hospitality is becoming something of a legend." That said, she lifts her hand to wave and make her way out.

Gwenna has left the a cozy window seat with overstuffed pillows.

Khaavren, a dutiful assistant, 2 Redrain Guards, Stompy leave, following Gwenna.

Noah moves to acquire a drink as they move towards Tila. The lessons give him pause and he makes sure not to stride like normal. He slows his walk to match Jaenelle's. "Poisoning sounds horrid." A faint smirk to that before she's pushing up on the other side of his mouth. "Can't. It hurts. It's not natural to smile. Are you trying to hurt me, Archduchess?" Noah bares his clenched teeth at her. "Like dith?" He opens his mouth when she says to do the opposite of his head voice. A drink is taken of HIS new drink. "This party is amazing. I think we should go to one every night of the week." A light comment given to her as he moves her in the direction of the one being honored tonight.

Cirroch turns back to Baldessare, "Thank you for asking Prince Baldessare. I am both over joyed that my sister is here with us, and anxious to hear from my Marquessa of news to if it is time for me to come meet our newest children." As a server passes by Cirroch grabs one of the wine glasses, taking the smallest of sips from it.

"I felt the same way, Artur. Trust me on that." When he's clasped on the shoulder, Nazmir gives a smile, "Thanks. Some day, I'm certain you'll change your feeling. Or we'll just get Gwenna to find you the most proper of matches." A wink is given and then he's looking over towards Gwenna, "Of course, Cousin. I completely understand. It was good to see you. Enjoy your evening." A smile to Sabella and then he's looking to Ivy, to give a chuckle as he offers, "Perhaps another time."

Kaia smiles to Cirroch, "Oh, you are to be a father again? My most sincere congratulations, Marquis Sanna." Another sip is taken from the horn and then she glances about the room. Taking in what is happening.

Valencia gracefully rises from her seat and smooths her dress as she scans the room again. Tucking a tendril of raven black hair behind her ear she turns back to Patrizio and smiles softly as she waits for his reply.

Baldessare nods along with Cirroch's words. When the Marquis turns to grab his glass, Baldessare says something very quietly to Kaia, gaze still on the unfolding events of the room. He has another brief frown, before the smile returns.

Tila smiles down at Atoli. "I am not sure what type of mother I will be. I have unfortunately spent very little time around these adorable littles ones. Maybe Atoli can help me figure that out."

She looks back to Kiera. "Please let me know when you are next going to a salon and I will accompany you."

A chuckle, apparent more from the smile on his features than from any sound from the Pravusi prince, but Patrizio's shaking his head to Valencia and rising from his place, offering her his arm.

Kaia seems a bit startled as all of a sudden she's receiving whispers on both ears on two very different topics. It almosts makes her spurt out her drink. Her cheeks going slightly red as she tries her best to make sense of both conversations before attempting to answer.

"Thank you for your hospitality, Marquis. It was lovely to meet your sister finally and to see your home again," she nods warmly as she moves to Patrizio's side and delicately takes his offered arm. "Lovely to meet you Lady Tila. I hope we see you again soon." To Jaenelle and Baldessare there is a warm nod of farewell, the princess not wishing to interrupt their conversation and one for Lady Kaia, Prince Noah and the others as well. "Shall we?" she smile to Patrizio.

"Something like that. As a Grayson, you should know that duty hurts but we must do it regardless of if we like it or not. That is why the word duty doesn't flow as satisfying from the tongue as pleasure seems to," Jaenelle explains, totally not making it up as she goes. "Duty is harsh and unforgiving, expected." When they reach Tila, Jaenelle offers a polite dip of her head, "Lady Tila, I have heard this party is due to your return to Arx. I hope that the city provides you with endless opportunities, beauty, and growth and it will feel like home instead of a pause between returns to Giant's Reach." Then Jaenelle turns back towards Noah, expectantly, adding for him, "a party every night? What would I even wear?"

Sabella's smile curves higher as she looks between Ivy and Nazmir. "Prince Nazmir, it has been some time, no? You have found yourself a wonderful bride. Lady Ivy, do let me know when? I will think of the perfect gift." She bids Gwenna farewell before looking around again, watching Noah carefully and with mild surprise as he is with Jaenelle. "I have been a terrible guest and not introduced myself to the guest of honor this evening, pardon me." The Grayson princess gets Tila's attention with a wave and a bow of her head. "Lady Tila Sanna, I am Princess Sabella Grayson. Marquessa Sasha is a cousin of mine. It is lovely to meet you, and I hope you have a splendid time here in the city. If there is anything you might need? Do let me know."

Cirroch turns from a quiet aside to nod to Valencia, another nod to Patrizio, then "You are always welcome to my home, as you welcome us to yours! Though you didn't think you would be able to escape without a hug?"

Patrizio, too, inclines his head to Cirroch and Tila. "A pleasure, truly. We'll have to find an excuse to spar again soon, my lord" says he to the Marquis, and there's that smile to Valencia. "I think we shall, assuming the snow hasn't swallowed the whole of the city." He's teasing, surely, but there's that note of his southern distaste for the weather without as he's making sure that his centurions are following, though Cirroch's comment gets a blink and a playfully coy smile. "My good Marquis. I didn't think we were at the point of hugs, unless it was grappling." Oh, the delight in that tone, even as he's easing so that he's not perhaps between his companion and their host.

Tila curtsies to Patrizio and Valencia. "Thank you for visiting our home, your highnesses. I trust we shall see each other soon.

Noah looks at Jaenelle and then Tila. Then back to Jaenelle. He looks pained with a 'do I have to' look before he huffs a breath. He smiles in the correct manner towards Tila. "It is good to me-" Noah pauses at something and arches one brow above his left eye at Jaenelle. A quick continue. "-et you. You don't look annoying." He looks towards Jaenelle as if for approval. A nod towards Sabella arriving back over to them as well.

"Of course, Your Highness. I will make sure to send out notice of the celebration well in advance so people can have time to attend if they wish," Ivy smiles warmly towards Sabella before the Princess goes to greet Tila and Cirroch. She turn the smile to Nazmir and murmurs something softly to him before lifting a brow.

Kiera hms "I will be sure to. I hope Cirroch intends to visit valardin again soon a bringing you along. Laurent is hosting a jubilee soon "She begins to move to Cirroch Kaia and Baldessare "Lady Kaia, Pleasure to see you again "Then to Baldessarre "I don't believe we've met Lady kiera Wyvernheart

"Thank you, Princess Sabella. I consider myself quite lucky." A smile tugs to his lips and then Nazmir is glancing around the room, taking in the patrons before turning his attention towards Ivy and leaning in for that murmur. A smile tugs to his lips and he's giving a shake of his head and a murmur in return.

Tila turns her attention to Jaenelle, Noah, and Sabella. She curtsies, give them a congenial smile. "Archduchess, Prince, Princess. Thank you for coming."

Baldessare inclines his head to Kiera. "Lady Wybvernheart, it is a pleasure to meet you. I am Prince Baldessare Velenosa." He smiles warmly, still sipping his drink.

The little vixen offers Cirroch a warm and affectionate smile. Politely excusing herself from Patrizio's side for a moment, she moves toward the mountainous northerner. Reaching out, there is a gentle cupping of his cheek and a fond smile. "You are incorrigible," she laughs softly. "Never change. And tell your love that she has been misse when she returns home," she nods and standing on tiptoes offers to place a light kiss upon his cheek before drifting back to Patrizio's side. "Come see me soon, Marquis of Sanna. You make my heart warm."

Kaia seems to be murmuring in between sips with both the Marquis Cirroch and the Prince baldessare. However, when Kiera approaches she is welcomed by the Malvici lady with a bright smile. "Lady Wyvernheart! Likewise. You look well. I would hope you are as well? I hear we might be gathering soon to plan the wedding for our beloved kin. I look forward to it."

Patrizio has left the an elegant alcove near the stairs.

Valencia has left the an elegant alcove near the stairs.

6 First Legion Centurions, Valencia leave, following Patrizio.

Kaia nods to Valencia as she issues her goodbyes.

Sabella's eyes widen at Noah as she hears what he says to Tila, her smile twitching. "What my cousin means to say, Lady Tila, is that you seem to be the epitome of a Northland lady and an asset to your house." One of her feet not-so-discreetly hits his shin. "Archduchess Jaenelle, it is always a treat to see you."

Tila gives Noah a sympathetic look. "I appreciate not being found annoying and did not see it as an insult, Princess Grayson."

Atoli, bored with the grown up conversations, has wondered over to the food. She looks carefully at the fruits, selecting the stickiest one before going back to her aunt's side.

Jaenelle smiles brightly towards Sabella as the woman approaches, reaching out to squeeze the Grayson Princess' hand. A much more personal, affectionate greeting than with others. "It has been too long, Princess Sabella." Her eyes shift then towards the other Grayson, "improvement, but could be better. Perhaps next time leave off annoying and replace it with another word that means something similar yet less harsh. Princess Sabella, I am uncertain if Prince Noah will suddenly fall to the floor and die at any moment, but it was not my fault. I also wished to tell you that you look rather fascinating tonight, your earrings are nothing like I have ever seen before."

Kiera smiles "Indeed I am looking quite forward to it though I know nothing of planning a wedding. I'm sure i will learn a great deal from you

A slight blush as Valencia leaves her kiss before leaving, a nod and quiete word to her as well. Then turning to Kiera, "Lady Kiera, it is a joy that you made it." Cirroch welcomes Kiera, then is stopping for a moment while he looks over to Tila maybe to watch how she responds to Noah, though there is a smirk on his face for Noah's comment. Then a little glance to watch Atoli as she digs through the foods that remain. He returns his attention to Baldessare, Kaia, and Kiera.

"She said it was fine." Noah offers as a complaint to the other two women. Then he looks at Jaenelle for a moment as he's setting his drink down. The blues of his eyes move back to Tila. "You don't appear frustrating." He lifts his brow to Jaenelle. He changed the words. Also, his now free hand may come up to find the back of Sabella's head for kicking him. The drink is taken back to his hand to drink from it. "Now Jaenelle.." He frowns a moment as if her name doesn't sound right when he uses it. ".. I would trust you to make sure you weren't around and with an alibi if I were to fall to the ground." He upnods his head towards Cirroch. Then he looks at Jaenelle. Looks at Sabella. Looks at Sabella's earrings. A soft look of resignation on his features.

Kaia chuckles and nods to Kiera. "Ah, well there's always a time to learn. I'll be sure to do my best to have you become an expert at it.~" she tells Kiera, before issuing a little wink. She would take a final sip at her drink and set it aside for one server to take away. A glance given to Baldessare would have him meet a sweet smile, "Your highness it's been, truly, a pleasure.~" Then to Marquis Cirroch, "Marquis Sanna, your are a delght of a host. I look forward to many more celebrations and of course your tutelage. Know you have earned yourself a new friend in the south." she notes. "Lady Kiera." she says, giving the lady another glance. "All of you, please, do excuse me. I'm afraid it's getting late for me. I did promise my husband I'd return in time to have dinner with them all. Do stay safe in this times. I hope we meet again soon."

Jenkins, an armed champion have been dismissed.

Tila curtsies again to the three before taking Atoli by the hand and moving over towards the window. She passes her horn off to a servant with a grateful smile before sitting down, cleaning the child's sticky hands.

Baldessare inclines his head to Kaia. "It was a pleasure to meet you as well, Lady Malvici. Until we next meet."

Kiera nods "Be well Lady"she sys as the Lady moves to leave

"A pleasure to see you again as well Lady Kaia, I'll have a missive sent for the next opening in my schedule and we can meet to work on your technique."

Listening to Ivy, Nazmir is giving a nod of his head, only to then scan the room until his gaze settles on Cirroch. For a moment, it looks as if the Redrain Prince is going to bellow something out, but he instead chooses to make his way over in the direction of the Marquis, so that a grin can be offered, "Well done, Cirroch. Only thing that would have made it better is if Sasha could have been here. But, she'll be impressed with it from the review I send, I'm certain." A wink and then, "For now, Ivy and I must take our leave."

Kaia nods to Cirroch, to Baldessare and Kiera and then moves to depart.

Jasper, a treasure hunting gyrfalcon, Renato, an overconfident attendant, Bastien, a strapping Malvici escort leave, following Kaia.

Tila has joined the a cozy window seat with overstuffed pillows.

Cirroch has finished the wine and is looking for the next server to come by, instead Ansgar manages to pop up with a horn or whiskey. "Nazmir, we will have many more parties soon. Many little Sanna's are on their way to meet us. Sasha should enjoy reading a missive from you. It has been a good night." Looking to Baldessare, "Naz, Have you had the pleasure of meeting Prince Baldessare of Velenosa?"

Ivy makes her way over towards Cirroch with Nazmir, leaning in to offer a kiss to the man's cheek and a smile, "Thank you very much for hosting us. And of course, you will always be welcome at Blackram should you feel the need to stretch your legs." Turning towards Tila, she offers a warm smile, "It was truly a pleasure to meet you, Lady Tila. I will look forward to getting to know you better." Then Nazmir's being introduced to another royal and she turns to smile that direction.

Sabella narrows her eyes at Noah, refusing to let him get her to yell at him. Instead, she smiles. She might be plotting some other horrible thing, like getting him a pink fur coat. "The earrings were the creation of Master Ripley," she tells Jaenelle. "And we should get together sometime, plan something extraordinary, make my cousin attend it and be nice to people."

"Thank you Lady Ivy, we will take you up on that offer by letting our mini army roam freely." Cirroch is smiline with a laugh that echoes off of the walls. Then he spots Tila and with a hand to his chest Cirroch nods to those around him "Will you excuse me for a moment?" He then is nodding to Ansgar who follows along after the Marquis towards the window seating.

Cirroch has joined the a cozy window seat with overstuffed pillows.

Baldessare nods to Cirroch before smiling broadly to Nazmir, baritone voice full of warmth. "Prince Redrain, your reputation proceeds you in the best of ways. I am delighted to make your acquaintance."

Tila has picked up a tired looking Atoli, rocking her gently on the seat. She smiles at Cirroch. "I think she is ready." Tila looks over at the remaining guests.

"I have never been in the same room with someone who fell to the floor after we drank from the same glass before," Jaenelle assures Noah, reaching to take the hand he used to get even with Sabella, attempting to hold it in her's so it can't do further damage, "perhaps that should be lesson three. Plausible deniability." There is a laugh for Sabella's plotting, "I am sure he would adore such an event, he has said he wishes to attend a party every evening. What better than to showcase his charm and availability. Ah Master Ripley, he does beautiful work and it is amazing to see what inspires him to create."

"Prince Baldessare, thank you for your kind words. It is a pleasure to meet you." A smile is given and then Nazmir looks to Tila, "A pleasure to see you again, Tila. I'm certain it won't be the last time." Then, another nod to Cirroch and a quick grin before he's looking to Ivy, "Lead on, my lady."

Kiera smiles towards Nazmir "It is a pleasure to meet you. We will soon be welcoming you to the Oathlands soon



Ansgar takes Atoli from Tila, careful not to wake the little heir up and proceeds to take her out of the ballroom. Only to stop for a moment to notice that her hands are still covered with some honey from the treats that she had been eating.

Cirroch takes a seat next to Tila and nods to the guests with a smile.

Noah tightens the hand on Jaenelle's hip a bit more. It's not to hurt her, but he tightens it. Then he watches as Tila moves away. His eyes move from Sabella to Jaenelle. Then to Sabella. Then to Jaenelle. "No." The word is just spoken. "I do not agree to this friendship. I need you both to hate each other right now." This does not end well for him.

Noah's hand is allowed to be grabbed as well.

Sabella checks charm and performance at normal. Sabella is successful.

Smiling up at Nazmir, she gives a small nod to him and murmurs, "Of course." She looks back to Sabella and smiles broadly, "Do let the Bard's College know if His Highness needs reminder in song and/or saga form! I'm certain we could come up with something appropriate to have sung at all his gatherings!" THen she's tucking her hand into Nazmir's arm and leading them towards the door, and back towards the Valardin ward.

"A pleasure,my Lady. And yes, it won't be long until that happens. Unforutnatey, we must take our leave now." Nazmir offers that to Kiera just as he and Ivy prepare to leave.

Jenkins, an armed champion leaves, following Nazmir.

Treb, a restless direhorn, Rascal, a large striped skunk, Dash, a Kite of the Cloudspine, Nazmir leave, following Ivy.

Baldessare turns back to Kiera. "Lady Wyvernsheart, you are an adventuress, correct?" His tone is warm and curious.

A raised eyebrow from Sabella is all the response Jaenelle's mentioned of Noah wanting to attend a party every night gets. At first. The other eye brow rises when Noah demands the friendship not exist. She looks at Jaenelle with a truly mean glare. "Well! I see how you are, Jaenelle Velenosa! Saying /lies/ about my darling cousin and how he would /party/? Preposterous! Slander! I refuse to speak with anyone so absurd!" She sniffs in disdain before looking at Noah, shrugging, and grinning. "No, I did not enjoy that. Friendship it shall be."

Tila has left the a cozy window seat with overstuffed pillows.

"No" Jaenelle forms the word as if learning it for the first time, slowly and over exaggerated. "Hm" she then ponders, brows furrowing slightly. There is a look of amusement even as Sabella begins to grow upset and the rant begins. She waits patiently, nodding at the end when she then comes to the conclusion that the friendship remains. "Sabella and I sat together during assembly of peer meetings, whispering back and forth during to keep the other calm and in good spirits during discussions. She has stopped me from calling someone an idiot at least once. You'll have to forgive me if I pick her," and her head motions towards Sabella. "But, I think you'll survive. You are a Grayson, after all."

Kiera nods "More a scholar who has been known to adventure in a quest for knowledge at times, your highness . i've been working to hone my diplomatic skills in my new role of voice of wyvernheart as well

Tila stands up, taking Cirroch's hand and turning back to the rest of the room.

"Indeed," Baldessare replies with some interest. "I would love to read about some of your expeditions if you have put them to paper." As Cirroch and Tila rise, he turns his attention back to them, inclining his head.

Noah looks up as the party seems to be clearing out. "I shall never recover from your rejection. I will just use the pain to fuel all my other bad decisions. So next challenge? Your fault." He smiles to Jaenelle before wiping the smile and looking back towards Sabella. "I liked you better before you learned how to talk. However, ladies, I think the party is winding down. I'm okay if you want to find liquor somewhere." So much alcohol. His eyes move over those gathered as if to invite them silently too. He uses his non-Jaenelle hand to down his drink and then looks towards Sabella.

Cirroh leads Tila back to where Jaenelle, Sabella, and Noah are. "Princess Jaenelle, Princess Sabella. We name our ballistaes after strong woman in the March, and launch weak men from them to learn not to upset them. May I have the pleasure of naming such weapons after you and giving flight lessons to Prince Noah?"