Aneka, 3 Iron Guardsmen, Meeka arrive, following Merek.

Gino, a surly sailor arrives, following Antonio.

Eleyna arrives into the ballroom in her typical outfit of umbra accented with red of some type. Tonight, it is garnets studding the bodice of her gown, which is rather tight around a most decidedly rounded middle. She takes a moment to glance around, taking in the space for a moment before looking for a place to sit and perhaps a glass of wine to wet her throat.

Niccolo enters the ballroom along with Deva. With him is his usual retinue of guards as well as Romina, whom seems to shadow the archduke wherever he goes. He leads the archduchess to the throne, but doesn't sit down and rather stands in front of him. From that vantage point, he's able to look at most of the ballroom. Rather than speak right away, he watches, offering a faint smile to those already present while he scans the doors leading into the ballroom for new arrival. Rather than the usual leathers the archduke prefers to wear, he's dressed in elegant silks.

"You have one color too many." Blacktonge's raspy drawl intones right behind Eleyna as she appears, his cheshire smile following soon thereafter. "Black, only black. I thought we had been over this, darling dove niece?"

    Merek had decided to take his time to put on his black and golden silks, and has on around it his cloak which has the Iron Guard sigil upon the back. His black leather boots and fingerless leather gloves are well-adjusted, and he has his retainers with him. Once he has stepped in he finds his way to a drink, a light wine perhaps, then he makes his way to seat which he settles into. He opens up a small letter with him, and looks at it, then closes it. He normally doesn't show up to these things much, but he was invited. If Blacktongue is into black, then Merek has a lot of it over where he's sitting.

The lawyer of Merchant Road, Mira Matessi, arrives quietly, wearing a figure hugging dress of black and red that ends at the knees, with translucent, gossamer webbing falling lower. A light jacket is worn over the dress, clasped at the throat and featuring an open window over her bust, before being buttoned again over her stomach. Her stockings have red ribbons along the seam, along with very fine, hard to see detailing, that almost looks like numbers.

Mira's fox-red hair is done up in a twist, with two pins through it, and a black silk choker circles her throat with a dull red stone at the center. As always, spectacles ride on her nose, framed with gold.

Meeka arrives, delivering a message to Malena before departing.

Malena arrives at the ballroom, dressed in purple, the dress swirls around her as she walks into the room. She moves towards her brother, her sweet smile lighting up her face as she goes to stand by her twin. She gives a shy look to the archduke and his wife.

Meeka was right beside Merek, so she literally likely just carries a package right across the room to Malena in the form of an entire trunk.

3 Fidante House Guards, Alejandro arrive, following Calista.

Walking into the ballroom, Isolde is on the arm of an unexpected person. Which is to say, she enters with an Inquisitor. The princess is clad in an umbra gown, with elegant gold accents, and a long slit up the side. Her long black hair has been twisted up into a simple bun and decorated with gold hairpins. She approaches her father and his wife first, smiling pleasantly. "You both look lovely tonight."

Eleyna glances over her shoulder and one of her rarer more genuine smiles curves her lips as she murmurs to the Harlequin, "You need to confer with your nephew. He's the one that encourages the red. He literally discarded everything else I own and outright forbid to leave the Estate in any shade of pink ever again." Her eyes catches that of Niccolo and she inclines her head toward him and lifts her brows, almost as if silently asking a question, before she directs her attention to Blacktongue, taking the man's arm as she murmurs, "Sit by me. I want a front row seat to your antics tonight."

A smirk on his face, Antonio slips into the ballroom, dressed in his usually militaristic blacks and grays. As usual, in large crowds, the prince chooses to stick around the edges while he gets his barrings.

It's a rare day that Deva has forced herself into an outfit more silk than leather. She accompanies Niccolo with a click of her heels across the floor, bright red hair left loose in soft curls. As they emerge to greet the attendees, she offers smiles for those she makes eye contact with. Not sitting down, at least just yet, she laces her fingers together in front of her and raises her voice. "Good evening everyone. Thank you for coming." She speaks loudly and clearly, having no issue with increasing her volume to be heard through the ballroom. "Please make yourselves comfortable. Even if you've forced yourself into a fancy yet uncomfortable outfit," her smile is wry. "This night is for all of you, because without you none of us would be standing here today." Her fingers twist into a quick wave for Isolde once greeted.

Viviana makes her way along into the Ballroom, taking a little glance around as she does. For her part, the Sword of Setarco is dressed in black an emerald green, though true to form her style is a bit more practical than the dresses many of the women here are favoring. Priorities being priorities, she finds herself drifting over towards a table and its accompanying wine.

One would expect raw delight to accompany one who has a Velenosa Princess on their arm. Alas, Alistair is without such emotion. Indeed, perhaps he knows he is being used to generate some kind of scandal or some such. Gossip and talk of the town. He was invited though, and the Prodigal's manners are up to tune enough to know to not turn down such an invitiation. Besides... it allows him to glower at those of station and power in his Inquisitorial way. He inclines his head in a bow to the Niccolo and Deva. "Archduke. Archduchess..."

Karadoc was looking dapper in his new suit, walking in arm in arm with his favorite cousin Kima. He was dressed in a sharp looking green suit, a flower tucked behind his ear in a jaunty fashion, his hair all a mess in that perfectly stylish way that either took hours infront of a mirror, or maybe he 'just woke like dis?'. Either way he looked around as they made it in, giving a smile and small nod to those he was familiar with.

Leta is in her finest brocade of violet and crimson, a robe worn over silk, loosely for the warm summer weather. The feathered hat on her head has the bright fresh color of newness. That and shiny weaponry, as she walks in with a strut to her stride, though her swagger is tempered by a certain stiffness as she takes in her surroundings. She fiddles with her attire and stands uncertainly in place for a while, taking the time to study the room and its occupants.

Mira is waiting near the edges of the party as people arrive, keeping to herself and remaining silent as people mill and mingle and murmur. Tugging at her body-hugging dress now and then, Mira glances about furtively, as if trying to be as inconspicuous as possible.

    Merek takes a moment to look around when he notices his sister coming over to him, and he offers Malena a soft hug, before he settles back into his seat. He offers an incline in the direction of Niccolo and company, a gesture of respect to all and sundry in that direction. He notices the Inquisitor and lifts a brow, but then his gaze is back on the happenings. He looks to his twin after a moment, "Good to see you, I was invited, don't normally come to dinners, I admit," he mentions aside. He notices Mira and offers a small wave.

"You look fetching in pink. It almost makes you look innocent, endearing. A doll of the finest porcelain." Blacktongue says in complete dead pan as he plucks a wine glass from a passing server's tray and offers it to Eleyna. Niccolo, Isolde, and Deva all get a flourished bow from the Harlequin, a doffing of an imaginary cap. True to his occupation, the man has painted his face in silver and black motely, a diamond over each eye and sharp lines to shadow his sharp cheekbones to add more of an impish cast to his unsettling smiles. His attire is still all black however. "Of course I will sit by you." and thus he does, leaving Eleyna victim to his charades for the evening.

Kima arrives with her cousin, Karadoc. The Baroness is, as should come as no surprise, dressed plainly - perhaps so that Karadoc might stand out more poignantly! Who ever said that only women could steal the catwalk? Arm in arm, Kima leads the way for the pair of them to find a place to sit, greeting people politely as she does so.

Malena murmurs as she leans in to give her brother a hug, "I am glad you came." She straightens and tells him sweetly, "At least then I can sit down next to someone I know well." She takes a seat next to Merek, and carefully arranges her skirt. She looks around to watch the nobles find their own seats.

Charlaine arrives, following Estaban.

Mira smiles and waves back to Merek, but as the majority of the guests start to arrive, Mira circles about to find a table to sit at, smoothing her umbra and seasilk dress under her as she goes. Crossing her legs, the curvy lawyer settles in with hands clasped on the table, waiting for the dinner to start. She hasn't said a word since arriving.

A small retinue of Fidante guards along with the Duchess of Roses' most trusted personal attendant, Alejandro, escort Calista to the Velenosa soiree. Despite the atrocities that have befallen the house lately, the young Duchess is resplendent in rich crimson seasilk that seems to flow along the lines of her licentious curves. She walks tall, gracefully, with purpose, as she crosses the threshold and briefly sweeps the room with the shadowed emerald of her eyes. She makes her way towards Deva and Niccolo, greeting them both first before finding Isolde. "Your Graces, it is an honor to see you both again." There is a tender curtsey and slight bow of her head offered to the Archduke and Archduchess of the Lyceum. As for any signs of distress, there are none. Calista is the epitome of composure.

"I think that's why he forbids me to wear it. He might feel a shred of guilt for tormenting me if I look innocent and sweet." Eleyna takes the wine glass with a murmured thanks and offers Deva a nod and smile as she leads Blacktongue toward one of the tables. Malena is given a nod in greeting. The pair of Karadoc and Kima are greeted as the princess murmurs, "Come sit with us, Baroness. I promise our table will be the most fun." Isolde, entering on the arm of an Inquistor, is given a look of amusement, brows lifted as she sweeps across the marble floor toward a table. Just as her pale blue eyes sweep away from her cousin, they find Calista and she waves her over as well.

Eleyna has joined the Libertine Table.

Blacktongue has joined the Libertine Table.

Niccolo spots Isolde and smiles at her, dipping his head. He looks at Eleyna next, letting his gaze linger there at that silent question and he lifts a brow, but retains the smile. When Deva speaks, he dips his head in agreement. "As the archdduchess says, today is about honoring the people that made it possible for a good number of us to be here," he points out. "So please, enjoy the dinner, the drink, and feel free to dance if you feel like it.
    Viviana catches the archduke's attention, and he inclines his head to his niece. Servers start filtering in through the side doors, bringing drink and appetizers for the guests. "While everyone was integral to the success of our war efforts, today we will also be honoring a few that distinguished themselves. The greeting from Alistair is returned and when Calista approaches he inclines his head. "Duchess."

The raven-haired princess arrives with a bright smile and a smooth, easy stride. She makes her way into the ball room, dark eyes gllimmering as she scans the crowd, her storm grey silks clinging to enticing curves and swirling gracefully off her hips and about legs as she moves. Valencia's expression is relaxed but there is a playful glint in her eyes as offers a somewhat polite but distant nod to her uncle and a much warmer smile for her cousins Isolde and Eleyna. Her brightest smile is saved for her beloved brother, offered without hesitation as she makes her way to greet him. "Brother," she offers with a grin. "Not here to make trouble I hope," she teases.

Isolde has joined the Libertine Table.

"Then you should still wear it, to torment him further. Give the man a challenge. He is an Artiglio by blood, after all. We hate easy prey unless famished." Blacktongue advises Eleyna with a flash of pearly whites. Calista's entrance is greeted with a blown kiss from his black gloved hand before he settles into his seat.

Mira has joined the Shadowy Alcove.

Viviana glances towards Niccolo, offering a smile and a little raised-glass salute to the archduke... though for the moment, she says nothing in that direction. There will be less interrupting times for greetings, after all. Instead, she finds her eyes casting about the room, in search of just the perfect place to sit. Or perhaps the perfect person to scandalize. It's really all the same in the end.

    Merek looks over to the conversation which is being had, while he considers it, then it is back upon Malena, "Ah, nice to see you too, I hope you like your gift," he tells her. He stands and inclines with respect when the Duchess arrives, then settles back after showing his Patron respect. He takes a small sip from his wine and lets out a thoughtful sigh.

Once Calista is close enough, Deva reaches out to give the Duchess' arm a quick squeeze and tips her head in a respectful bow. She doesn't bother with stumbling over any words, and her fingers quickly pull away to lace together at the small of her back. "Enjoy the refreshments, I believe we'll be passing out acknowledgements soon," there's a glance toward Niccolo, seeking confirmation. Her chin lifts in a quick greeting for Eleyna as the princess settles in.

Karadoc has joined the Libertine Table.

Merek has joined the Grand Duchess Throne.

Kima has joined the Libertine Table.

Malena smiles shyly at Eleyna when she looks her way. She nods as her brother asks her about the chest, "Oh yes, very much so. I've been looking for the perfect chest to put in my room and it looks like you found it." She shakes her head, "You always know what I need." She pauses as he greets his patron, not wanting to interfere.

Merek has left the Grand Duchess Throne.

Merek has joined the Decadent Couch.

Malena has joined the Decadent Couch.

Antonio has joined the Shadowy Alcove.

Smiling towards Calista, Isolde waits until they've all been greeted by her father to wave the duchess over. "You're the shining star of the dinner already." She teases, looking over her friend's dress with an expression of admiration. Alistair's arm is gently tugged into the direction of Eleyna and Blacktongue. "Come with us to sit, Duchess?" Isolde asks, before heading to the Libertine Table.

Alongside Karadoc, Kima joins the Libertine table.

It seems Alistair is to be tugged along, the vice like hold of the predator that is Isolde not letting her prey free just yet. Alistair gives a rather bland nod to Calista as Isolde greets her, and then he is tugged over to Eleyna and Blacktongue. The Inquisitor ponders how this all will affect his image. He will likely need to light some large structure on fire to restore his fear aura properly.

Alistair has joined the Libertine Table.

    Merek looks aside towards Malena and chuckles a bit, "Is it? I just look for things that mention apothecary. Which reminds me, I promised you something for when you found a place. Don't let me forget, I think you'll like it, as an apothecarist," he mentions. He then allows his gaze to move to the Duchess then Isolde then the whole other table full of nobles. He is content at the decadent couch. "I must say, Velenosian Noblewomen are the finest things the Gods have ever created," he tells his sister, with amusement. Perhaps to embarrass her. This is after all a Velenosian dinner. However still, if anyone overhears that, it's a compliment to be sure, and well-meaning.

"Thank you, Your Grace." Calista's words are soft and melodic as usual. Fingertips lightly press to Deva's squeezing hand. The gesture is acknowledge and gratefully accepted. As she pivots to turn towards Isolde and the small gathered crowd of her beloved Lycene folks, she arches a brow at Blacktongue and casually 'catches' the blown kiss, pressing it to her chest and replying with a playful wink. Her steps bring her beside Isolde and Alistair with the same sort of impish grin placed upon her lips as she is most known for. "Oh, shining star? You do love to flatter, Princess. I believe that award goes to you." Her friend is given the teasing of a pinch upon the arm before joining the table.

Calista has joined the Libertine Table.

Antonio was just on his way to skulk in the corner when his sister, Valencia approaches him. Her greeting is returned with a grin as she shakes his head. "No, darling sister. I'm not here to -make- trouble. Doesn't mean it won't find me. After all." A beat. "You did."

Mira has left the Shadowy Alcove.

Slightly late but perhaps fashionably so, Lady Vanora Pravus slinks into the ballroom in a garment of dark blue silk cut in Setarco's latest fashion. She lifts pale green eyes to look around, searching for familiar faces among the extended family.

Estaban walks into the ballroom looking around a small smile on his face he is dressed in nice silks that are of his house colors green and while, next to him on his arm is the beautiful Lady Charlaine leaning over to say something softly to her then heads in the direction of the Archduke and Dutchess giving a bow to them, "Your Grace, Dutchess Deva, good evening and thank you for the invite this evening." he smiles looking to Charlaine.

Leta's done fidgeting with her clothes, just so, ensuring everything is in its place before she sets her eyes on Niccolo and Deva. Not that she has anything to say, so she doesn't. She waits for a lull, then walks within view, bows, and offers a brief, "Your - uh, Graces." she says, hoping the plural is suitable, before backing away a couple of steps once more. There, that's done! She starts glancing around at the tables, uncertainly, toying with the hilts of her weapons for comfort.

Charlaine moves in with Estaban, she looks to him and then around her shy smile eatches across her lips. She murmers, to Estaban quietly before her eyes glitter and she looks over to whom he greets, "Your grace, Dutchess..." she greets in his wake.

Niccolo dips his head to Deva in confirmation. He looks around, waiting for people to be mostly settled before he speaks next. The servers are busy with the delivery of appetizers and drinks. "I think we can go ahead and start," he adds to Deva, with a glance to the crowd.

Malena flushes a bit at her brother's comment, "Yes, their dresses are beautiful." She gives him a fleeting smile. She keeps her attention on her patron, making sure to be alert in case he needs something. Then when Niccolo stays that things are getting started, she straightens her posture as she waits for the ceremony to begin.

"Lord Estaban! Don't go too far. You're first up," Deva gives the man a smile of greeting, and gestures with an upturned palm for him to stand near Niccolo. As a server passes, she looks very tempted to swoop up a glass with her free non-gesturing hand. But she resists. For now.

The little vixen nearly snorts, "You have no idea, brother mine," Valencia laughs giving the crowd a once over and another smile. She quickly stops a passing servant with a tray of drinks and liberated two glasses, handing one of to Antonio. "You look rather dashing, my sweetest brother. Who is the luckest of ladies tonight?" she teases, a bright smile is offered to Lord Karadoc and then Lord Estaban as he passes by.

Blacktongue makes a show of fanning himself with Calista catches his blown kiss. Why, the man even wilts a little in his seat until some poor fellow servant has to come and hoist him up again by his arms.

Deva also waves in a bright fashion at Leta with her hand instead.

Vanora lifts her gaze to take in the fashions that the Velenosa have chosen for the Ball. Her pale green eyes widen to take in the opulence and beauty, lingering briefly on the new ArchDuchess and visibly impressed.

Niccolo gets a Velenosa Gold Medal of Honor from a simple delivery pouch - RETURN TO SAMEERA COLDRAIN.

    Merek chuckles aside to Malena and shakes his head a bit. He then takes another sip of his wine. He looks down a moment, and sighs, "You know... The siege took so much," he opines, then his gaze is at the front, less somber, but thoughtful, as he watches the proceedings.

Charlaine lets Estaban's arm go, she nods her head to him and then she smiles before she finds herself a seat. She looks over to the Royals and dips her head in their direction before she looks back to the speaker.

Glass in hand, Viviana continues to watch the festivities for a moment before she slinks her way along over towards Vanora and offers a little smile. "Enjoying the party so far?" she asks quietly, her attention briefly flickering back towards the main 'presentation' taking place.

Calypso arrives to the party just a touch late. She takes a moment to find a suitable place to sit, nodding to a few as she passes. When she hears Estaban's name being called she gives the man a subtle nod.

Antonio takes the glass from his sister, smirking a little bit. "It just so happens, I'm unaccompanied this evening," he says, grinning broadly at Valencia, "I wouldn't want to insult any of my paramours by choosing one over the other." He holds his glass up to tap against hers.

Calypso has joined the Libertine Table.

Estaban nods his head to Deva, "I will not then." he speaks to Charlaine smiling letting her hand go from his arm and moves to stand near Niccolo his eyes sparkling a bit looking over the crowed gathers his hands come to clasp in front of him remaining silent for the moment.

Charlaine has joined the Shadowy Corner.

"Lord Estaban," Niccolo says, his dark brown eyes locked on the man when he approaches. "Your bravery in battle did not go unnoticed. You should know, Prince Aiden was grateful enough to contact me, and Lady Calypso also brought it to my attention. But I was there," the archduke asks. "And the way you selflessly put your own life in danger to save another, to save the prince, that kind of courage is admirable." The High Lord retrieves a medal from a pouch and presents it to the noble man. "Thank you, may the gods bless you for the bravery you displayed.

It's fancy party! Leta's still much too sober to be anything resembling comfortable in this setting, so she wanders until she finds herself a glass of wine, downing half of it in a few long sips, which is likely a waste of unattended wine. Why, she didn't even sniff at it for quality or for poison. Once she's done, she sighs and lets her wandering footsteps carry her to some corner of the room to watch the proceedings from.

Leta has joined the Shadowy Corner.

Malena looks excited when Estaban comes forward to be recognized by Niccolo. She gives a side glance to Merek, "Look...isn't he one of your fellow guards? Oh that's wonderful that he is being honored." She raises her glass of wine that she hasn't drunk yet and celebrates the award by taking a sip. She puts down the glass, looking to see Merek's reaction.

Calypso raises a glass of wine in Estaban's direction when he is presented his medal. "Well done, Lord Estaban."

Antonio spies Leta sort of pacing about and gives the young woman a wave before smirking at something his sister said to him, his eyes sparkling at Valencia's quip. He murmers a reply.

    Merek takes a moment to lift up his hands to applaud Estaban a small bit, in a quiet and respectful manner. He then lifts his wine for the man, in a toast, as he takes his time to look towards Malena, "Yes," he says, with a small nod, and chuckles, then looks back forward. He seems to be very somber now.

Eleyna lifts her glass in honor of Estaban as well.

Since her hands are free, Deva applauds for Estaban as the medal is presented. "Congratulations. Thank you for your service." She also offers a firm handshake after a moment of consideration.

Vanora claps for Esteban too, her expression pensive but warm as she observes the Archduke and Archduchess honoring his service.

Calista lifts her glass of wine in honor of Estaban.

Kima claps for her cousin, Estaban, smiling proudly from where she sits amongst others.

Belatedly, Isolde also raises her glass!

Leta lifts a hand to wave back in Antonio and Valencia's direction, inclining her head politely with a smile flashed over in that direction. She lifts her glass, takes a sip, then turns towards Niccolo and the ongoing ceremony, clapping her hands as well as can be after spending a few seconds searching for a place to rest her glass nearby.

Charlaine raises her glass and she claps as Estaban receives a medal. "congratulations!" she calls out her eyes sparkling as she sips on her drink

"Next up, Merek Black? Please rise," Deva crooks a finger, gesturing for the man to come join them for the next medal presentation.

Valencia has joined the Shadowy Alcove.

Estaban looks to Niccolo taking the medal as it is offered to him, "Thank you, your grace." he is not blushing this time at least or running out. He looks around as everyone clasps for him, he takes the medal and pins it onto his silk jacket. He looks to Deva shaking her hand as well a small smile on his face as he is thanked for his service again, he steps to the side out of the way now searching the room spotting some people he knows and heading for them.

    Merek stands up after a moment, blinking in surprise a small bit. Afterwards he makes his way over towards Deva and Niccolo after Estaban, and then bows with respect, one hand placed to shift his cloak to make it graceful. There's etiquette and devotion in the maneuver, as he then stands up straighter a bit.

Malena sits up proudly as her brother is called to be recognized. She smiles at Merek, her hands in her lap as she watches Estaban step aside so Merek gets his turn.

Conker, the Ornery Red Squirrel, Dame Barkley, a chocolate tri beagle arrive, following Joslyn.

Clapping quietly, Isolde smiles at Merek receiving an award!

Vanora has joined the Decadent Couch.

Viviana applauds politely as the next award is announced, a little smiling lingering on her face as she watches Merek make his way up to receive his award.

Niccolo offers Estaban a touch of a smile at his gratitude. He looks over at Deva when she calls the next name, and his eyes turn to the gathering, finding Malena first and finally Merek. "Master Merek Black," the archduke greets. "It seems heroism runs in your family," he looks over at Malena. Yours was the arrow that fell the first Bringer during that battle I'm told. But regardless, you fought with as much tenacity as many soldiers I've seen in the field of battle. You are a metalsmith by trade, if I'm not mistaken, yet you were ready to fight for your home and your loved ones," he offers the medal to Merek. "Thank you for your service, Master Merek."

Niccolo gets a Velenosa Gold Medal of Honor from a simple delivery pouch - RETURN TO SAMEERA COLDRAIN.

Calista applauds for her protege as he is called up to receive his medal of honor.

eventually Vanora finds somewhere to sit, joining a pair of strangers without much self consciousness. Perhaps it's the drink she's been nursing, wine from the Lyceum can be strong.

Joslyn makes a somewhat late entrance, hair damp from an apparent bath, she looks around curiously and moves over to Calista to greet her, though it seems that their table is quite full so she contents to just nod and smile, looking around to find another place to spend out the rest of the dinner.

Eleyna lifts her glass again in a toast for Merek as well. She waves over a servant to refill it, waiting patiently for the man to taste it before she's content to take it back.

Malena is surprised when Niccolo mentions her in the same sentence as heroism. She flushes a little but then claps when her brother is given his award. She then picks up her glass and raises it to her brother, giving him recognition for his deeds.

"Nice shot. From one archer to another," Deva gives Merek a small, almost sly, smile. Her hands join together in another round of polite applause. "Congratulations. Thank you." After offering another handshake, she swivels to look out toward the crowd and grins at a specific blonde. "Baroness Saik? You're next," she gestures toward Kima.

Viviana blinks as she spots Joslyn make her way in, a little smile forming at her lips as she slowly edges her way along over in that direction. Still watching the goings-on, of course, but conversation is far better than simply lurking. "Fashionably late?" she offers softly to the woman quietly, but cheerfully.

Estaban moves over to clasp Karadoc on the shoulder as a greeting and then kissing Kima's cheek as well, "Hello Cousins." he smiles to them then looks to Charaline, "If you will both excues me." he moves over in her direction he smiled to much when she cheered for him. He moves to her side and claps for Merek with a grin on his face, "Grats Merek!" and then his cousin is called and he watches her.

    Merek accepts his reward, and then folds it in a special and careful manner. To both the Archduke and Archduchess he does a special bow that uses both his arms, "Thank you," he states, simple, no extra words. A small quirk of his lip at Deva's words, then he shakes the hand in a polite manner, and afterwards he shifts and moves with his cloak trailing him back to his seat, smiling to Malena, then rubbing her shoulder, then settles down, "I heard you did well," he adds, which, she already told him the story! But for now, he waits for the next to applaud.

Kima gets to her feed, then strides forward until she's standing before Niccolo and Deva. She inclines her head to the pair of them, murmuring her thanks.

Karadoc gave a nod to Estaban, and then grinned as Kima was called up, watching her head over to the duke and duchess.

Clapping once again, Isolde grins at Kima!

Joslyn grins towards Viviana as she's greeted, nodding her head towards the Pravus Sword. "Took a bit of a swim, lost track of the time," she says with a chuckle, gesturing for Viviana to follow as Joslyn takes a seat, she applauds happily as Kima gets a medal.

"Joslyn." Calista murmurs a delicate greeting that is as soft and airy as feathers on the wind. Though no more is said at the moment in respect for the awards ceremony taking place. The Duchess applauds for Baroness Kima when the lady of the Saikland Greens is called up to receive her medal.

Eleyna drinks to Kima, offering the baroness a grin as she drains wine at a steady rate, though not nearly with the speed that Isolde seems to. The earns her cousin a look, but not another word as Blacktongue's offer to Calista has Eleyna choking on her win, since swallowing and laughing seem to be mutually exclusive activities. Luckily, there's a napkin nearby to prevent her from showering the table in Lenosian Red, but she's left taking deep breaths afterward.

Valencia offers Leta a bright smile back and then a gentle nod to Josyln as she arrives, sitting back and applauding politely as those getting awarded receive their due and quietly speaking to Antonio in between acceptances.

Ezekiel the German Shepherd arrives, following Artorius.

Charlaine smiles to both Doc and Kima, then over to Estaban before looking back over to Niccolo she smiles and clasps as she watches the medals being handed out.

Ezekiel the German Shepherd have been dismissed.

Joslyn has joined the The Scandal Couch.

Viviana applauds happily for the next recipient, giggling softly at Joslyn's response. "Has a way of happening" she replies lightly, even as she moves to follow along with the woman and settle next to her on the couch.

Viviana has joined the The Scandal Couch.

Niccolo dips his head to Merek, then turns over to Kima. Those dark brown eyes grow intense as they study the woman. He lifts a brow, "Baroness. Some are born leaders, some make themselves leaders and some, show they are true leaders in the field of battle. All soldiers know that there is a chance they might pay the ultimate price. It is a very special soldier, the one that both leads and seeks to protect fallen soldiers. Thank you for your service." He offers her the medal.

Niccolo gets a Velenosa Gold Medal of Honor from a simple delivery pouch - RETURN TO SAMEERA COLDRAIN.

Calypso raises her glass for Kima as she is called up. Something of a rare proud smile graces her steeled features upon hearing Niccolo's words.

Artorius arrives in the ballroom, knowing full well he's late. He simply goes with the flow, walking in wearing his coat and nice clothes underneath, taking a seat in an empty chair and remaining fairly quiet for now.

Karadoc gave a nod, and raised his glass, giving a big cheshire grin for his cousin.

Cupping the medal within her hands, Kima nods again, this time smiling. "You do me much honor." That said, however, Kima does not dally. She makes her way back to the table, so that the next recipient might have a clear path to the Archduke and duchess.

"Congratulations, Baroness. Thank you. I admire your ferocity." Deva offers a smile, extending a hand toward Kima for a brisk handshake. "Dame Leta, if you would," she gestures toward Niccolo.

Malena raises her glass to Kima, looking very impressed by how Niccolo describes her service.

Merek lifts up his wine, and another small applause.

Estaban found a drink and he raises his glas to his cousin with a grin on his face, "Congrats Cousin!" he takes a long drink and smile on his lips looking to Merek putting a hand out to him, "Gratz Merek." he looks to Malena, "It is good to see you again Malena." he smiles.

"Thank you, thank you," Kima says to all those who were congratulating her. "I was surrounded by many brave men and women that day." Taking her seat, the blonde appears quite content.

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Leta points to herself, eyebrows arching at Deva, and drains the last of the wine in a single gulp. Possibly disrespectful towards the wine, but she still needs a couple of seconds to locate a place to put her glass down. So instead of walking straight towards Niccolo and Deva, she makes a detour, puts the glass down, and tugs on her clothes as she wanders over. Her gait's a little stiff, ending in a mildly awkward bow. Though she does do a nice flourish with her hat as she removes it. "Yes, your Grace."

Artorius clapped for Kima as he makes it in time to see her get a reward for her service. A wide smile on his features.

Eleyna actually sets her wine glass down for a moment to offer Leta applause and a little cheer.

Calista clap-claps for Leta when she is called to receive her medal of honor.

Niccolo inclines his head to Kima, then turns his attention to Leta. A faint grin touches his lips when he hears his wife call to the knight of Lenosia. "There is a reason I knighted you, Dame Leta," the archduke says. "And you proved it time and time during the siege. You are brave, you are humble, and you will fight fiercely for your loved ones. I know this, I see it. And I hope I continue to see it in the years to come. Thank you for your service," he offers the medal to Leta.
    "There are two more people that we are honoring for their distinguished service tonight. One of them is not here, but I'd like to speak of her still. Lady Eirene Malvici. Lady Eirene spent countless hours healing the wound both in the House of Solace and at the Seawatch Gate. Bravery is not reserved only for those fighting and thanks to her skill in the healing arts, may came out from that war alive. I'll be sending her medal to her." A pause and he dips his head to Deva, indicating for her to continue.

Niccolo gets a Velenosa Gold Medal of Honor from a simple delivery pouch - RETURN TO SAMEERA COLDRAIN.

Merek applauds once more, and toasts once more, his wine low at this time, while he then applauds the next announcement after that as well in addition.

Malena tells Estaban softly, "I am glad to see you have recovered fully m'lord, and that His Grace recognized you..." She looks to her brother as well, "Both of you for your service." She raises her glass to Leta who is next to be awarded a medal and takes another sip of her wine.

More clapping from Isolde, this time for Leta!

Karadoc gave a nod, and a smile, clapping for Leta, and for the mentioning of Eirene as well.

Artorius claps for Leta and Eirene's honorable mention, happy that so many were being honored.

Calypso inclines her head towards Leta when she receives her metal. "Well earned." She comments from her seat at the table. And at the mention of Eirene, Calypso raises her glass towards Niccolo at his words for her Aunt.

"Thank you, Dame Leta. I look forward to the opportuntiy to work together in the future," Deva says warmly, extending a hand. She is not exempt from the congratulatory handshakes either. As Niccolo speaks of Eirene, she dips her head politely, and takes a moment to clap for the medic. "And finally, Lady General-- it's your turn," she grins at Calypso, waving her up in a fashion more casual than formal.

Joslyn applauds from her place on the couch as Leta accepts her medal, sipping at her wine as she curls up on the couch beside Viviana

Valencia turns from what seems to have turned into a rather serious conversation to offer Leta a warm and gentle smile before turning back to Antonio.

Karadoc smiled, and gave a nod as Caly was called up.

Viviana applauds lightly as more awards are offered, settling back happily into the couch where she's perched as she continues to watch the festivities.

Eleyna just keeps clapping and cheering as Eirene is mentioned and then Calypso is called up in recognition of her service.

Calypso sets her drink down and rises from her chair, approaching Niccolo and Deva in her cool, collected way. She inclines her head deeply to the pair in stoic respect.

Artorius beams when Calypso is called up and claps for her as well.

Blacktongue is overheard praising Calypso for: Well done, Sunshine! You are radiant as always!

Calista claps a little more enthusiastically for Calypso.

This time, Isolde stands up to clap! Calypso deserves the praise.

Estaban looks over and a grin comes to his face when Calypso is called up.

Merek is overheard praising Calypso for: Great work!

Isolde is overheard praising Calypso for: Beautiful and badass.

Artorius is overheard praising Calypso for: Excellent leadership!

Niccolo gets a Velenosa Gold Medal of Honor from a simple delivery pouch - RETURN TO SAMEERA COLDRAIN.

Malena raises her glass to the Lady General as she goes to get her award.

Merek is overheard praising Malena for: Best twin.

Leta accepts the medal with a slight frown of focus, so she doesn't do anything untoward, and a slight reddening of her rosy face. "Thank you, your Grace. Hmm. Thank you." she opts out of saying anything other than thanks, and nods a couple of times, giving the medal a curious look before reaching out her hand towards Deva's. Carefully. "Thank you." three times is about right. She bows again, then backs away politely towards the nearest glasses of wine.

Calista is overheard praising Calypso.

Niccolo offers a wry smile at Calypso's stoic demeanor. "This medal is not enough," the archduke says. "The amount of work, the amount of coordination, everything you have done for the Compact, for the people of Arx, for the refugees. I don't know that there is anything that can properly recognize you," he says. He produces the medal and looks at it. He steps over to Calypso and seeks to gently put it around her neck. "Thank you. For everything."

Niccolo is overheard praising Calypso.

Niccolo is overheard praising Leta.

Malena is overheard praising Merek for: I am so proud of my brother.

Niccolo is overheard praising Kima.

Niccolo is overheard praising Merek.

Niccolo is overheard praising Estaban.

Niccolo is overheard praising Eirene.

Eleyna is overheard praising Calypso.

Eleyna is overheard praising Leta.

Eleyna is overheard praising Kima.

Eleyna is overheard praising Merek.

Eleyna is overheard praising Estaban.

Eleyna is overheard praising Eirene.

Karadoc gave a sigh, looking a bit crestfallen. He spoke quietly to his cousin, and then started too make his way out.

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

Vanora has left the Decadent Couch.

Alistair is overheard praising Calypso.

Charlaine watches Karadoc leave and she stands from her seat, she moves over to speak to Estaban, her eyes conserned.

Calypso lowers her head as Niccolo places the medal around her neck. "It is an honor to serve House Malvici, House Velenosa and The Crown, your Grace." A brief smile is passed between both Niccolo and Deva before she turns to take her seat once more.

Karadoc has left the Libertine Table.

1 Saik Guard, Bodyguard, A Cat leave, following Karadoc.

Niccolo gets a Velenosa Gold Medal of Honor from a simple delivery pouch - RETURN TO SAMEERA COLDRAIN.

Estaban puts his drink down and claps for Calypso, "Yeah! Lady General!" he leans in to listen to something that is whispered to her and his eyes dart to Karadoc and he looks to her. "I will be right back." he starts out after Karadoc.

Rohm the Blackguard arrives, following Caelis.

Valencia watches Lord Kardoc leave and shakes her head. A curse word is possibly heard from her sweet lips or she might have sneezed. It's hard to tell.

Kima claps for Calypso, smiling broadly as the general receives her medal.

Artorius claps for Calypso as she receives her reward, a smile crossing his lips widely in a beautiful grin.

"Thank you, Lady General," Deva offers one last handshake for Calypso, and a smile for the woman. "Thanks to all of you -- every one of you. We appreciate everyone's service, efforts, and bravery in protecting all our lives. To all of you," she finally grabs a glass of whiskey - sorry, no wine tonight - and raises it in a toast for the remaining crowd.

Charlaine has left the Shadowy Corner.

Slipping in a little late, Caelis is pucking an owl feather from her dress. Seeing Calypso is receiving an award she claps from the door and looks for her brother to join, drifting that way.

    Merek looks around, and once it seems all is finished, he applauds and then offers up his drink in toast, and finishes it. With a look to Malena, "I'm going to attend a few things, I'll see you another time perhaps." He then inclines to anyone still around in his vicinity, and shifts his cloak, ready to make his way on.

Niccolo dips his head to Calypso, turning from her to Deva when his wife speaks. He smiles at her words and dips his head in agreement. He obtains a goblet of wine from a servant, and lifts it up close to Deva's glass of whiskey to join her toast. "To all of you," he echoes the archduchess, "To the people of the Lyceum," he adds and after the toast, drinks.

Artorius smiles to Caelis when she enters and moves over to him. "Hello dear sister. You look lovely tonight." he smiles warmly.

Calypso raises her glass in unity. "To the Lyceum." She echos. Spotting Caelis' arrival she offers a nod.

Malena gives a nod as her brother takes his leave, giving him a smile as he makes his way out. She stays at the dinner, content to watch those around her and quietly sip her drink.

"To the Lyceum. To those who served and to those who fell!" Eleyna calls out as she lifts her glass in a toast as well and drinks deeply.

Joslyn raises her own wine glass in appreciation, drinking to the toast, quirking her lips with a smile as she remains in her place on the couch.

Viviana raises her glass to the toast as well, echoing "To the Lyceum" before she takes a long sip from its contents, leaving the glass nearly empty.

Estaban moves over to Kima to speak with her then nodding his head he looks to Charlaine and smiles grabbing a drink not wanting to miss the toast and raises it, "To the Lyseum!" he looks over spotting Caelis and a smile crosses his features.

"Apologies, Antonio. I am not in the best of moods. So much has happened to sour even sweetest of smiles and I have been feeling unwell of late," she shakes her head again and smiles ruefully. "And so the world rolls on," she offers with a little smile, she dabs her nose delicately with a handkerchief, there is a small, gentle smile to Joslyn before she turns back to Antonio again. "Would you care to walk me back?"

"The Lyceum," Kima toasts as well, and then she quietly slips off, but not before giving Estaban a stealth half-hug around the shoulders.

Merek says, "To the Lyceum."

Merek makes his way on quietly.

Merek has left the Decadent Couch.

Aneka, 3 Iron Guardsmen, Meeka leave, following Merek.

Joslyn returns that soft smile to Calista, biting her lip as she overhears her words. "I'll see you soon, Calista," she offers a soft nod of her head.

"Now! Enjoy dinner, dance the night away, and chug all the drinks you care to have," Deva grins briefly at the crowd, before she finally sinks into a chair while the festivities begin.

Isolde raises a half filled glass. "To the Lyceum!"

Antonio nods his head toward Valencia, "Sure, I'll walk you home," he says. Whatever their conversation was, it must have been dire, as the prince is not wearing his customary smile.

Kima has left the Libertine Table.

The Inquisitor Alistair raises a glass as well in silent toast to his kind hosts. He even sips it a bit. Woo party.

Leta finds another glass of wine and gets to drinking it, snatching it right out of the servant's hands before the poor fellow even has a chance to taste it. There will be no tasting Leta's wine. Why, Leta herself barely tastes it. She lifts it to the toast with a smile, and then drinks the better half of it with a swig and a sigh, before settling into a quiet seat.

Malena raises her glass to Lyceum and takes a drink. She is in a good mood as she starts to enjoy her dinner. She doesn't mind eating off to herself, and is comfortable in her own company. It gives her plenty of opportunity to watch others at the event.

Estaban returns the hug to Kima then breaths deeply looking to Charaline, "WOuld you care to dance?" he asks her then leans in to whisper something to her.

Valencia nods and offers Antonio as sad smile and apologetic smile. "You are the best brother a girl could ask for. Thank you." The little princess offers her customary nods farewell to her family and waits for Antonio to say his goodbyes as well.

Antonio has no goodbyes. He just leaves, sister in tow.

Antonio has left the Shadowy Alcove.

Valencia has left the Shadowy Alcove.

Gino, a surly sailor, Valencia leave, following Antonio.

Artorius offers a wave to Valencia with a kind smile as she seems to be taking her leave.

Niccolo simply dips his head to Deva's words to the crowd and sits down next to his wife. He takes her hand in his, and speaks quietly to her. By now, the servers are bringing out the rest of the dinner, and the drinks, end everything else that makes a high fancy dinner, a dinner.

Scooting over to her brother, Caelis offers the little feather she found on her dress to Artorius. "Sorry I am late. I missed you." she tells him softly. "Got caught up playing cornhole. How are you?"

Artorius smiles to Caelis and looks down to her feather that was given to him. "Oh, thank you." he puts it oddly in his ear. "I missed you too Cael. I'm sorry I haven't been around. Just been very busy of late." he shrugs "It's alright. I'm doing good, just exhausted lately." he smiles "How are you?"

Estaban spots Caelis and walks over to her leaning down to give her a small hug and a pat on Artorius shoulder, "Good to see you both, I will back in a few." he sighs and m oves to head out to handle something.

Calypso manages slip out through the crowd with out saying a word. Perhaps unnoticed?

Calypso has left the Libertine Table.

Malena has left the Decadent Couch.

Deva raises a brow at whatever Niccolo says. Her reply is low, expression still skeptical. When the food is brought out, her distracted focus remains mostly on the drink in hand. Aside from a few bites here and there.

Niccolo chuckles and inclines his head to Deva, replying back. When he receives his platter, he proceeds to eat and drink and to watch the rest of those gathered, content.