Terese has joined the Shadowy Corner.

Snagging a tiara, Caith tries placing it atop her kitten's head but alas! Cuddle Puddle's noggin is too wee and the tiara is too big. So she puts it on her own head instead. As people start to fill the room, she looks around and spot..

"Luca!"

Shooting a hand into the air and waving it around, the Thrax princess begins to head over his way. "Oh. My. Goooodness." A bright grin light her features and then she lifts up her little white, fluffy kitty. It mews happily when it sees him! "Look who I brought!"

Elgana drifts from the chapel into the great room, stopping to snag a snazzy tiara as she goes. While she doesn't wear it like Ford does, she does look it over and smile. As soon as she notes Reese, she makes right for that table. "Highness," she says with a curtsy to the Grayson princess. "It is always so lovely to see you? Mind if I join?" she asks before she takes a seat at the table with Reese.

Tempest, Atila, Vegard arrive, following Signe.

Luca has joined the Shadowy Corner.

Gareth has joined the Grayson Royal Couches.

Tempest, Atila, Vegard leave, following Signe.

As she manuevers them to a place, Monique grabs a tiara, and places it alongside the tiara she is already wearing. Two tiaras! She leans in to murmur something quiet to Michael, visibly preening.

Sorrel finds somewhere to stand so that she can watch things transpire, looking for someone to party with and potentially dance.

The guests do not have to wait long before the happy couple comes out from the chapel, Niklas and Sabella only pausing as they head out to the reception to do a quick sweep across the dance floor. Considering they met while dancing, it only makes sense. Also, it's a good opportunity for Nik to show that he's come a long way since the time he elbowed her in the side of the head at the masquerade. Then he's swinging her off of the dance floor, happily pausing to give her another kiss before taking the bottle from Zoey. "Thank you, Zoey. You always know what to get a happy couple. Booze!" He lets go of Sabella long enough to give his cousin-in-law a tight hug. "Thank you for coming! And for getting Ian to wear his jacket with buttons."

Narses, 6 King's Own Guardsmen arrive, following Leona.

Thesarin makes his way into the Hall, giving a nod toward Reese as he does. He moves to aproach Sabella and Niklas, looking grim and shavvy as ever. "Highnesses. My congradulations." Zoey and Ian get a nod as well, and just the slightest hint of a smile.

2 King's Own Guardsmen arrives, following Eleanor.

It's not every day that Luca will just allow someone to steal his flask from his hand, but this is a special occasion, isn't it? Then Terese is.. wandering off with it, and where the alcohol goes, the Prince is doomed to follow, so he moves in step, pushing off from the wall where he'd been leaned. He certainly looks.. freshly-napped. "Oh, I would not have missed it for the world. I would not do that to Sabella, after all." He opens his mouth to say something else, when another person is calling his name. The Lycene turns, just in time to catch the full force of Princess Caith and Cuddle Puddle, in combination. How he survives such a thing is anyone's guess. "Princess! What a fine cat you have there!", he says, with a grin.

Alessia gets a commemorative heart tiara from Velvet Lined Wooden Gift Box.

Ainsley makes his way in, his steps carrying him toward his wife first-- wherever Tikva may be. To brush a kiss against her cheeks. Then to find Niklas and Sabella, "Your highnesses." He tells them, both are given hugs and then the prince is making his way over to the royal couches and settling down.

"All of my jackets have buttons," Ian protests. He nods to Thesarin.

Titania gets a commemorative heart tiara from Velvet Lined Wooden Gift Box.

Alessia has joined the Gray Table.

Tikva swirls out of the chapel into the great hall and resists the urge to immediately start fussing over the decor. The melting ice griffon gets a beady look from her, for example, for... melting too quickly, possibly. With the advent of Ainsley approaching, she beams at him, and dawdles a little as the first on-rush of huggers and well-wishers advance upon Niklas and Sabella.

Aletta, a Bird of Prey arrives, delivering a message to Signe before departing.

Reese looks over to Thesarin a gentle smile of greeting for the Count.

Sabella laughs as Niklas spins her around the dance floor and then beams at Thesarin as he gives his well wishes, "Thank you! I can't believe that just really happened!" She says happily, before turning to accept the bottle from Zoey, "Thank you!" Zoey gets a quick hug once Niklas is done hugging her! Hugs all around! "Can you believe it! We're two old married ladies now! We need to have tea parties and knit or something!"

Isabetta has joined the Green Table.

Ford and Barbara are tearing up the dance floor? Why is no one else dancing too? TOO SCARED!?

2 Novice Keaton Huntsmen, Marigold, a cheeky pygmy goat, River, a juvenile Oakhaven bloodhound leave, following Amari.

Titania comes walking into the great hall looking around a soft smile on her lips, she seems to be on her own her eyes searching out who is here. Then she spots Sabella and Nikals heading in their direction, stopping to wait as others approach them then she smiles, "Your hignesses." she looks between them. "Congradulations."

Zoey returns Nik's hug, laughing softly. "I can't claim credit for that one," she says with a grin. "He put it on all by himself." She motions at Niklas' bottle. "That's whiskey aged cognac that we had set up specifically for our reception. Can't get it anywhere else, so... enjoy it." Then there's a Sabella! "Goodness, I don't know if we have to do all -that-," she protests with a twinkle in her eye. "We just need to get you back out onto a ship. We can sit in the crow's nest and dangle our feet over the edge, passing a bottle of rum back and forth."

Signe's all smiles once arriving to the reception, one amongst many. Even as the splendor of the occasion called for fancy attire the shaman was still dressed in very simple attire, clean, but so simple. She begins weaving through the crowds on a journey to mingle.

Alaric has joined the Dance Floor.

Cuddle Puddle is meowing up a storm, happily telling Luca all sorts of cat things as Caith holds the kitten in his general direction. The Thrax princess grins at him -- and Terese -- and then crinkles up her nose when she laughs, cradling the floofy creature close to her chest. "She /is/ adorable, isn't she?" she says with a nod. "And now I assume I have fulfilled the conditions of our custody agreement for the next six months? Yes? Good! Taa!" And with that, she turns with a lovely little kick of her heel and flitters off into the crowd.

Jaenelle has joined the Dance Floor.

"All right, I've waited approximately three minutes since we came in from the chapel and I think that's long enough," Tikva announces as she strides up to the happy couple. She flings her arms wide and goes, "Sabella! Niklas! Both of you come here! I need to hug you!"


As Terese makes her way out, she slips easily out of the way as the hall begins to fill and the newly weds grace the doorway to slip towards the dance floor. She does take a moment to slide by the velvet box that has been set up. Cream ribbons dance and flutter about one bare arm as she lifts her free hand to hook one of the tiara's out from within even as he is caught up. A smile is flashed towards Caith and the woman's kitten even as she drifts out of the wall and along the wall until settling into a quiet alcove.

Alaric is not too scared to dance! Unfortunately for Ford and Barbara, the Minister of Infrastructure is coming along with him to help inspect the quality of the dance floor tiling (albeit in time to the beat of the musicians, strangely enough).

Thesarin just nods again toward Niklas and Sabella, taking a step back to let other wellwishers aproach. Reese gets a brief grunt and a low "Princess." Another nod, and a hint of a smile, toward Tikva as she makes her way over. Titania gets a look, another short nod. "Countess Fireviper."

Leona makes her way into the reception, looking around. She's serious this evening, but unarmored - likely not part of the official contingent and yet there, watching the dancers and waiting for the King, keeping an eye on things. And of course she's armed - but with the pants and more formal jacket, and her hair in a loose braid, it's clear she's probably not actually expecting to use the peace-tied weapon. Blue eyes scan the room thoughtfully as the King.. inspects the tilework.

Jaenelle leaves the chapel just as she entered it, hand lightly within the crook of Alaric's arm. There seems to be some discussion before the pair make their way out towards the dance floor. The tile is glanced at. Briefly. Its there, and looks pretty fantastic. She even taps her heels against it. But then her attention is once more focused on her escort for the evening.

"I've been a prince for several minutes, Titania, and I've yet to tell anyone what to do. So I think that means you and Ford both owe me money." Niklas gives his cousin a grin, then looks back to Sabella when she and he are being ordered over to hug Princess Tikva. Stager whispering to his wife, Niklas says, "Let's go hug Tikva. Maybe it'll start a chain reaction and then we can hug Ainsley and Alaric and eventually we'll get to hug Gareth and, oh, what a day!"

Prince Luca's quite intent on petting his wayward child, until the creature is taken once more. That's Hurricane-Princess Caith for you, she blows in and she blows out again and all that is left in her wake is the destruction of heartbreak. If anything, the Lycene lingers for a moment longer as if to watch the feline being carried off, before he says, "Fine! Bye!", then spends a moment fiddling with a button on his shirt, dark gaze cast downward briefly. After, he returns to the business he was attending. Somewhere. What was he doing? Ah, he was looking for the thief of his flask.

"You lost me at the ship part, but I'm sure there's dangerous things we can climb and get drunk on right here in Arx!" Sabella replies cheerfully to Zoey before there's a Tikva demanding more hugs! She moves over there with a huge smile and hugs the Grayson Voice tightly, "This is all thanks to you and the Marquis, I think, so we owe you everything! When you need me to raise an army for the House you just let me know!"

Tikva gives every impression of trying to squash Sabella bodily against her in the lasp of this ug, and she makes a noisy 'mwah' as she kisses her cheek. She treats Niklas to the same potential rib-crushing doom, although instead of kissing him, she shares a family secret in a low mutter that leaves her showing her teeth in the bright flash of a grin.

Zoey slips away from Sabella and Niklas so that they can greet others. As Ainsley is near Tikva, the former Bisland stops by her cousin and musses his hair lightly before almost skipping away. Because that's what you do, right? That accomplished, she retreats with Ian.

Titania grins to Niklas, "I belive we do cousin." she smiles and nods her head to Thesarin, "It is good to see you Count Riven its been a while." she smiles moving over to him, "If you have a moment I like to speak with you about something." she is dressed in a very nice red dress.

Listen. If Caith had lingered, Luca might have changed his mind and decided to repossess his kitten. And then she would have started crying and that would have ruined the mood. No one wanted tears -- legit /sad-tears/ -- at a wedding, okay? She was only thinking about Sabella and Niklas' happy day. So the buoyant blonde is lost in the crowd now, her kitten cuddled close as she bops from person to person, all twinkling smiles and laughter. Don't worry about Luca. He will be fine, just fine. Brooding into his flask suits his narrative anyway! Look at him brood! Oooooh! Aaaaah!

Signe paid a visit to the griffon ice sculpture and procured a glass of wine from the base. After a small drink from the spakling chilled wine she, like the others, goes to recognize the couple's celebration. Weaving through paired bodies and tables Signe pauses at the pair, Sabella and Niklas, and brightly offered, "Well done your Highnesses."

Eleanor looks vaguely uncomfortable in formal wear, which is readily apparent from the way she keeps tugging at the hem of her nice tunic. She skirts around the edges of the party, making passing conversation with a few of the other King's Own on guard this evening as she goes.

"Oh! Before I forget!" Sabella says suddenly, turning to address the crowd, "We have a book we'd like you all to sign! If you want to, that is! And we ask that you write down your happiest memory, since Niklas and I will both remember all your well wishes until the end of our days, we thought it would be wonderful to start our happy lives with a book of your most joyous moments." And there is a nice little book set out on one of the tables with a fancy quill and ink courtesy of Spencer's Books and Scribing Supplies! She gives Signe a big smile then laughs, "Thank you! And does that sound weird to you, Nik? Highnesses?"

Alaric checked charm + performance at difficulty 15, rolling 14 higher.

"Of course, Countess." Thesarin gives Titania a slow nod, and then looks back over toward Tikva with a grunt. "A fine thing you've put here, Tikva. A happy day."

Ford checked charm + performance at difficulty 15, rolling 6 lower.

Jaenelle checked charm + performance at difficulty 15, rolling 12 higher.

Tikva turns a bright, if crooked, smile on Thesarin, and says, "I think so, too," in a blithe, easy voice. "It's been awhile, Count Thesarin. It's good to see you again, especially on so bright-hearted an occasion."

"Not at all," says Niklas in response to Sabella's question. "Sounds perfectly natural. Like something that was just waiting to happen." He leans over and kisses her cheek, then glances sidelong at the dancefloor. Signe gets a smile and a bow of his head, "Lady Signe. We do need to talk, I believe. But first there appear to be a bunch of very clumsy people scuffing up a dance floor that Sabella and I need to go claim." He's then pulling Sabella toward the dance floor.

Alaric dances about the floor with practiced ease with Jaenelle. It's not like stop what you're doing and watch -this- level, but their 'floor inspection' glides around smoothly without a hitch, and they seem quite in sync together.

The same could not be said for Ford and Barbara. But the look good doing it?

"Can we write more than one?" Signe asked of Sabella when they were asked to contribute a joyous occasion. "Just a good one then." Her gaze shifts to Niklas followed by a brief nod of the chin. "We do but go, be a savior to the dance floor." The shaman laughed while her eyes followed their rush to put on a show.

Harlan says, "Okay, I won't."

Niklas checked charm + performance at difficulty 15, rolling 33 higher.

Titania has joined the Great Table.

Eleanor's circle around the room brings her beside Leona. She inclines her head to exchange a few words with the Lord Commander, before drawing slightly back.

"Absolutely!" Sabella answers Signe, before taking Niklas' hand and letting him lead her over to the dance floor, "Everyone here is aware that we basically met on a dance floor, right?" She asks as she puts a hand on his shoulder. "And that I can no longer wear my hair up because of what you did to my ear?"

Sabella checked charm + performance at difficulty 15, rolling 35 higher.

Sorrel, who is otherwise lurking comfortably, wonders, "Anybody want to dance? Am excellent dancer and can sing, too."

Princess Sally Acorn, an acorn toting red squirrel, Princess Muffin, the fluffiest white puppy arrive, following Kenna.

As the dancing ramps up, Ian catches the attention of a passing servant. He talks to the woman for a few minutes in a soft voice, and she obligingly goes and gets one of the favor tiaras from the box, only to be very surprised when he hands it right back to her with a bit of paper and further instructions. Giving him one last, confused look, she takes both to a messenger to be sent off... somewhere.

Ian gets a commemorative heart tiara from Velvet Lined Wooden Gift Box.

Kenna gets a commemorative heart tiara from Velvet Lined Wooden Gift Box.

Tikva has joined the Grayson Royal Couches.

Thesarin nods again to Tikva, glancing around the room with a short grunt. "Aye. Been... troubled times. A fine thing, how I reckon it that you've. I trust you've been well." He looks back over toward Titania with a low grunt. "What can I do for you, Countess?"

On one pass around the floor, Jaenelle spots Leona and Eleanor. She offers a polite smile towards the latter, and sticks her tongue out at the Lord Commander.

3 Thrax Guards, Freja the long suffering arrive, following Coraline.

Coming back from the chapel....quite late, Cora looks about awkwardly for a place to wallflower.

"Wildly busy, but I can't complain, troubled times or no." Tikva smiles warmly at her once-brother-in-law, and reaches up to touch his shoulder, and then says, "I've really got to go and rescue my husband, but I do hope you enjoy the party too, my lord."

Leona just smiles at her sister, serene. Calm. But there's an impish sort of look in her eyes as she murmurs something to Eleanor next to her where they stand on the edge of the dance floor.

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

Reese peeks over to Coraline, having a smile for her.

Coraline has joined the Green Table.

"I will dance with you, Sorrel!" Caith pipes up cheerfully, wandering over and extending a hand. Oh! But what to do with the kitten? Her eyebrows needle up worriedly. She looks at Cuddle Puddle. She looks at Luca. Cuddle Puddle. Luca.

A decision is reached.

Striding back over to the prince, she holds out the kitten to him. "Will you watch my kitty for me while I dance?" she asks him. "You cannot fall in love with her again and decide to keep her though. It would break my heart into millions of pieces." Just for added emphasis, she juts out her lower lip.

Barbara ditches Ford after a while to go get herself some booze. It's then that Ford spots Coraline coming out of the chapel. He points imposingly and gestures her over. Yes you!

A messenger goes over to the dark alcove where Ian and Zoey are drinking. A minute later, Ian has a cou -- no, no. That was a laugh. That was a very brief laugh.

Kenna has been here through the WEDDING and all of the reception. Just in her own little corner of amazingness. Now she's going to make her way resolutely towards the happy pair ducking to get in that general direction. Because.

"I'll try, Tikva. For your sake." Thesarin shoots Tikva a brief smile, and the Prodigal moves to seat himself at the great table near Titania.

Thesarin has joined the Great Table.

It apoears the smile is siren song to Cora and on she strides, perhaps some other internal Elgana scented pull might be involved? Who is to say. For whatever the reason Cora shyly smiles at the occupants of the green table as she slides in.

Sorrel swirls her way over to Caith as she gives Luca the kitty. "Be a good kitty-sitter, Your Highness," she tells Luca with a twinkle in her evergreen eyes before offering Caith a hand to head out towards the dancefloor.

Eleanor returns a comment to Leona with deadpan expression. She does return Jaenelle's smile with one of her own, accompanied by a friendly flicker of her fingers.

Zoey is -very- curious as to the contents of the messenger. That much is evident from her expression. She leans in, smiling, and whispers conspiratorially to Ian.

Gareth has left the Grayson Royal Couches.

As Coraline approaches the table, Elgana's smile brightens. "My other favorite princess!" she exclaims. "How are you Cora dearest?" And then there is that wave for the Thrax to sit.

"Your ear is beautiful," chides Niklas. "I love the way that one is bigger than the other." Then he's dragging her onto the floor and swinging her around, more energy than pomp, leading her in a romp around the floor. They're good! They've been dancing together for some time at this point, after all. And every time he goes to dip her he grabs another kiss. "Best dance we've ever had," he says. Then adds, "I mean, in a purely poetic sense. We set the room on fire at the Mazetti party."

3 Armed Confessors, Confessor Jayson, 1 Grayson House Guards, Confessor Burne leave, following Gareth.

Oh wait a Ford is gesturing!!! Looking behind herself she checks, noboddy there, she points to herself with a confused look in Ford's direction. Me? Really? Elgana gets a grin, "In present company how could I be anything but wonderful?"

Ford nod nods at Coraline. YES YOU.

Zoey gets a commemorative heart tiara from Velvet Lined Wooden Gift Box.

Sabella laughs, happily returning all of those dippy kisses. "You're better with your elbows as a husband, I admit!" She grins, before catching sight of Kenna and offering her some excited waves, "Kenna!" She twirls away from Niklas, but keeps a tight hold of his hand to pull him after her as she appoaches the Whitehawk, "We should probably make the table rounds to thank everyone for being so amazing! This is amazing! Prince Niklas."

"Uh I think I am being summoned, excuse a moment." Looking more than a litrle confused Cora heads to Ford, "How can I help? Or did I do something weird? I did didnt I?" flustered hand waving in concern.

Ford reaches out and takes Cora's hand, pulling her onto the dance floor, "No. But you're certainly probably going to do something weird."

Harlan has left the Gray Table.

Relic, 4 Ashford House Guard leave, following Harlan.

Kitten off-loaded onto Luca and trusting him not to be a cat-napper, Caith takes Sorrel's hand and follows her to the dancefloor. Boy oh boy, this is going to be FUN. One hand on her waist, the other holding hers up high, she's cheek to cheek with her fellow Thrax princess.

"Let's do this.." she says, all serious business.

Waiting for a dramatic moment in the music being played, she kicks out a leg and .. begins...

Caith checked charm + performance at difficulty 15, rolling 45 higher.

A startled sqwack as Cora is pulled to the dance floor cheeks red as she tries not to fall, break ties, or injure anyone

Alessia has left the Gray Table.

Alessia has joined the Dance Floor.

Sorrel checked charm + performance at difficulty 15, rolling 30 higher.

Elgana simply watches as Ford steals away Coraline.

Kenna sees Ainsley's eyes on her and waves back at him giving a '1-second!' gesture to him before stepping forward to embrace Sabella hard once. "I //love// you and I'm am SO HAPPY FOR YOU." There's a sparkling smile for Niklas too, but she doesn't move to embrace him. "Ainsley's looking for me, I have to go." The briefest interaction before Kenna slips off to head to the Grayson Voice's side.

Kenna has joined the Grayson Royal Couches.

Sorrel swirls dramatically to make her dress stand out as she dances with Caith, a grin on her face as she laughs musically. She can probably do lifts, too, considering her athletic form. If Caith wants to be lifted up off the ground and spun about, then absolutely that is what's going to happen.

The large form of Jeffeth Bayweather walks into the great hall, his eyes resting on the dancefloor for a moment before the large knight is heading over to one of the tables, moving at a slow lumbering pace as he goes.

Jaenelle pauses, right there on the dance floor midmovement. Turning away from Alaric, Jae seems to have a direction in mind and leaves the poor King on the dance floor all alone as she weaves through the crowd to find Leona.

Zoey blinks as there is lifting and spinning on the dancefloor. "Oh my."

Leona is telling Eleanor something quietly, her expression quite serious. She sees Jeffeth as he enters the room, moving slowly, and she catches his eye and smiles once, nodding gravely. And then her converstion continues, there on the edge of the dance floor - easily found by Jaenelle if she really wants to try.

Jaenelle has left the Dance Floor.

Alessia has left the Dance Floor.

Eleanor, in quiet conversation with her Commander, catches Jaenelle's approach and offers up another smile.

Some might remember Caith and Cassima when they first arrived in Arx, how they attended a ball and entered a dance contest. Caith, being the more spirited dancer, ran and flung herself at her sister who, um, did NOT catch her and it all turned into a mess of tangle of limbs on the dance floor. Well. WELL. THIS IS CAITH'S REDEMPTION. She spins away from Sorrel, her skirts all a-flutter and then backs up, giving herself enough runway before she bolts at the knight.

She's flying and this might be love! Be-cauuuuuse...

I've had the time of my liiiiiiiiiiife!

Sorrel raises her into the air, executing the perfect lift, and Caith holds her arms out! Wheeee! Success!

Sabella is overheard praising Caith: What moves!

Sabella is overheard praising Sorrel: What grace!

Leona reaches out as Jaenelle nears, and puts her arm around her sister's shoulders in greeting.

With Leona giving him a nod, Jeffeth starts heading that way. Looking over his shoulder at the dancing done by Caith and sorrel, lifting his brow at that /lift/ before a soft warm smile curls up his lips, and then he's looking back and heading over to Leona, Eleanor, and now Jaenelle. A warm smile is given to Eleanor as Jeffeth approaches. He bows deeply, his fist pressing to his chest. "Sir Jeffeth Bayweather, Knight of Solace. At your service."

Their song done, Niklas pulls Sabella off before Caith can show them up like some kind of jerk. Oh, there she goes. While she's getting hugged by Kenna, Niklas looks around the room. "Okay. We should probably go from table to table and drink whatever they force us to drink and then go pass out in a corner and tomorrow Alaric can nudge us awake and point us toward the door." Though when he sees Jeffeth he drags Sabella over that way and gives the knight as big a hug as one can manage when one is struggling to get ones' arms around a very large fellow.

Jaenelle does find Leona and after some shared words, the smaller twin nods and reaches out to pat Leona down only to be hugged. "No hugging. His Majesty has already stated that this is the most huggiest wedding he has ever attended and you are just adding to his new laws about the number of hugs allowed at a single ceremony slash wedding. You know better than to give in to his whims!" But its clear that she doesnt mind the hug in the least and returns it with a sigh before pulling back to continue to pat down. Each pat is met with a glance to make her Leona doesnt have anything broken.

Alaric has left the Dance Floor.

Alaric wanders off the dance floor (it's getting pretty hectic there at the moment) and promptly flags down a passing servant to avail himself of a drink and glance around to decide upon his next destination. Hmmm.

It's a slow spin, but it's dramatic and beautiful, both women in fluttery dresses that look perfectly amazing, Sorrel holding Caith up. Finally, she lets the other princess down slowly with a dramatic twirl. It's all very pretty and amazing. So much dancing.

Ramona - A Farshaw House Guard arrives, following Lisebet.

After a polite time spent observing, Zoey and Ian make for the exit. There will be no dancing from them, thankyouverymuch.

Leona smiles then. "Sir Jeffeth, this is Dame Eleanor Allenatore, First Captain of the King's Own. Dame Eleanor, Sir Jeffeth, who is quicker of mind than he would have one believe, and truer of heart than most." She shakes her head. "I'm fine, Jaenelle. Better than fine, I promise. I'll tell you everything, just enjoy the reception first, yes?" As Niklas and Sabella join them she adds as Niklas hugs Jeffeth (or attempts to), "Congratulations on your wedding. I hope your marriage is filled with joy."

Jeffeth checked strength + athletics at difficulty 15, rolling 45 higher.

Zoey has left the Darkened Alcove.

Ian has left the Darkened Alcove.

Ian, Octavian, a silken spaniel leave, following Zoey.

Seth gets a commemorative heart tiara from Velvet Lined Wooden Gift Box.

Tikva gets a commemorative heart tiara from Velvet Lined Wooden Gift Box.

"I left my date" Jaenelle tells Leona, perhaps looking a bit guilty at this, "so later." Jeffeth is smiled at, though he is a bit busy with the hugging of the groom at the moment so Jae moves back over to where she last saw Alaric head towards, stopping him from wandering too far.

"Thank you!" Sabella enthuses with a bright smile to Leona, "It's so lovely of you to come! And we seem off to a good start so far! I feel very joyful!" She gives Niklas another one of those loving looks he better never grow tired of.

Flutter, flutter, flutter! Twirl, twirl, twirl! Caith and Sorrel are the prettiest of pretties -- well, second only to Sabella and Niklas, of course. No one is prettier than the bride and groom on their wedding day! When their dance is over, Caith grins brightly at her cousin and grabs her hands in her own, giving them an excited squeeze. "Oh!" she gasps, bouncing happily on the balls of her feet. "That was very fun, wasn't it?"

Alaric has joined the Grayson Royal Couches.

Grandt, House Leary man-at-arms, Abalene, the Northern Hawk Owl, 2 Leary House Guards, Caenn, the Juvenile Scribe arrive, following Fairen.

When Niklas goes to hug him, Jeffeth is turning to face the smaller man with absolute delight. And once he unentangles with Sabella to hug him, Jeffeth is making the process of hugging him, so. much. easier. Niklas is lifted up against Jeffeth's chest in both of his arms, spinning around in three tight circles. Swing.Swing.Swing.

Twirling around, the big man slows down just a bit before lowering Niklas back to his feet. "Congratulations, /Your Highness/." Jeffeth takes a quick step back and bows deeply to Niklas, fist pressed to his chest. "You both look absolutely lovely." The big man enthuses with a gleaming smile.

He is then looking over to Jaenelle, smiling brightly as she moves away and looks back to Leona and Eleanor. "First Captain, an honor and a pleasure to meet you."

She's snot late, no no, Lisebet has been here all along, tucked away quietly, observing and listening. Very very quietly.

"Sir Jeffeth," Eleanor greets the knight with a bright smile. "So nice to put a face to the messages. She smile is turned on the approaching couple. "Congratulations, Your Highnesses," she echoes, with genuine warmth despite not knowing the newlyweds.

"That was very fun. You should dance with me at all the weddings," Sorrel says brightly to Caith, laughing merrily. "Dancing makes weddings bearable. Do you know I only got through my own because it was winter and we had it on a beach and the wind was blowing and staying awake was thus important?" She winks at her cousin.

Stepping into the Great Hall a few paces behind Lisebet, Fairen arrives fashionably late. Very, very fashionably late. His trio of guards have, of course, been left at the door, and Abalene is no where to be seen. Just the Marquis, moving into the room slowly with his hands folded in front of him.

12 Thrax Elite Guards, Crow - Thraxian Steward, Lilybelle - Maimed Maine Coon arrive, following Victus.

Niklas stumbles back from Jeffeth after the big man sets him back down. Looking to Sabella he says, "It's like being hugged by a bear, but the bear is friendly and everything feels perfect. For a second I remembered being in the womb. Everyone should get a Sir Bayweather hug." A smile is sent Jaenelle's way. "Princess! I would still like to speak with you about non-any-of-this related things, should you find yourself with some free time here soon." A somewhat wary look is sent Leona's way, but he gives her a nod at her well wishes. "Thank you, Dame Leona. I'm glad you could make it."

Alaric has left the Grayson Royal Couches.

Fairen has joined the Green Table.

Dame Marra, a limping fennec fox, Disciple Ismay arrive, following Ailith.

Having spent some time at the refreshments table after the actual wedding and with a glass still in hand, Seth looks over the crowded room and spots the newly weds in the distance. He quickly makes his way in their direction. Lowering into a sweeping bow, he says, "Prince Niklas and Princess Sabella, congratulations on finally tying the knot." He straightens. "You both were faces I expected to see at whatever event I attended after my arrival to the city, comforting faces, I suppose I should say." Looking to those gathered around the happy couple, he offers a respectful nod.

Victus is making his way into the party, fashionably late it would seem. He's moving with purpose first and foremost though, taking his sweet time observing the crowd for several seconds before he's finally acquired a target. Eyes set upon Niklas, he approaches the man with a hurried pace. "New Prince fuckin' Niklas." He greets. "Congratulations on you're getting hitched." Next onto Sabella. "Still Princess Sabella, congratulations to you too. Hope neither of you will be shy after you've gotten all the celebration out of ya', the Thrax Ward still gets dreary from time to time." He offers them both a grin, though he takes a step back before too long. "Don't wanna hog your attention, just wanted to say as such. Enjoy ya' evenings." With a careful step away, he recedes back into the crowd, albeit quite awkwardly.

Reese rises to her slippered feet, leaving the green table for a moment. She draws close to Sabella, waiting in line among the well wishers and giving her sister a smile.

Elgana has left the Green Table.

"I know, Your Highness" Jaenelle tells Niklas. "We need to meet up soon, I promise we will, if your wife allows you to leave the estate for long enough." The princess turns back towards Alaric, sheepishly, "I was just adding to the level of hugs at the reception" she states before saying something quieter.

Still holding onto Sorrel's hand, Caith swings it back and forth, forth and back. "Oh! By the way, congratulations on little Kyrios! You and Galen must be so happy and proud," she says merrily. "Although I was a little bit sad that it wasn't a girl. Well, sad isn't the right word but I had such a good name suggested for you both. Beatrix! Promise you will keep it in mind for the next one." Because goodness knows she doesn't plan on getting married or having any little mons- .. err .. babies of her own any time soon.

"So like being hugged by Princess Agatha?" Sabella asks with amusement, having taken a step back away from the swinging hug, "And look! He didn't fall over! Good show, Sir Jeffeth! I think you have been practicing!" She laughs then turns to smile at Seth, "Thank you for coming and for the well wishes, Lord Steelhart! I'm happy we could provide you with another event at which we could spend time together!" Whatever else she was going to say is cut off by Victus' entrance, "And of course!" She tells the high lord, "The Kay still has the best spa I've ever been to and while I haven't been in the pool what with not knowing how to swim, I think it is delightful, so you will see us around your ward more often than not I think!"

Sabella is overheard praising Niklas: Best husband ever!

"Congratulations on your marriage, Princess Sabella, Prince Niklas." Fairen offers the happy couple with a soft nod of his head, stepping further into the Hall. There is a table not too far with an assortment of familiar faces, and the Marquis steps off in their direction, arriving near their table. Of course, Caith is always drawing a lot of attention to herself, and he spies her out of the corner of his eyes. Perking up, he lifts a hand to wave over at her in the distance. "Princess Caith!"

Victus has joined the Green Table.

Leona chuckles at Niklas' comment. "I'm sure," she says with slight amusement but no malice. "It's a lovely affair, and obviously quite popular. Congratulations." And then she's giving them a little bow and turning to find the King but then - there's Victus. And she waits until he starts to move off from the group and then punches him lightly in the shoulder. Gently. As a hello. And then he's moving off and she just lets him drift.

Lisebet joins the line waiting her turn to greet the newly married couple.

"High Lord Victus, thank you! Of curse I'll never be far from the northeast of the city. It's my plan to sneak in and steal all of Ford's ship-in-a-bottles one at a time. I've been prepping for this for a while, moving them around to see if he'd notice. He hasn't. They're all mine." Niklas turns a smile on Seth. "Of course, Lord Steelheart. I imagine we'll see one another at more to come, but I'm glad that a modicum of familiarity helped ease you into the city." He turns on Reese and holds out a hand. "Come on, Reese! You don't have to wait. We're siblings now! Jump right in and get a hug!"

Kenna is overheard praising Ainsley: For having a big heart he doesn't always show.

"Kyrios is a good strong name, though, and he will be an adventurer and a seafarer just like the Kyrios of myth," Sorrel says proudly, nodding to this. "And I don't know that he won't be an only child. I feel like we got lucky with how good he is. He's only peed on Galen twice, and he's a good sleeper. All he does is eat, though, and he's getting bigger so fast. But I just don't know that I want to be pregnant again. People get so fussy about me doing everyday things, like wearing armor, going to war, and having miscellaneous adventures."

Niklas is overheard praising Sabella: What a nice lady!

Luca is overheard praising Niklas: What a way with words!

Victus had assumed he'd just gotten painfully nudged from one of the many party-goers, which tends to happen in the popular parties. However, something sparks in his eyes when he's quite a ways away from Leona. "... That felt like an ice queen." And so he turns back, rushing through the tide of human bodies with purpose till he's close enough to stand beside Leona. He promptly punches her across the shoulder just as hard, if not harder. "Ass." He muses with a grin.

Jeffeth has joined the Gray Table.

Alaric drains the last of his drink and sets down the empty glass on a passing steward's tray, relieving Leona of the task of seeking him out by making his own approach back to her. "Your Grace, Lord Commander," he declares sociably. "Forgive me if I don't punch either of you hello," he tacks on, deadpan.

Sabella gives Fairen a wave, then turns her attention to Reese when Niklas calls out to her, "Reesey! Did you see my bouquet? The pink ribbon was for you and the bow string for Lou! Did you see Lou's dress?! I wanted to see if we could get a painter to paint her but she disappeared!"

Isabetta has left the Green Table.

Glass nearly empty, Monique rises from the crown couches, waiting for Michael to do likewise. "Better do it now, before they slip off. Wedding night, you know," she teases the Bisland Lord audibly. There's a wave tossed over to someone in a corner, along with a smile, but it's such a crowd that it would be hard to pinpoint who.

"Heyyy," Eleanor pipes up, stepping up beside Leona. "No punching the Lord Commander," she tells Victus, stern. The /Lord Commander/, apparently, can punch who she pleases. Further scolding is saved from the arrival of the King, and she turns to greet Alaric with a formal salute. "Your Majesty." It's followed up with a bright, sunny smile.

Monique has left the Comfortable Crown Couches.

Reese allows Niklas to take her devolg hand and she even gives him a hug. "I guess we are. Congratulations." She softly says. "I ma glad to have you as a brother dna very glad that it worked out for you both." She murmurs in her gentle voice. She then peeks over to Sabella adn her somber blue eye seem to brighten. "Oh, I did the ribbon an the arrow and Lou looked yrev lovely."

Jaenelle follows Alaric back towards Leona and now Victus, holding up a hand towards her cousin, "I will break if you punch me. Think of Gordon." After the warning is over she pauses to wait to see if Victus is going to cause her to shatter all over the great hall. "How is your newest baby, Victus?"

Leona doesn't even move, but she does grin suddenly. "Don't act like you hate it." She winks. "I'm back, so you owe me a drink. Not tonight, but soon. Jerk," she says to Victus, and her smile is wide. Then Alaric joins them. "You probably wouldn't hurt your hand on him, but if you hadn't noticed there are a lot of fancy buckles on this jacket and it would likely leave bruises. Would not recommend."

"Oh. Right. Ew." Michael stands with Monique and tucks her hand through his elbow before they start to maneuver themselves through the crowds RIGHT TOWARDS SABELLA. Because thats who he has to see before the woman murders him. He showed up, he did. "Princess" Sabella. Grayson."

Monique follows alongside Michael, two tiaras perched on her copper-bright head incongruously. "Your Highnesses," she greets both Sabella and Niklas with a curtsey that sees one tiara sliding almost perilously. "It was beautiful, and you were both beautiful and my deepest congratulations on your newly-wedded bliss."

The image of Galen getting peed on by his infant son causes Caith to laugh -- although she has the good sense to quickly cover her mouth with her hand to stifle the sound. "Kyrios sounds like he has a lot of good sense already," she comments, her green eyes twinkling. "It is a pity, though, that carrying children falls to women and isn't something that can't be shared with one's spouse. You know, every other child goes to every other parent or something." Her grin tilts lopsided and she bumps Sorrel with her hip. "It's good to have you back in fighting form. Who better to keep me out of trouble than you, hmm?" She hears her name being shouted and the blonde twists, following the sound. Spotting Fairen, she lifts her hand and waves to her Leary cousin, giving him a smile.

"I'm pretty how it works if that if I punch you, these two take issue with me." Victus jabs his thumb between Eleanor and Leona in kind. "I'd wait 'till we're on a boat to start that shit, your Majesty. But trust me, it does get your point across might easily." The High Lord reaches back to pluck a drink off a serving tray as it passes by, one of the few times one will see him move with such grace. "Also I think your Lord Commander starts too much shit. But that's just me." He chuffs toward Eleanor as his eyes turn upon Jaenelle now. "Well I've heard every variation of a joke involving the world 'dance' and 'dancing' there is to have. Otherwise though, he's been the easiest baby I've made yet. He barely screams unless he's hungry. Astrid screamed bloody murder all the way to the Maelstrom and back to the city, angry little monster."

Sabella gives Reese a big hug and kisses her cheek, "I'm glad you were able to come, Reese! Both you and Lou. You will save me a dance later right?" And then there's Michael and Monique and Sabella beams at them, "Michael! I am so, so glad you made it! I met your betrothed just the other day and she is absolutely perfect for you! So, take notes and get married soon because the party is the best!" She wraps two arms around Niklas' arm and squeezes! "Thank you!" She says to Monique, "Mistress Thornburn made my dress and shoes and she did a wonderful job off just a vague description for the dress. And Niklas designed my ring and I designed his!"

When her turn comes, Lisebet makes her way to Sabella and Niklas, offering a gracious curtsey. "Your highness, your highness, congratulations to the both of you. I hope your marriage is long and satisfying for you both." She leaves it there, not intending to keep them either, but at least there to offer congratulations. "I'm really very happy for you both," she can't help but add, looking as pleased as she says she feels. And she then steps back, glancing around and listening to the conversation about baby Kyrios.

"See, and Galen keeps Ian on me to keep me 'safe', even though I'm most likely to just open doors in strange castles leading to mysterious rooms," Sorrel notes cheerfully to Caith, taking the woman's hand and twirling her once more, just for good measure. "Someone's gotta. Or we'd never get through the door." Espying Victus with Leona, she waves cheerfully at the two of them.

"I'd hope I could get a few more people to take issue with it than two," Alaric observes dryly before glancing at Leona. "While I won't register an opinion on how much she starts, I do consider her an excellent finisher." He smirks faintly before regarding Victus. "Speaking of boats, when is your new one going to be ready for emergency naval readiness drills, anyway?"

"Yes. I can't imagine what pressure Sabella must have put on her to get Lou to wear a dress, but here's hoping she finds a chance to wear it again." Niklas smiles to reese, then looks over when Michael and Monique approach. "Eventually I'll get used to people calling me highness. Ah. Wait, I just did. It's the best. I'm wondering how I ever tolerated anything else." There's an added smile for Monique's words and he says, "I'm glad you could make it, Lady Monique. Do understand that that tiara does make you a princess for a day, so try to behave yourself." Grin. "Hardly seems worth it, right?"

"I know. It took quite a lot of convincing on my part to get her to realize shes perfect for me. And that well. I'm amazing. Its usually not that hard." Michael pulls at Monique's hand a bit and turns to grin at her. "But. You get a Greenmarch redhead on your arm at any event. Even if you have to borrow one on occasion. Ianna was going to be here. Then. you know. Delivering babies." He'll wave towards Niklas. But. The man is probably busy doing greeting things. OR IS HERE NOW. "I wanted you to know I showed up. And whenever you find a lone sunflower in a pot, thats from me. Because it looks like you. Your highness!" He adds to the people calling Niklas that. It'll be easier if everyone shouts it at him from now on.

Sabella's hug gets her a kiss on the top of the head, then Niklas looks to Lisebet. "Thank you. And thank you for coming."

Reese is wearing the same outfit she always wears, but it is expensive at least and rather rosy. She returns Sabella's guh, wrapping her arms about her sister and even leaning into the kiss upon her keech. "Of course, I will save you a dance." She says in says in her direction. "You look even more amazing than you do every day and I didn't think that was possible." She adds, before taking a small step backwards, making room for the other well srehsiw.

"Someone needs to inform your son he should be a bit more like you then," Jaenelle tells Victus with a grin. "The Lord Sistermander would be very upset if Victus hit you, Your Majesty" she then tells Alaric in an attempt to comfort him, "especially as your're my escort and I would rather not have your blood on my dress."

Monique wrinkles her nose over at Niklas' comment. "Is it too late to swap it for a crown?" she adds, audibly, casting a teasing glance over to Alaric. Dat Crown. "Mistress Thornburn is a marvel," the Greenmarch says to Sabella, sweeping an appreciative look over the gown of the bride. "And so is Ianna. As Michael says, delivering babies. So many babies. Covered in placenta. It's terrifying."

Coraline has left the Green Table.

Coraline has joined the Dance Floor.

Victus gets a commemorative heart tiara from Velvet Lined Wooden Gift Box.

Ailith quietly slips out from the chapel on a course to the tables and accepts a freshly brewed fragrant tea. The saucer and cup gets cradled on her palm while she walks the outer perimeter, murmuring and grinning at some moments with the staff, before finding a place by an alcove to sit momentarily and drink, all the while watching the guests enjoy themselves.

Leona laughs suddenly at talk of emergency naval readiness drills. "Indeed. But he can hit if he chooses, and as long as he's willing to accept the consequences, then that's on him." She smiles gently. "Besides, he really does owe me a drink and that's the sort of thing that elicits punches. As for punching His Majesty yes, I suspect there would be quite a few of us willing to administer a beat-down." She pauses momentarily and then adds, "but I wouldn't really need the help." A wink to Victus at the good-natured jibe, and then she looks to Alaric and murmurs something quietly.

Ainsley separates from Tikva at the couches, but not before brushing a kiss against her cheek, before heading for the doors.

Ainsley has left the Grayson Royal Couches.

Alejandra, a snowy white hound, 2 Grayson House Guards, Planchet, an unrelenting valet, 2 Iron Guardsmen leave, following Ainsley.

Kenna has left the Grayson Royal Couches.

Princess Sally Acorn, an acorn toting red squirrel, Princess Muffin, the fluffiest white puppy leave, following Kenna.

Tikva has left the Grayson Royal Couches.

Tikva drifts away from the conversation she was having and moves across the ballroom, pausing to snap up a glass of lemonade (not wine), which she sips from as she drifts past the melting griffon. Patting the griffon's melting flank amiably, she sweeps the room with her glance, poised to descend upon someone next.

Victus groans. "Listen to this girl. 'I don't want to get blood on my dress'. Bah. The Lycene have stripped you of your sensibilities. You were a strong Islander once." He tuts and shakes his head, turning his gaze back upon Alaric. "I'd say when it's ready, but ain't that such a bullshit excuse? It's soon. I don't got a timeframe but I got a design, a name, and some poor schmuck who's gonna help me bring it to life. So once I drag Magpie's ass out of the Lowers, it starts. That might take a bit though, depending on if he's found himself getting dragged off by Laric or an Iron Guard instead. But we'll see!" He dips his free hand into the pocket of his coat, turning back to Leona. "Well I suppose I'd just have to make it a good punch then. Then I'd just have to tip you over. You'd be like a silver armored turtle, winding left and right tryin' to right yourself. And I will laugh at you. I will /laugh/." These evil ideas aside, he does take the time to look out across the crowd and return Sorrel's wave. And two more are given to Coraline and Caith as well.

Octavian, a silken spaniel arrives, following Zoey.

Titania nods her head to Thesarin before she stands up, "It has and thank you Count Riven." she looks around spotting Ford she heads in his direction.

"I love sunflowers!" Sabella tells Michael with a sunny smile, "Thank you for thinking of me. Us! And thank you," that's to Lisebet, "I never thought this day would come and now that it has, I think all other days are going to have a lot to live up to!" When Monique adds to Michael's description she keeps smiling through it, "That'll be us soon! Well, whoever we have delivering the babies. We decided on thirteen right?" She asks Niklas.

Gyrating in something one could very generously call dancing, Cora waves back at Victus, nearly knocking poor Ford as she does so, oh might want to concentrate on not causing accedental bodily assault on her dance partner.

Fairen has left the Green Table.

Ooo! Twirling! As Caith is spun around, she laughs. It's a sound of utter delight, high and merry. She flutters away from Sorrel, her skirts floating outward and then twisting around her legs before settling back into place. "You are giving me the itch to take a tour about the dance floor again," she says and then she taps her nose, pointing to Jeffeth sitting there all by his lonesome on the gray couches. The half-giant could probably toss her clear into the heavens so she could collect a handful of stars. "If you will excuse me," she tells her cousin, departing to stalk to the poor Godsworn knight. As she makes her way over, she notices Victus' wave and she gives the high lord a smart little salute -- two fingers shooting off crispy from her brow. Hey boss man! How you doin'?

Reese puts on the tiara, gathers herself a large tumbler of yeksihw and goes to find quiet place to sit. The Tiara looks a bit silly with all the ribbons already tangled up on her golden locks.

Ailith calls out from the alcove, "Highlord Victus, I hope the vessel's name wasn't settled on teat or ass." She wryly grins from over her next tea sip, then clears her throat. "But seriously, what's the final name?"

"I'd prefer to keep my blood off of everyone's dresses," Alaric observes to Jaenelle before he inclines his head to whatever Leona murmurs and pauses before replying to eye Monique back from over yonder a bit skeptically. Somehow he seems attuned to her voice saying 'crown'. "We shall see, indeed," he agrees with Victus. "Regrettably, we've some Crown business to see to first, however, so we'll be taking our leave. Enjoy the reception," he declares sociably before giving his retinue a nod to form up for departure. "Congratulations again to the both of you," he tells Sabella and Niklas on the way out. "And you're not swapping it for this crown," he tells Monique with a wink.

Thesarin has left the Great Table.

Michael was going to say something, but his head turn towards Monique. "Whats a placenta? Is it a flower? Are babies covered in flowers when they are born?" Apparently that distracts the man for quite a bit before he blinks back towards Sabella. "Of course I thought of you. Tied for wedding of the year." Margret is around somewhere and Monique might stab him otherwise. "Only thirteen?"

Seeing Leona, Cora salutes the Lord Commander while trying to dance, poor Ford, and anyone in strike range. sorry not on purpose!

Lisebet chuckles as she hears Sabella's idea of a good sized family. "Good luck with all the children then," she calls. She waves to Sorrel, and to Victus and to yeah, most folks here that she spies, as she recognizes a goodly number of them by now. She shakes her head and at this point decides a drink is needed. She does catch sight of Alaric, and offers him a mischievous smile and a deep curtsey. Which may or may not show off the outfit she is wearing should anyone be looking.

Jeffeth is indeed just sitting all by his lonesome, watching the rest of the proceedings with a lazy gaze. Occasionally tilting a tankard back and gulping down another drink. The large knight is currently unawares of any who would ask him to throw them into the clouds.

Thesarin stands up from the Great Table, and makes his way toward Michael, Monique, and their small gathering. He clasps a fist to his chest toward Alaric and gives the man a single severe nod. "Majesty." As always, he looks exactly like a woodlands shav dressed up in an expensive coat.

"Hm. And Lou's my sister now. Which makes Mason my brother!" Niklas looks hopefully at Sabella. "Did I already tell Mason about my Uncle Lennox? This is important! I need to tell him!" To Monique he says, "Crowns seem heavy. I mean, metaphorically? But also physically. If I wanted to wear a lump of metal on my head all the time I'd have learned how to fight." Sabella's comment, as obviously a joke as it is, results in a bit of color draining from Nik's face. "We will have one child. It will be named Niklas II, whether a girl or a boy." He points at Tikva and says, "Hey, wasn't I supposed to get a coronet? I went to so much effort to look up what one was! Also? I swear to you here today that I will hug every last Grayson. Even Gareth. Even Laric. Even..." Did Alaric just speak to him? Niklas looks in that direction, but decides not to push his luck today. Then he's looking to Sabella. "What would you say if I said we should retire to our rooms, my dear?"

Leona gives a nod to Coraline, but then she's bowing sightly to Alaric. "Of course, Majesty. Swords, fall in." It's a firm order, though quiet, and they're falling into step with the habit of years.

"Well since you so generously offered, I /will/ take advantage of the crown's hospitality for free drink and food. Thank you." Victus rolls out his arm in a mock-flourish as he bows before the King. "Have a good one, the lot of ya'. Jaenelle, an idea for you to ponder while you're away though. Should I get a dog? Yes or no? Don't have to answer now, think on it." He looks at her sternly a moment to make sure that assignment is clearly understood. His attention is again whirled about however to look upon Ailith. "Thought I already told ya', Seraph! We're doing with 'Lady Thunderstruck'."

Another turn and oh hey Jeffeth, he gets a wave, then Titiania gets a wave, then Sorrel gets a wave and a grin attached. Hell everyone she knows gets a wave dangit.

Titania has left the Great Table.

Octavian, a silken spaniel arrives, following Zoey.

Eleanor, like the rest of her fellow Swords, falls easily into step behind Leona.

Monique's laughter is entirely for Alaric and his words. "Not here, that's for sure," she tosses back with her own wink. Inside joke? "Goodnight, Your Majesty!" Her regard returns to the small circle forming. "It's afterbirth, Lord Bisland. Full of blood and gore and... I don't know what else. Spirits, that's a lot of children!" she exclaims to Sabella with an unfeigned shudder. But then there's Thesarin to save her. "Count Riven! How are you? And how is the Countess?" To Niklas,

Tikva laughs. "I'm afraid your coronet isn't finished. I'm definitely not here to rush jewelers at their work." Her skirts flare as she strolls over. "You will have to plan a campaign of ambush to get Laric. I will be your co conspirator, though."

Ford waves at Titania when she starts towards him, "C'mere you."

Monique adds to Niklas, "I think the perks outweight the drawbacks. Trust me on this one."

Sabella gives Alaric a bright smile and a wave, then leans in to give Niklas another kiss, "I'd say that sounds like a wonderful idea." She glances around and says in a terrible stage whisper, "Do you think we'd be missed if we snuck away?"

Reese has left the Green Table.

Reese has joined the Darkened Alcove.

Having been abandoned on the dancefloor, Sorrel starts looking for a new dance partner. Or someone entertaining at least. She heads in Tikva's direction, grinning impishly.

2 King's Own Guardsmen leaves, following Eleanor.

Narses, 6 King's Own Guardsmen, Eleanor leave, following Leona.

13 King's Own Guardsmen, Zelda, the royal messenger, Leona leave, following Alaric.

Titania smiles moving closer over to Ford when he becons her over, "Marquis, it is good to see you." she says softly.

Ford puts his arm over Titania's shoulder and leans in to murmur something.

Ailith has joined the Gray Table.

Using Titania's arrival as a means of escaping dancing, Cora grins and heads to Reese.

Ailith stands nearby a gray table and twirls the spoon through her cup as she muses aloud, responding to Victus. "But His Majesty didn't know and this is important in preparation of emergency drills. Glorious name. I cannot wait to see the figurehead." And the Seraph slowly finds herself a seat.

Coraline has left the Dance Floor.

Coraline has joined the Darkened Alcove.

Jaenelle dips her head slightly towards Victus with a smile as she does so, "such things are true. My sensibilities were the first thing to go after I moved from Mealstrom. So many things quickly followed after that, that I find myself wandering in circles at the best of times." As Crown business is announced, Jaenelle takes a small step back to allow the King's Own to fall in around Leona's command and offers Alaric a deeper curtsey, "Your Majesty, thank you." As she straightens she smiles at Leona and repeats "later." Turning back towards Victus, "certainly, though keep it from the nursery. And Alarissa. They can be extremely territorial if trained to be such. Ettore's dog is not even allowed to be touched by anyone but him." After that, not needing the moment to ponder, she turns to leave.

Niklas laughs softly at Sabella's comment. "Of course we would. Desperately. It would be like someone extinguished the sun. But people can get used to a little living in the dark. Niklas takes Sabella by the arm and starts pulling her to the door, killing their quiet exit by waving to just about everyone.

Isabelle, who isn't happy to be doing this, Sabella leave, following Niklas.

Tiptoe. Tip. Toe. Tiiiiiptooooooe. Caith sneaks up behind Jeffeth and claps her hands over his eyes as he sits at one of the tables. Lowering her voice into something deep and mysterious, she asks: "Guess who?" So tricky, this one.

6 House Velenosa Guards, Ibasia, the Velenosa Lady-in-Waiting leave, following Jaenelle.

Titania nods her head whispering back to him.

"In fine health, Lady Monique. The both of us. How now." He gives nods all around, giving grunting nods toward Victus and Michael. "Your Grace. Lord Michael." He looks back toward Monique with a short nod.

"Oh. Is that all?" Monique gets Michael's elbow bumping into her ribs before he'll grin back towards them. "I'm sure the making the children is more fun than having them. I wish you the best of luck in both. I do need to step out. And send a message towards Ianna. She prefers I ask about the child first, for some reason. And Michael steps aside, elbow pulling at Monique's hands. To see if she is coming.

As the newlyweds escape the scene of the crime, Tikva laughs and turns the brightness of her smile on Sorrel; she greets her friend by saying, "They got away!"

"Yes I saw your husband's remark in the journals. A wolf-hybrid does sound... intriguing..." Victus slowly runs a hand down his beard, for a moment his attention entirely stolen by the prospect. It's a few long seconds before he even notices Jaenelle is on her way out, making him blink in surprise. "Oh uh, BYE COUSIN!" He calls to the door as she slips away. "Damn it, think I missed 'er..." Now alone, he turns back to the crowd. "Count Riven." He nods in kind, beginning to drift across the floor without much direction.

Ohhh Cora on a mission, with Reese in tow she heads to Ford with a grin, excitement abounds! There is adventure, there is mischief, there is trouble! Oh yes, there is fun.

Ford has left the Dance Floor.

Coraline has left the Darkened Alcove.

Reese has left the Darkened Alcove.

Deliverance, an albino falcon, Rascal, a hyper terrier, Rosalie, a lady in waiting leave, following Reese.

3 Thrax Guards, Freja the long suffering, Reese leave, following Coraline.

Barbara, the stalwart Stormward secretary, Titania, Coraline leave, following Ford.

"To be fair, they are pretty slippery and kind of silly, and they're all yours now," Sorrel points out to Tikva with a good-natured grin.

Monique smiles to Thesarin at his nod. "Oh, well enough. Busy," she adds, "what with the robbery at the library and the preparations for the gala and the writers contest. And other things." She gives the Riven Count a meaningful look. "Barely time to think!" She glances to Michael's tugging, extracting her hand. "I'll be along shortly, m'lord," she tells him. "Send Ianna my love?"

Caith's hands go over his eyes and a broad smile curls up his lips. He doesn't resist or try to pull the hands off his eyes instead just lets out a quiet laugh. "Is it the Dominus?" Jeffeth rumbles with a broad grin. "No. Legate Orazio." A beat. "Lady Oona!" He is sitting at his table now with Ailith having recently joined him and currently trying to guess who the heck has her hands on his face.

Thesarin nods back toward Monique, and leans in toward her ear, speaing quietly.

Ailith chuckles as she sips her tea, admiring the exchange between Caith and Jeffeth. "Sir Jeffeth, I think you're being paid a visit by the Claw of Arx? I do spy something fluffy."

"Absolutely. Count Thesarin." Michael gives Thesarin a quick grin before he makes his escape. Damnable press of happy people. Everywhere. So annoying.

Lisebet sips her drink, enjoying people watching for a bit. She starts to circulate, a little more freely as the population in the room starts to diminish, with the bride and groom departing.

"Absolutely true," Tikva says. Her grin is crooked in answer. "Not too dearly bought, though. the marquis was quite sensible, I think, of the rise in his brother's station. And there is only so much of a bar a woman in /my/ position could be to true love, and all that."

Tee! Hee! Teeheehee! Each of Jeffeth's guesses is met with laughter and Caith winks at Ailith as she takes a seat at the table. When the Palace Seraph tells the Solace knight that he's being visited by the dreaded and feared Claw of Arx, the princess lets loose a terrifying howl:

"MrooOOooOOooOOoOOoOOOoOoOOwl!"

Yes, quake in your boots! Run for the hills! Protect your children! Caith shifts a little so that only one hand covers Jeffeth's eyes (so, like, basically: he can see now) and then her other hand? She lifts it into the air, her fingers curled like a claw! And then she attacks his meaty shoulder like ARGH. Except it's like attacking a rock. So much muscle like whoa.

Michael has left the Comfortable Crown Couches.

One hand comes up off of Jeffeth's face, and his free eye is looking around, flicking to Ailith then over at the little handclaw that is attacking his shoulder. There's another bellowing laugh that emits from the large knight. Shaking with laughter the big knight is slowly turning still one hand over one eye as he goes to peer at Caith.

"Your Highness." Rumbles the one eyed knight, smiling toothily. "It's so good to see you. I hope you had a good trip." The big man smiles warmly, before his free eye flicks over to the hand, still on his eye.

Ailith grins in kind to Caith. "My what great claws you have, Your Highness," she jests, then bows her head respectfully, then peers between Jeffeth and Caith. "Trip?"

Monique nods her copper-bright head to Thesarin deeply, their low conversation ending. "I'd best find my way home. Good evening, Count Riven. It was good to see you, as always."

Lisebet waves to those she recognizes, deciding it is perhaps time to slide out and head home.

Ramona - A Farshaw House Guard leaves, following Lisebet.

Thesarin shrugs his shoulders, and takes a half-step back from Monique. "Send word when there's news. I'll be making ready." He's quiet a moment, and gives another low grunt. "Best of luck finding the thieves. I don't envy 'em."

Victus has left the Green Table.

12 Thrax Elite Guards, Crow - Thraxian Steward, Lilybelle - Maimed Maine Coon leave, following Victus.

Monique's smile for Thesarin is wry. "Thank you, Count Riven. Good evening." And she turns to slip out.

Ailith has left the Gray Table.

Dame Marra, a limping fennec fox, Disciple Ismay leave, following Ailith.

Her identity revealed, Caith removes her hand from over Jeffeth's eyes -- eye, whatever! -- and comes around from behind him, grinning luminously at both him and Ailith. "Oh, it was just a little research trip," she replies, fluttering one of her wee claws. "I was chasing down a bit of information and I finally was able to get the final bits of the puzzle pieces to fall into place. Fascinating history, really." Her attention swinging over to Jeffeth and she nods! "And yes! It was a good trip! Illuminating."

The blonde glances over at the dance floor, fingers drumming absently on the back of the half-giant's chair. "I was coming over here to ask you if you wanted to dance," she says airly. "But I do not wish to deprive Seraph Ailith of her company. Maybe the three of us can all dance togeth-.." But when she looks back, Ailith is gone! Caith's eyes go very wide and she looks this way! She looks that way! Where did she gooooo? Slowly, her gaze wanders back to Jeffeth and her shoulders lift up in a baffled 'did I do that' shrug.

Jeffeth has left the Gray Table.

Jeffeth has joined the Gray Table.

Caith has joined the Gray Table.

Inquisitor Jonathen, 6 Veteran Confessors, a fire salamander arrive, following Laric.

Inquisitor Jonathen, 6 Veteran Confessors, a fire salamander leave, following Laric.

Confessor Imori, Confessor Warren, 5 Armed Confessors leave, following Tikva.

Thesarin looks around the remaining guests, giving another slow nod toward each. He starts to make his way toward the exit.

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

white-tailed eagle, 2 House Riven Soldiers leave, following Thesarin.

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

Terese has left the Shadowy Corner.

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

Oh wow. It's so late after the Grayson Wedding Reception of Total Fabulousness, and Prince Luca emerges from a shadowed alcove where he's been tucked away in. Who can tell what he's been doing back there? Whatever the case, he sort of stumbles back to life with a cat in one hand and a flask in the other. The Lycene looks around, like he's getting his bearings together on a matter, before finishing off what's left in the flask. He wanders over to the velvet-lined wooden gift box still half-stuffed with commemorative wedding tiaras, drops both cat and flask into it, before looking around, picking it up, and wandering off. Ahem. Nothing to see here. CONGRATULATIONS SABELLA AND NIKLAS.

Luca picks up Velvet Lined Wooden Gift Box.

Luca has left the Shadowy Corner.

Giuseppe, a kindly old man leaves, following Luca.

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

Sorrel has left the Alcove By the Stairs.

Teonia Redreef, Marquessa Pudding, a pudgy puppy, Aryka Wyrmfang, 3 Thrax Guards leave, following Sorrel.

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

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

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

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

Jeffeth has left the Gray Table.

Caith has left the Gray Table.

3 Thrax Guards, Carys, a slight woman with ink-stained fingers, Cuddle Puddle, the loviest-doviest feline leave, following Caith.

Caith leaves, following Jeffeth.

3 Thrax Guards, Carys, a slight woman with ink-stained fingers, Cuddle Puddle, the loviest-doviest feline arrive, following Caith.

Caith arrives, following Jeffeth.

3 Thrax Guards, Carys, a slight woman with ink-stained fingers, Cuddle Puddle, the loviest-doviest feline leave, following Caith.

Caith leaves, following Jeffeth.