500-09-22 Ashlan Forester Wedding
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September 22, 500 A.G.'
The wedding between Aileana Ashlan and Phineas Forester is an interesting affair with animals paraded about and an unexpected visitor. Logged from Phin's perspective, so there may be some mutters.
Great Hall -- Gateway Castle
Emperor Rourke winks at Aileanna, nodding toward his bare feet.
Catherine shifts in the seat
Phineas walks amongst his siblings, his feet as bare as Aileana's and subtle hand-signals given to the large mastiffs that come with the crew. As the group moves towards the Emperor, he bows deeply, and the two dogs do a good impression of a bow too, heads lowered and butts up in the air.
Aileana actually chuckles at the wink from the Emperor and then her gaze goes to the Foresters and their arrival, her search really only for one among them. Despite her smile, she still nibbles briefly at her bottom lip, evidence of some of her nervousness or just excitement.
Philomena walks up with the rest of her family, looking quite cheerful that the big event is finally here! And as the groom bows, she curtsies toward the Keeper respectfully.
Phailin follows her siblings. When they reach the keeper and the bride, a curtsey is given.
Emily suddenly seems to think of something and she looks over at her sister, asking, "Alley? Are Boris and Fortinbras gonna be my brothers too?"
Phoenix dips himself into a bow in tune with his siblings, accompanying them and the dogs with a quiet expression on his face, more solemn then anything else.
Phoebe is poised and proud as she enters the hall, gaze immediately traveling over the crowd to determine who is in attendance.
Duke Lazarus smiles at the dogs.
Phoebe curtsies deeply to the Emperor.
When the Forester family reaches the front, the women move to stand on Aileana's side and the men array themselves next to Phineas.
The dogs go to stand next to the men, as might be deemed appropriate regardless of their gender.
Phaeton processes into the room with his siblings, standing at the far right.
Emperor Rourke's gaze turns to Phineas, and he offers a slight bow in return before rising. His attention flicks toward Philomena and lingers there a bit longer than on others. He then turns to the dogs, choking back a chuckle at the 'bows'. The rest of the family is given a smile and then the ceremony begins.
The Keeper lifts his voice, the words flowing from his lips, "Providence has brought us together on this day to unite this couple in the contractual union of marriage between Lady Aileana Ainsely Iva Rose Ashlan and Lord Phineas Caspian Emrys Dante Forester both of Green Fields. Who of Emerald Hollow presents this man as a candidate worthy of entering into this union?"
Duke Newton stands at Aileana's side as the Forester's make their presentation, watching the groom with a stern, critical eye as if taking this last chance to make sure the man is worthy enough of his eldest daughter. Hands clench into tight fists at his sides as the possessive streak of parenthood rises through him. His jaw shifts to a firm set as he continues to study Phineas Forester.
Phoebe replies very clearly, "We do."
"We do," Mena says with a bright smile, along with the rest of her family.
Phailin gives of her own statement, "We do."
Phineas gives a subtle hand signal, and Boris and Fortinbrass both bark their agreement with the rest of the family. >BARK< >BARK<
Phoenix raises his voice with the rest. "We do."
Aileana just looks over the Foresters in a brief perusal of the siblings though her gaze is soon on Phineas again and then the dogs. She lifts one hand to her lips to hide her bit of laughter, and oddly, antics like dogs and little sister's blurting out questions she doesn't intend to answer makes her forget about bad weather and other hardships so that she can just enjoy the moment.
Phoebe's brow knits a fraction as the dogs are prompted to join the 'we dos,' her attention shifting to Phineas.
Philomena laughs a bit as the dogs join in to answer the Emperor.
Constantine enters the hall and takes up residence toward those from Guardians.
Aemon arrives silently, glancing towards the ceremony as he takes a place at the back, near the rest of the Guardian Isle nobility.
Asha takes her attention from the wedding for a moment to nod to the Stavros contingent, looking just a little more relaxed with another pair of countrymen around her.
Phaeton replies, "We do" and the appropriate time.
Rourke waits silently for the cycling through the Green Field brood, his gaze on the couple as the family speaks their approval. He blinks as the dogs even put in an agreement. "So let it be recorded." The Emperor's gaze moves to the Duke of Greenfield, "And who of Green Fields Duchy accepts this presentation?"
Duke Newton's gaze lingers on Phineas till the Emperor begins to speak to him, tearing his critical look away slowly as he lends his attention to the Keeper and listens to the words intently before nodding his head slightly and answering quite clearly, "I.." his gaze shifts momentarily to his daughter, "do."
Phineas straightens subtly under the regard of Newton, a slight tip of his head given respectfully to the Duke. Dark eyes slide to Aileana and settle there, a faint smile tugging at his lips. He glances down at her feet, then his own, and wriggles his toes.
A faint smile at the hesitation and the King asks, "What price will be offered to the Foresters of Emerald Hollow in exchange for their offering?"
Aileana just smiles at her Father, the expression faltering marginally at his pause though it grows again once she hears the remainder of his reply.
Duke Newton's stiff demeanor eases once asked about the price in return for the Forester's offering. Looking off to the side and inclining his chin to one of the attendants to let the flood of animals begin their parade through the ceremony as a demonstration of what is being offered in return for Phineas.
And a demonstration it is! From the south hall a parade of animals coming in Noah's Ark style (and very wet from their stay outdoors) arrives. There are at least twenty cows that lead the parade, each with a handler to direct them. Horses of the finest quality bloodlines follow next, some nervously skittering and trying to steal the show. The mass of hunting dogs that follow bark and yelp as they make a spider web out of their leashes. Yum, the smell of wet dog! This section of the groom price is steered down the center of the aisle so that every guest can look at the price being offered. When near the wedding party, they are steered to the side to circle the audience and be lead back outside. The second half of the price are the pigs and sheep which are just herded along the back of the seating area and then back outside in tune to a chorus of baas and oinks. And then the last and likely one of the best parts of the price is the cart that is full of crates of wine and bolts of fine fabrics from areas of the Duchy. It's parked behind the audience and will likely remain there.
Asha's lips twitch slightly in amusement as the parade begins, watching the animals pass through.
Phineas reaches out a hand, palm flat, and keeps it before Boris and Fortinbras while the groom's price is displayed. He eyes the hunting dogs very critically.
Oh, the horses! Mena can't help but look excited when she sees the parade of steeds.
Dominic's mouth just completely drops open at all of the animals, barking dogs, mooing cows, yummy pigs and wow..look at all of it! He hops to his feet, I'm hungrier than /ever/ now!"
Phoebe's attention travels over the gifts being awarded for the pleasure of Phineas becoming an Ashlan.
Aileana's own gaze shifts to the back of the enormous hallway, brows lifting a bit in expectation of the price offered. She seems excited at the display of livestock and cuts a glance towards Philomena as the horses come through and then Phineas as soon as the dogs come on the scene.
Phailin smiles a bit broadly as she looks what they get in exchange for their brother.
Philomena leans over and mumurs something to the groom with a grin. She mutters to Phineas, "... so worth... rid..."
You sense Philomena leans over and mumurs something to the groom with a grin. "This is so worth getting rid of you for."
No wonder it was previously arranged for outside! Rourke watches the march of the parade of livestock. At least he did have a heads up. He watches his great hall fill up, noting more than one servant wincing in anticipation of some 'accident'. One is smart enough to send to the stables for a boy or two... this, is definitely not in /her/ job description.
Constantine's brow rises at the display of Green Fieldian wealth.
Phineas aims a smirk at Philomena, an affectionate one. But really, he wants to look at the hunting dogs. Oh, his bride, too! He looks at his bride. The dogs won't be his, but the bride will.
At least one steamy wedding gift is left in the middle of the aisle! Oh, no, make that two. One horse does kick at another horse as chaos threatens briefly, but is soon under control again. Woo doggie! Or woo horsy as the case may be!
Phoenix's lips curve as he watches the price being paid, though he is otherwise still beside his siblings.
Rourke turns his gaze on Newton, lifting his voice above the sounds of mooing, neighing, barking, oinking, etc. His attention slows as it returns and his brow knits as he tries hard not to laugh at something in the front row. He clears his throat, trying not to breath in too deeply, and asks, "Who accepts this presentation?"
"And once again Emily's there in the clinch. "I do! They're paying us to take Phineas, right?" She doesn't quite understand the whole tradition.
Phoebe replies with a slow smile, "We do, Your Majesty."
Tiptoeing down the aisle, a pair of men in the livery of the dukedom take care of the deposits left behind by horses, cows, dogs, whatnot.
Aileana gives a small shake of her head to her sister's words and whispers, "No....shhhh."
Boris and Fortinbras give full-throated barks of approval. >BARK< >BARK<
Philomena's grin brightens as she watches the spirit of the horses. How great! She doesn't pay any mind to the dung piles left behind. "Oh! Yes. We do!" She answers somewhat belatedly.
"We do!" Lin attempts to project her voice above all the other noises.
Phoenix glances over towards where the animals are shown out before he answers, "We do," in response to the Emperor's question.
Phaeton grins a LOT. "We do. "
"In so much as both parties have accepted the offerings presented before them," Rourke lifts his gaze upward then again settles his attention on the bride and groom, "let us petition Providence for a blessing of this union."
"But ... I don't understand," Emily asks, though she quiets herself at a look from her father.
Newton watches the Forester's reaction to the presentation, pride still showing on his own face. His smile growing as misty eyes turn to his daughter, taking her hands and slowly placing them in Phineas's. Giving them one last squeeze before he relinquishes her to him. Hands now empty, he glances upon them for but a moment, letting one come to rest upon little Emily's shoulder. He still has her for a good few years.
Once the whole presentation part is over and the ceremony is continuing, Mena steps to the side and finds herself a seat amongst the other guests.
Phineas extends his hands towards Aileana and clasps hers warmly, turning to face her full on. His thumb smooths along her fingers.
As Aileana's hands are placed in the hands of her soon-to-be husband, her gaze turns to him alone. A smile of affection traces her lips as she takes a deep breath that quivers on the exhale.
"Do you, Lord Phineas Forester," Rourke asks, his green eyes resting on Phineas, "agree with the acceptance of the presentation on behalf of the Barony of Emerald Hollow and with it take on the full responsibilities and privileges of marriage to this woman? Do you give your oath to love, honor, protect, support, caring for and cherish her? Do you vow from this day forward to faithfully serve Green Fields as a united couple that will one day be leaders of the population of the Duchy?"
Philomena doesn't really sit down. She just goes wherever she's supposed to go!
Salvatore walks in, his bells subtlety making sweet music, almost melodic. He finds a place out of the way to stand and watch.
The doors to the great hall open and a tall woman of passing, dark-haired beauty and apparent age enters the room, seeming to lead with the hips rather than chest. She pauses, a tankard of ale dangling dangerously from two fingers, a few splotches on the front of her green fields gown as she surveys the celebration. "My own son is going to be a duke." She declares with a slurred smile. "And he forgot to make sure I could make the wedding."
Ah at least. Firenza Forester has arrived.
Phineas's gaze flicks to the Emperor for a moment, but the midnight eyes seek out Aileana again quickly, a small quirked smile at his features. He gives a subtle wink to her and answers, solidly and proudly, "I do." And then... he hears the entrance of Mother. He closes his eyes.
Philomena glances toward the hall's entrance. Her eyes widen at the sight of her mother, a rather horrified expression taking over her features.
Duke Rhyse glances over his shoulder at the entrance of yet another Forester, and then glances towards the front, at those Foresters already here. This is unexpected.
Firenza eyes the rather impressive array of animals in the room, a surprised laugh that seems to crack in pitch escaping her. "Dear Providence, my son is worth /all/ that?"
Phailin gasps and than turns away not able to look at her Mother a slip of a curse emits out of her mouth.
Phaeton turns towards his mother and then with a big beautiful smile hastens to collect her from the aisle. "We are standing right over this way, Mother. Let me get that..." he reaches for the booze and keeps his words kind.
Princess Eleanor rises slightly in her seat and waves a hand towards Firenza. "I would be honored if the Lady Forester would sit with me," she says, quickly. Over here off to one side!
Phoebe pales, her gaze shooting toward the door. "For the love of..." she cuts herself off, anger clearly starting to define her features.
Phineas mutters to Emperor Rourke, "... please,... beg... Hurry."
You whisper "Emperor, please, I beg you. Hurry." to Emperor Rourke.
Phoenix's spine goes rigid straight at the sound of Mother's voice. He bites down on his lower lip and glances over his shoulder, leaving Phaeton to deal with the matter of their mother.
Rourke turns his gaze to the bride next though it does move over the new arrival briefly. Some whispered words and Rourke speaks again, aksing of Aileanna, "And do you, Lady Aileana Ashlan, agree with the acceptance of the presentation on behalf of the Duchy of Green Fields and with it take on the full responsibilities and privileges of marriage to this man? Do you give your oath to love, honor, protect, support, care for and cherish him? Do you vow from this day forward to faithfully serve Green Fields as a united couple that will one day be leaders of the population of the Duchy?"
A bit of a reddish tint creeps to the features of Philomena, snapping her gaze back to the front of the ceremony and away from the scene her mother is causing.
Firenza manages to pin her blue eyes on Phaeton as he approaches, her features illuminating with drunken perfection. "Phaeton. Darling. You always were such a gentleman. My absolute favorite when your father wasn't around." She seems to have forgotten the tankard, Phaeton's rescue perfect timing. When the princess greets her, she turns in that direction. "Oh? Me?" She positively beams and curtsies rather shakily. "Why, I would love to, High-hic-ness."
Aileana's smile grows at the words spoken of her man when she hears the call from the back of the room and her gaze strays to take in the sight, eyes widening a bit and soon her mouth drops open too, "Oh..." Just a soft response as she sees another aspect of her wedding start to crumble. For a moment, her gaze turns a little glassy and then she actually looks to her Father to see if he still grants permission for her to give the answer that she knows she's supposed to.
Phoebe's lips thin as her mother just keeps... talking.
Princess Eleanor looks uncertain for a moment, casting an apologetic glance towards Phaeton as she interrupts his attempt to do basically the same thing.
Aileana senses: Phineas's fingers tignten on yours, his eyes on your face. Lips mouth the words, "I'm sorry," as a bit of a stain marrs his features.
Phailin ignores her mother instead focusing on the bride and groom. Her hands clasped tightly before her.
Salvatore giggles lightly and covers his mouth. He knows he shouldn't, but theres humor to be found everywhere.
Phaeton is going to stick by Mom's side and offers his arm, since he should by all rights escort her, leads her right over to where the princess is and tries to get her settled so that the moment can continue. He passes the tankard off to someone nearby...the jester. Hopefully out of sight, out of mind.
The Green Field's Duke doesn't seem pleased at the display at all, but a contract is a contract and he simply nods to his daughter and then looks rather blankly towards the back of the hall.
Salvatore takes the tankard and slips away.
Aileana just smiles at her Father and then looks back to Phineas, ignoring the rest of the world or at least the drunken portion as she answers, "I do."
Emperor Rourke casts his sister a grateful look, determinedly ignoring the woman with the tankard and speech impedement. "So let it be recorded. And now as a symbol of the exchanging of these vows spoken this day, let the wedding necklaces be presented to one another."
Firenza surveys the rest of her brood and then frowns some. Pointing at Phailin, she asks of everyone in general, "Is that one mine?" She lets herself be ushered and as soon as her butt can find a seat, she plants herself in it. "Phaeton, do be a dear and get me another drink." In a stage whisper she adds, booze reeking on her breath, "I seem to have misplaced mine."
"Oh! I have that!" Emily exclaims, having been lost in thought staring with wide eyes at Firenza. But the mention of 'necklaces' wakes her up, and she rushes over to Aileana to hold up the precious object. "I didn't lose it!"
Princess Eleanor starts to murmur quietly to Firenza, quietly and quickly.
Aileana leans towards Phineas and whispers something very briefly for him alone.
You sense: Aileana squeezes your hand in return and whispers, "It's our day, Finn. Ignore it."
Philomena just isn't going to look her mother's way. If she doesn't look, she's not there. Of course, everyone can still hear the drunken lout. It is definitely with tension in her form that Mena stares at the bride and groom.
Phailin draws in a breath when she hears her mother. She decides to meet her mother's gaze very briefly giving a look and than quickly looks at her brother and soon to be sister.
Aileana smiles down at her sister and releases Phineas's hand only to reach for the necklace that he'll be wearing. A slight glitter of emerald and rubies surround a crest of Green Fields and anyone close enough can see that the glitter comes from a frame of paw prints around said crest.
Phaeton replies in a mutter, though the code doesn't seem to work for Firenza. "You can get one at the reception, Mother. As much as you want if you can be quieter for teh rest of the ceremony."
Necklace delivered, Emily remains exactly where she is slightly between Phineas and Aileana, beaming up at both of them.
Phineas squeezes Aileana's hands, a quietly grateful smile aimed to her before he releases them and draws a velvet pouch from his garb. He opens it and spills a necklace into his hands. Those who look closely will see a pendant of the crest of Green Fields with three roses framing each side, the petals jeweled in emerald and ruby.
Firenza nods to Phaeton, her smile beatific. "Thank you, darling. Now. Go back to the little ceremony that my son forgot to invite me to and we'll talk later." She winks.
Princess Eleanor continues to speak quietly to Firenza throughout the rest of the ceremony, attempting to keep the woman's attention focused on /her/.
Salvatore stands and quietly watches, sniffing at the contents of the tankard. He shrugs and takes a sip from it.
Phineas leans forwards, holding the necklace as he leans close to clasp it around Aileana's neck carefully. A kiss is pressed to her brow in the process.
As soon as the necklace is around her, Aileana's hands work quickly to unfasten the necklace clasp and then she looks up to Phineas, teasing softly, "Don't let me drop it." She then moves towards him to fasten it around his neck.
The princess does manage to keep Firenza's attention thereafter, the older woman positively sunny about the prospect of rubbing with imperial elbows.
The Keeper has this all memorized... he just wasn't expecting a drunken mother-in-law to be showing up... nor any women who can't fit in their bodices either. He keeps his gaze squarely on Aileana, determined to give her this nice wedding, animal's and their steaming presents, and all. "Let these necklaces be a constant reminder of the weight of the vows that were agreed to before all of the witnesses present." His voice lifts once more, the next words a bit more formal, "With the power invested in Me by Providence, I offer my blessing on this union and pronounce you Lord Phineas and Lady Aileana Ashlan, husband and wife." He did it... and with only minor fluctuations in the ceremonial words. He grins at Phineas, gently reaching out to claim Emily and draw her from between the newly wed pair, "I think this is the part where you kiss her soundly, milord."
Phoebe encourages with a smile. "Please do."
Emily is relocated with ease by the Keeper - she's only five, after all - but she keeps her eyes trained on Phineas and Aileana, and only offers - rather loudly - one final bit of advice. "You gotta let him, Alley! He's your husband!"
Phineas heaves a sigh of happiness, or relief. "It's about damn time," he says, reaching for Aileana to wrap his arms about her and bestow a rather possessive and lusty kiss on her fair lips.
Philomena does smile, then, her hands coming together the applaud the lusty kiss.
Phoenix brings his hands together in what starts off, at least, as quiet applause. "Huzzah!"
Aileana laughs as soon as the pronouncement is made from the Keeper and then the addendum from her little sister, much of the worry melting from her shoulders and stolen even more so as she's swept up into the kiss. Her own arms circle her /husband's/ shoulders and she squeezes him soundly as she joins in with the lip lock.
Phailin grins a bit widely as she looks on to the kiss.
Emperor Rourke lifts his own hands, applauding both the binding of marriage AND that kiss. His gaze drifts to Mena then on to the mother.
Asha whistles at the kiss before adding her applause to the crowd, smile spreading easily.
Salvatore raises the tankard in a toast to the couple as he downsthe rest of its contents.
Princess Eleanor looks away from Firenza only for a moment to applaud the union, and then quickly goes back to distracting her!
Duke Lazarus applauds softly for the wedded couple. wishing them happiness.
"Gross!" Dominic can't help but call out at the face sucking going on! "I like the cows better...and the dogs."
Isadora was here the whole time, sitting in the back, and she brings her hands together in polite applause.
Sin lifts hands to applaud with everyone else, grinning broadly at the happy couple.
"You shut up, Dominic Claremont!" Emily shouts from the front of the room. She's ready to fight! It's the end of the wedding and they /are/ from Green Fields - isn't this when the fighting is /supposed/ to begin?
Lucius smiles and grants his applause along with the rest as the ceremony raps up. Now, you may cook the cows.
Isolde smiles softly and claps her hands. SHe offers a bit of a whistle too. Then colors lightly around her cheeks and falls silent.
Catherine applauds. My what a wedding!
Philomena gives Salvatore a bit of an odd look, but there's a spark of amusement there, which turns into a chuckle at the kids yelling at each other. It /is/ a Green Fields party!
Phineas doesn't break the kiss quickly. He's waited a long tiem for this! So everyone applauds, and his hands spread at Aileana's back, cherishing her close to him. Y'all can wait.
"It /is/ gross!" Dominic counters back at Emily's words, his face scrunching up a bit now! "You're just mad ya ain't kissin' my brother!"
Aileana senses: Phineas's shoulders are shaking just slightly, you can tell with a wee bit of laughter.
"That's better than kissing you!" Emily retorts, taking off from the front of the room with her basket swinging, intending to launch herself into the audience and bean Dominic with it!
Rourke laughs as the kiss goes on and on and on...
Aileana doesn't seem in any hurry to break the kiss either though all of the banter with kids provoking fights and people clapping makes her just start to laugh. It's over! It's done! The ceiling of the castle hasn't collapsed...yet!
Nigel mutters to Isolde, "... lovely... You..."
Firenza has arrived.
Constantine applauds for the new couple.
Phaeton straightens a little taller and applauds for his twin being hitched and finally able to kiss the woman as publicly as he wants.
Isolde goes to catch the girl going to her brother. Though some words cause her to stop. Oceanic eyes twist quickly towards Nigel as her smile completely fades. Her lower lip is caught before she offers something to him.
Phineas breaks the kiss finally, soft words whispered through laughter at his wife's mouth. Then he raises his voice. "Alright, I believe it's time for a party?"
Asha's expression quiets a bit as the kiss continues, rueful, as she claps a bit longer.
Aileana senses: Phineas whispers softly, I love you. You, and only you, from now till the day I die, aileana Ashlan.
Isolde mutters to Nigel, "... Ortberg?... spend... towards..."
Firenza glances up from her conversation and applauds, even standing and hooting for her son. "Well done, Pha...er.. Phineas. Well done. Your father at least did something right."
The Keeper chuckles, "I rather thought you'd already started, milord."
Princess Eleanor has done her part! The ceremony is over and now - hopefully - she can turn Firenza over to one of the Foresters!
"I know it is!" Aileana declares as she stays rather pressed against Phineas's side and she looks up at him and whispered words that come. She whispers in return, ignoring her wild sister for now.
Phoebe shoots her mother a dark glance, one that should be able to banish.
Aileana whispers: I love you too, Phineas...Ashlan! We're /married/!"
Phineas sighs heavily at the comment from his mother, then bows in her direction. "Thank you, Mother," he intones gravely. The Emperor gets am easy smile as his arm loops over Ana's shoulders.
Nigel reaches down to get his date's arm and then stands up. He offers a polite applause for the new couple, just enough to be considered appropriate.
With another wide-eyed look to her mother given, Mena turns and heads in the opposite direction, more toward the buffet.
Dominic's eyes widen as a wild woman that happens to be five comes after him with a basket! He leaps up to his seat and starts to wave an invisible sword at her as if that would do anything, "I can pound ya! I know alchemy and can turn ya inta a frog!!"
Vincente applauds cheerfully, rising with the rest of the crowd. He glances about, backing a bit towards a wall to enjoy a view of the broad spectrum of people present.
Phoenix looks back towards his mother, his lips pursing slightly as his hands finally halting their applause. He releases a breath, and looks back over towards the newly minted couple, melting off to the side of the hall.
"You're nothing but a big old jerk!" Emily insists, flailing about with her basket. She could hit anyone, really - her aim is atrocious. "You were RUDE during my sister's wedding!"
Phoebe bids her brother, "Congratulations, Phineas. Lady Ashlan."
Isolde pauses for a moment. She sniffs the air. Suddenly, her features turn rather green hued as she glances around. A few gulps of air taken into her lungs. Her hand moves to her mouth a bit as she looks around for a glass of wine.
Salvatore moves quickly to Emily and Dominic, "Lady Emily, this isn't the place, now calm down and put a smile on your face." His voice is gentle and caring.
Firenza sketches a curtsy for Eleanor. "It's been a pleasure, Highness." Almost sing-songing, she adds, "Have to go and make the rounds for my son who is now a Duuuke."
Emperor Rourke steps away from the couple, allowing the family to give their congratulations. He moves off, watching Lady Emily use her basket of petals on the poor unprotected Dominic.
"You're a dork all the time!" Dominic calls out as he ducks down and tries to scurry under the row of chairs to escape the girl, "Leave me alone so I can eat!"
"Of course, my Lady," Eleanor says to Firenza, smiling with strained pleasantness. She doesn't even try to correct the woman.
Asha rises, casting a bemused look at Dominic and Emily before looking back towards the Stavros brothers. "Lord Aemon, Lord Constantine," she greets with a nod for each. "I'm glad to see you could make it this evening."
Phailin takes in another breath as she watches her mother's antics. A bright smile is shot towards her brother and Ana.
Constantine bows to Asha. "A Green Fields' event is always something to attend, is it not?"
Phineas looks around the room and, in a great tradition of passive-aggressivism, tugs Aileana with him towards the dance floor and away from his mother.
Emily frowns at Salvatore, but it's really the approach of her father that spares Dominic from a serious beaning. Duke Newton catches the basket in mid-swing and hefts Emily up beneath one arm, carrying her away from Dominic with an apologetic glance towards his fellow Duke and the young Lord.
Aileana just stays against Phineas, "We have to get the dance floor warmed up for everyone, love." And since he had the same thought, she follows along easily.
Musicians converse for a moment and then a merry, celebratory tune of Green Fields flavor begins to fill the hall.
Phaeton seems mostly paying attention to his mother, making sure that she does not lack for an escort. "Mother...why don't we get something to eat..." and dilute the alcohol a little.
Rourke stops near the row of chairs, resting a hand on the back of one. He looks across those gathered, resting for a moment.
Isolde gives Nigel a pained look at something whispered to her. She finds her feet trying to be casual as she looks for a glass of wine. She clears her throat a bit. "Um.. Master Ortberg.. perhaps your escort could use a drink.. and perhaps you could get me one as well?" Her eyes are even starting to water a bit as she takes some calming breaths.
Phoebe starts to turn away and then draws in a steady breath. She turns and marches over to her mother, engaging the woman in a conversation that seems to happen mostly from behind her teeth.
Duke Lazarus stands in the back, watching the interesting family gathering that goes on before him. He approached Firenza and Her Highness, Eleanor. Deeply he bows. "Your Highness, you need to introduce me to this stunning woman."
Aileana takes a place on the Dance Floor.
Duke Rhyse just looks amused at the interplay between Dominic and the Green Fields girl, so it is Isolde who gets a frown of concern from him. "Are you all right, Isolde?" he murmurs.
Dominic watches Emily get toted off and hopefully walloped good as he pokes his head up from the rows of chairs, "Can we eat now?"
Salvatore moves to Rourke and speaks quietly.
Philomena just looks over the buffet as if it is the most interesting thing in the Empire.
Isolde offers a bit to her father, "Fine, Daddy... just um.." She steeples her palm over her nose a moment and leans in to whisper.
"That's what I've heard," Aemon agrees with his brother, his lips forming a quiet smile. "A pleasure to see you've made it as well, after all the excitement earlier today, my lady."
Isadora rises from a spot near the back, but she doesn't move anywhere, only watches the happenings.
Isolde mutters to Duke Rhyse, "Someone's... is... my... to... bit. It... It might... sort..."
Phineas steps onto the dance floor with Aileana and gives her a flourishing bow before tugging her close to him and beginning the steps of the fast-paced dance. His conversation with her is lost easily to anyone not on the dance floor, but they're dancing all through the song.
Princess Eleanor frowns slightly as Lazarus approaches, and rises from her seat to put a bit of space between them. "Lady Firenza Forester, Duke Lazarus Karaganinas, of Mists." Introduction done, she moves quickly towards the front of the room and Rourke.
Phailin tries to go towards the buffet. Yes food is good. Mother not so good.
On the dance floor, Aileana just smiles up to you, "You okay? I mean...well, you know what I'm talking about?"
Lucius smiles polietly to Aemon and Constantine staying near his sister for the moment.
Rhyse nods to Isolde's murmered words, and offers his daughter his hand. "Would you care to dance, sweetheart?"
Emperor Rourke glances at Salvatore before turning the chair around and sinking into it, "Sal... could you get me some water, please?"
Philip comes in from the south hallway.
Philip has arrived.
Firenza says something dismissively to her daughter and simply perks up as the Duke approaches, her blue eyes summing him up openly and approvingly. She thrusts a hand toward him rather sloppily, smiling. "Ah, Your Grace. It is a pleasure to meet you." As if remembering herself, she emits a quiet Oops and then curtsies as well, laughing some, "Almost forgot that part."
Phoenix moves towards his youngest sister, reaching to put a hand on her shoulder. He mutters to Philomena, "... okay,... sure... cause... You... need... it..."
Aileana joins in the dance immediately, a familiar song and steps make the going easy as she manages to converse with her husband.
Isolde looks a bit thankful to her father. "Of course, Daddy.. I would love one." She's still looking a bit greeen as a hand falls to her stomach to breathe in and out. "You will lead of course.." She gives a soft smile.
"It's been a big day for everyone, I think," Asha murmurs to the Stavros brothers with a small smile, pausing to look over her shoulder. "Would you excuse me?" she asks then. "Something I need to take care of."
On the dance floor, Phineas sashays along. "So, the roof didn't fall in, my love."
Phoebe frowns at being dismissed so, her usually icy gaze threatening to incinerate her parent. She summons a polite smile for the Duke and the Princess, curtsying as well.
Sin rises from her seat as well, moving out of the chairs to find a place to stand against the wall and just... /watch/ the madness unfold. And time how long 'til the next bit of chaos hits.
Duke Rhyse rises and escorts Isolde away from the nigh-overpowering odor of Nigel's date, moving with her towards the dance floor. "Of course."
Salvatore wraps an arm around the Emperor, "Well done Your Majesty, quite well done. I hope you're ready to marry *everyone*" He moves to a seat set out for the Keeper. "You had that memorized, quite the skill. You could be an actor, I truly feel." He causally pulls the hair back for Rourke to sit.
On the dance floor, "It's not over yet!" Aileana replies with laughter as she just holds you, "How long are we going to stay before we jump on a ship?"
Nigel escorts Chastity towards the back of the room, where he departs, likely for home.
Duke Lazarus takes Firenza's hand and bends over it, kissing her fingers. "Would you care to come with me and get some thing to drink? I would like to show you the courtyard shortly. It is very beautiful this time of night, made more so by beautiful companionship."
Firenza gives Phaeton a brilliant smile. "Oh, be a dear and simply fetch me that drink. I'm meeting the Duke of Missssts."
Dominic does follow after his Father, "Hey, Daddy..can I eat now?" He knows why he comes to these things!
Duke Rhyse nods over his shoulder to Dominic. "Yes, and remember your manners," he calls back to his son.
Emperor Rourke sends a playful slap at Salvatore's arm, "Water." He sits down, taking a moment to catch his breath.
"Of course," Aemon says, with a nod towards Asha, his gaze shifting back towarsd the rest of the party, and the various people gathered to celebrate it.
On the dance floor, Phineas murmurs, "Soon, please?" as he keeps you close. "I... can't believe she showed up.
Lucius watches his sister abandon him... guess that means he should mingle with that large crowd... Seeking out certain parties in particular among them.
Salvatore smiles and laughs and gives a bow. He heads to fetch the Emperor a glass of water.
Isolde moves with her father and pauses. She studies Nigel for a moment. It appears she's torn, such is becoming her look. "Excuse me Daddy.. I'll be right back." She steels her shoulders and approaches Nigel.
Philomena glances over her shoulder, but it's not at her drunken mother this time. Instead, she looks toward the resting Rourke, her eyebrows drawing together slightly. But then her attention turns back to the buffet, getting herself a glass of wine to drink.
Firenza watches the Duke with dark blue eyes, one corner of her mouth rising. "Oh, Your Grace. You are too kind. I would love to go with you." She leans in, adding, "Anywhere."
On the dance floor, Aileana just gives you a warm smile, "Don't worry about it, my love. We'll thank a few people, cut cake and then go honeymoon until we are so worn out we can't move. At least you know she loves you..in some odd way."
Phoebe falls silent as she watches the Duke and her mother.
Philip moves into the party late, and politely mingles, avoiding anything resembling hay.
Isolde mutters to Nigel, "... did... to... Let... clear.... if... excuse... perfume... something... happens rather... sometimes. Now... to... good show... least..."
Dominic runs for the buffet table and grabs a plate to start filling it with mass amounts of food.
Phaeton presses his lips together and finds a drink that is..alcoholic in a sleepy sort of way. He approaches Firenza with the heavy red wine and arches a brow. He bows tot he Duke she is speaking with, then looks at her questioningly.
Lucius spies Philomena at the buffet, which is where he is headed anyway so he moves towards her noting, "My Lady Philomena, you are a dazzling sight tonight."
Salvatore passes by Philomena while on task and speaks quietly to her.
On the dance floor, Phineas gazes down at you. "How can you be so... perfect?" he asks in a soft whisper, the gratitude thick in his words.
Duke Lazarus offers a slight smile. "We are at the foot of my tower. If you were to come above with me, I might play for you on my harpsichord. Such a lovely creature as you should have a lovely voice." his smile is warm and charming, and maybe a bit seductive.
Phailin finally approaches the buffet. She gives a nod to Mena and Nix as she seeks out food and drink.
Emily gets a severe talking-to from her Father and shortly is seen moving meekly - sans basket - towards Dominic.
Isadora watches Duke Lazarus' actions with a mixed expression, her pale brow creasing as she breaks her view to select a drink.
Philomena's regard is grabbed by Phoenix, nodding slightly to him. "I'm fine," she says with a bit of a smile, then inclines her head to Lucius. "Very kind of you, my lord. We are glad you could attend. And thank you for the lovely flower."
Nigel enters the south hallway.
Nigel has left.
Firenza glances over toward Phaeton as he approaches. "Ah, yes. My eldest." She reaches for the wine, adding for the Duke. "Have you met my eldest son, the Baron of Emerald Hollow? Phaeton can usually do no wrong. The more perfect child you'll never meet. Even when he was face first in pain, he always was able to get a smile."
Asha nods to Constantine and Aemon, smile easy. "Enjoy yourself, m'lords," she suggests. "Weddings have a tendency to put romantic thoughts in many a pretty head." Winking to the pair, she turns and searches the crowd, weaving her way through to approach Vincente.
A flat look is given in Lucius' direction as Phoenix nods to his sister, and drifts away from the buffet table, fetching himself an ale and moving off by himself.
Firenza waves Phaeton away at the Duke's invitation. "Thank you, darling. That will be all." She waves him, of course, /after/ she has her precious drink. "I'm going with the Duke. We have /so/ much to discuss."
Philomena's gaze rests on Salvatore as he murmurs to her, and then for another moment later, watching the jester fetch the water.
Isolde looks almost like she's about to cry. It must be the wedding. Her eyes lower for a long moment as it appears she's haveing words with Master Nigel as he leaves. She walks back towards her father. Her voice soft as she speaks to him.
Phoebe looks like she might cry, but it's not the wedding.
Isolde mutters to Duke Rhyse, "... will... Will... save..."
Phailin looks like she's getting a headache as she winces hearing bits and pieces of the conversations. Namely her mother's voice as she fills her plate and gets her drink.
Salvatore moves back to Rourke and sits a glass of water before him before sitting beside him, off to the side. No place at the table for the Fool, always apart.
Duke Lazarus nods to Phaeton. "You would not mind if I took your mother away from you for a while? I find her company enchanting."
On the dance floor, Aileana laughs at that, "You just got lucky? And I'm not perfect. You were the one calming down today, remember?"
Duke Rhyse arches a brow, but nods at Isolde. "All right," he agrees.
Lucius gives a smile to Phoenix in return for his flat look as he pours himself a glass and smiles to Philomena slightly, "I do assume you'll give me the pleasure of a dance thsi night, my lady."
Vincente stays leaning against the wall, emerald eyes watching Asha's approach. When she gets close to him, he bows to her. He mutters to Asha, "... dug... dress that showcases your ass...ets..." He winks.
Emperor Rourke claims the glass the moement it is presented. He takes a swallow, relaxing a bit. He watches the dancing.
Phaeton looks Lazarus over for a moment. "As long as she returns to us still a human, Your Grace."
Phoebe arcs a brow at the Duke, assessing him. "Your Grace. We are honored that you would be so kind, but we have not seen our mother in a long time and I would love to..." She trails off at Phaeton's words, not really wanting to take mom off anyway. That means more time with her. She simply nods, though says something private to Phaeton.
Phoebe mutters to Phaeton, "She'd... to... to..."
Dominic is putting likely more food on his plate than he can eat! His gaze does shift to Emily and he frowns a bit, "What? Ya get a lickin'?"
"I gotta apologize to you, so I'm sorry you're a jerk," Emily says to Dominic. "And I'm supposed to offer to make it up to you, so if you /want/, I'll tell you where you can see somethin' real real neat."
On the dance floor, Phineas holds you near through a few tight turns. "It's a good balance," he observes quietly. "A very good balance. Do you think we should be cutting the cake yet?"
Phailin moves away from the buffet table and scans the crowd. Her plate and drink in hand.
Laraine comes in from the south hallway.
Laraine has arrived.
Duke Lazarus nods and smiles "I assure you, Sir, I will take good care of her. She could not be in better hands."
Philomena's attention returns to Lucius, a strained smile on her features. "Perhaps in a bit, my lord," she replies to the Barca, glancing slightly toward her mother. "But I must speak with someone first, if you'll excuse me?"
Dominic blinks a few times at Emily and then stuffs nearly a whole pie in his mouth at once, "What kinda neat thing?" At the mention of neatness, his gaze shifts over the crowd, "I don't see no fake Phoebe here!"
Asha chuckles at Vincente's words, smile flashing swiftly bright as she takes a turn. She mutters to Vincente. she asks, arching a brow lightly.
Firenza shushes Phoebe. "Oh will you please. At least I managed to keep my husband past a few weeks. I think I can be trusted to spend some time with the duke."
Aemon watches the Lady walk away, glancing back to his brother momentarily. "Are you remaining for the reception?" he wonders, motioning a servant with drinks near.
Catherine leans to Phoebe and whispers quietly
Lucius nods to Philomena, "Of course," as he lifts his drink to his lips with a smile glancing brielfy to the drunken Forester.
Phailin frowns and decides to walk where Phoebe and Phaeton are along with her mother and the duke.
"I don't know anything about a fake Phoebe," Emily says. "The real one's over there." She points towards Phoebe. "But what you'll get to see is ..." She leans forward to try and whisper to Dominic.
Vincente grins at Asha. "
Vincente grins at Asha. "Only if you let me lead," he says, offering the crook of his elbow to her.
Phaeton nods and steps back. Seems he'd rather just not cause more arguement.
Phoebe visibly withdraws from Firenza at her words. Mouth tightening, she simply curtsies to the Duke, "Grace," and then pivots on her heel, striding off.
Salvatore smiles at Rourke, "What a fine spread, all sugar and spice. I really must say, one of those rolls would be nice." The jester is the Master of the Not-So-Subtle Hint.
Laraine slips into the reception quietly, hands folded at her waist and looks over the party that seems to be in full swing.
Phoebe pauses at Catherine's words, however.
Phaeton chuckles at something Phoebe says.
Emperor Rourke leans toward Salvatore, his voice low. "Go. I'll be up and about in a bit..."
"Thank you," Mena says with another bit of a smile toward Lucius, then takes her wine and walks toward the seating in the room. It's in Emperor Rourke's direction that her steps take her, stopping to curtsey a few steps from him. "Your Majesty. Thank you for performing such a.... lovely ceremony."
Emily mutters to Dominic, "... you follow... you... a... Fields..."
Salvatore speaks under his breath.
Firenza breaths as if a leaden cloak had just been removed form her shoulders, raising her new wine to her lips for a healthy swig. When finished, she adorns her features with a smile for the Duke of Mists. "Shall we, Your Grace?" She moves to take his sleeve.
Lucius sips his ale and now looks for new parties to flirt with... hrm.
Duke Lazarus takes the lady and nods to the others, smiling and departing.
Duke Lazarus enters the south hallway.
Duke Lazarus has left.
Laraine enters the south hallway.
Laraine has left.
Firenza enters the south hallway.
Firenza has left.
Asha rolls her eyes slightly at Vincente for that comment, grin slipping crooked. "I would never think of trying to lead a dance, Lord Vincente," she drawls bemusedly. "Battle, sure. Dances, less so."
Emperor Rourke's eyes shift to the Lady Philomena. He smiles faintly, "Thank you. My first... but hopefully not the last." He lifts a barefoot, resting heel to toes. "Comfortable too... I should make a law that barefeet at anything where you have to stand for any length of time is expected."
Phoebe trades words with Catherine and continues away from Firenza and the Duke.
On the dance floor, Aileana laughs at that, "You're in a rush, aren't you?" She does nod, "Yes, we should..and yes, we have a good balance. We'll have a great life together."
Sin has been edging along the walls towards the northern door and impending escape. Ah, but her moment is at hand, and out she goes!
Philomena smiles a bit to Rourke's response, spotting his bare feet. "It seems you need to be comfortable, after such a night and following morning."
Dominic blinks at Emily and his mouth stops mid-chew, "Do what?" A few crumbs fly as he looks over to the wedded couple. He then looks to his Father as questions swim in his mind, "They can't raise no demon!"
Emperor Rourke's eyes make a circuit of the room, "Lord Lucius is right... you are stunning tonight."
"Shh! Shh, are you crazy?" Emily insists to Dominic, waving her hands at him urgently.
Vincente aims an innocent look at Asha. "Just making sure, milady. Don't step on my bare feet." He tugs her to the dance floor with a laugh.
Catherine moves to get a drink alone, and looks around the room, watching for friendly and familiar faces.
Isadora breaks away from the wall with a breath and it does not take long for her to come alongside where the Emperor is seated. She sinks into a low curtsy, her skirts spreading artfully on the floor around her. "Your Majesty," her blue gaze slips to Philomena, "My lady. Quite the celebration."
Phailin finishes her meal and walks back over to the buffet to deposit her items and than looks for an escape.
On the dance floor, Phineas slows the dance and cups your cheek. "I love you. Let's get some cake and get out of here."
Phoebe finds herself and ale and enjoys it, searching the room for her siblings.
Princess Eleanor is starting to look slightly claustrophobic as everyone starts to mill about, and moves over to stand - or hover - near a wall.
Asha stands and leaves The wedding audience.
Dominic goes back to eating, "No. I don't know what yer talkin' about." He is definitely suspicious of the married couple now...all of the Green Fielders for that matter. His gaze darts around at the various people with some growing apprehension.
Asha takes a place on the Dance Floor.
Asha joins you.
"Thank you, Majesty," Mena says, her gaze lowering a bit at the compliment from the Emperor. As Isadora approaches, her gaze moves to the woman, her smile still somewhat strained. "Glad you could join us, my lady."
On the dance floor, Asha laughs. "Step on your foot, indeed!" she exclaims. "I only step on feet on purpose, Lord Vincente, and unless you misstep, you'll not find a bare foot under mine."
Salvatore smiles at Catherine at his spot near the Emperor.
Emily grimaces. "Well if you want to stop 'em then you should go after them," she says, her plan failing miserably.
Emperor Rourke bows his head to the arrival of Isadora, "Milady..."
Catherine flashes a smile back as Salvatore, but does not approach, for he looks to be busy with the Emperor.
Laraine keeps close to the walls herself at this time. Simply watching.
On the dance floor, Aileana just smiles up to Phineas as her feet slow and she nods, "Let's, but we need to thank the Emperor for performing the ceremony."
Phoebe spies Phailin and crosses over to her. "Lin."
The musicicians finish one set with a flourish and start a jaunty reel.
Phailin eyes travel to Phoebe hearing her voice and inclines her head to the approaching sibling, "Phoebe." Finally seeming a bit unsettled as her sister comes closer.
Rourke shifts his position, straightening though he remaining seated for the moment, a bit on the pale side.
Dominic nods to Emily's words, "Okay. I'll follow 'em." And then he creeps towards the dance floor to get a better look at the now suspicious newlyweds. His imagination is too wild for his own good.
On the dance floor, Vincente pivots to face Asha, his hands settling on her. His brows wag at the music that starts. "So I think this was potentially the best wedding ever."
You leave the Dance Floor.
Aileana leaves the Dance Floor.
Phoebe studies Phailin as she approaches, her voice descending to a more private note.
Wow, it worked! Emily beams. "You're real, real brave," she says to Dominic, trying hard not to burst out into giggles.
Phineas draws Aileana from the dance floor, his arm about her shoulders keeping her tucked at his side. Newlyweds. The pair head towards the Emperor.
Phoenix sips quietly from his ale, holding up a wall not far from the buffet tables, watching the others mingling about the celebration.
Phailin shrugs at the quiet inquiry of Phoebe and says something back just as quiet.
Aileana drops into a curtsey once in the vicinity of the Emperor, "We wanted to thank you for performing the ceremony and making such big sacrifices as shoes even indoors." She seems completely cheered from her earlier mood of hysterics.
Rourke smiles over at Aileana and Phineas, "It was my pleasure, Milady... and you are a beautiful bride. His lordship is a lucky man."
Dominic stuffs some more food into his mouth and then scurries to a chair nearby the married couple, just staring up at them with continued suspicion. Oh, how badly he's wishing for swords, slingshots and bows and arrows about now!
Philomena gives another curtsey toward Emperor Rourke. "I hope you feel better soon, Majesty," she murmurs with a subtle tension, making to step away from near the Emperor as her brother and his new bride arrive.
Isadora replies first to Philomena, chuckling. "I managed to steer clear of puppies so that my gown would be wearable." To the Emperor, she quirks a brow but falls silent as Aileana and groom approach.
Catherine sighs when she sees the Emperor looking pale and moves toward him. When at the appropriate distance, she curtseys. Here comes the bride.... she stays quiet.
Emperor Rourke looks after Mena, sighing a little... or just grabbing a breath. He looks back at the couple.
Lucius takes his wine and sees the newlyweds moving towards the Emperor, so he approaches the trio, pressumably to congratulate, but he waits his turn not to interupt the Emperors conversation with them.
Salvatore keeps an eye on Rourke, but his eyes scan the crowd.
Princess Eleanor is so, so glad that she's not the Emperor. Seeing Rourke occupied, and starting to feel unable to breathe in the large crowd, Eleanor tries to make her way swiftly to one of the exits.
Phailin laughs at something exchanged between her and Phoebe saying quietly, "True. Thank Providence."
Aileana smiles up to Phineas at the Emperor's words, "I have to agree with you. He is, but we will not keep you. You have a crowd of eager admirers." She smiles at Catherine, Isadora and Phoebe each in turn, "Sorry for interrupting."
Phineas bows his head. "I agree, I am an incredibly lucky man. She was just telling me that." He chuckles, but there's a trace of concern that draws his brows downwards. "You will be well, Majesty, yes?"
Princess Eleanor enters the south hallway.
Princess Eleanor has left.
Rourke grins up at Phineas, hooking an arm over the back of his chair and trying to look... unaffected. "I will be fine by the morning. Now, both of you go enjoy yourselves. If I cannot steal a dance with your Lady tonight... then at the next ball, I have first rites."
Phoebe replies to Phailin. "There are a few blessings we can be grateful for." At Aileana's words, she gives her now-sister a warm smile. "No interruption at all. Felicitations, my lady."
Phineas admits easily to the Emperor, "The next ball it shall be, as I am planning on kidnapping her off to a ship right after we cut the cake. We've got immmmmportant business." He winks.
Dominic's brows dip down a bit as he looks over to Emily, "I don't see no demons. They just look all mushy!"
Emperor Rourke chuckles, "We'll have to think of more 'ph' names, eh?"
Philomena deposits her untouched wineglass on whatever surface she passes as she, too, walks toward one of the room's many exits, trying to slip out unnoticed.
"I was going to ask a dance of Your Majesty," Isadora begins to Rourke, her brow creasing, "but you look... drained. Rest your feet, and perhaps if later, you feel up to it, you will grace me with a spin around the floor?"
"They're not gonna do it /here/ in front of everybody, stupid," Emily retorts to Dominic.
Phineas says, emphaticall, "No. There are some curses I don't wish on anyone." He chuckles, and bows for the Emperor. "As my wife says, we'll not keep you."
Aileana does blush at Phineas's words and then just laughs, "I do think Finn has been waiting quite a while for this night to completed. Is the gift of swift currents still able to occur?"
Emperor Rourke smiles at the pair, lifting his glass to them, "And...congratulations." He offers to Aileana, "I'll do my best, milady."
Salvatore smiles, "They could name their first born after Sal on his stool and he'd be named PHool." He laughs.
Philomena enters the west hallway.
Philomena has left.
Aileana smiles up to her husband and tugs him towards the buffet table, "Cake...let's cut cake."
Isadora's eyes slip over the crowd briefly, landing on a figure some distance away, and she offers a pale smile.
Emperor Rourke's gaze then finds Isadora and he nods, "I would enjoy it, Lady Isadora."
Phineas is easily tuged by his wife. "Cake indeed," he agrees, flashing a grin to everyone that they pass, and if anyone is missed in the crush (aka spam), perhaps they'll forgive him for being a bit glassy-eyed tonight.
"Oh..." Dominic answers and moves towards a table to eat more food as he waits to spy out the couple soon.
"As would I, Your Majesty," Isadora replies, a hint of warm apology in her voice. She rises from the curtsy in a swirl of skirts, and makes obeisance once more. "And so I hope you feel more refreshed soon. Until then?" She half-rises, awaiting dismissal.
Salvatore leans to Rourke, "Water, Sire? Something to eat? I think Dominic may have missed some of the meat."
Emperor Rourke nods to the Lady, his gaze then moving to Catherine, "I'm fine, Healer."
Isadora steps away from the Keeper, her steps taking her away to the fringes of the gathering, her eyes scanning the crowd intently.
Catherine looks to him, not smiling, but nods. "I was simply concerned, Keeper. I will leave you alone to enjoy your evening." and she steps back and curtseys
Asha says, "tt ;'s grin is bright, a flash of humor in her eyes as she follows the flow of the dance. "None of them are so foolish as to think they could hold the fire for more than a moment without being burned?" she asks with an arch of her brow. "Pity, that. Is there no one willing to put their hand into the hear of the flame?""
Rourke grins, "You think, Sal? Mmmm... perhaps one of the sweet rolls instead."
"Hey! Lady Emily, can ya bring me some of those little pies?" Dominic asks of the girl as he continues stuffing his face with veggies, meat, fruits, meat and a few things that he has no idea what they are!
Duke Newton comes in from the south hallway.
Duke Newton has arrived.
Emily will do whatever it takes to keep Dominic focused on the goal! She beams and loads him up a plate, which she dutifully carries over to him. "You'll need lots of good food so you'll be strong," she says.
Aileana arrives near the cake and picks up the knife as she asks Phineas, "Are we supposed to do this together? Or just feed each other?"
Salvatore leaps up, bells ring out and he heads to fetch his boss a sweet roll. He grabs a pitcher of water as well and refills Rourkes mug. He snags an extra roll for himself, his stomach growling a bit.
"I already am strong!" Dominic protests, "Hey, you seen any fake Phoebe's around? My Daddy's lookin' for her. I think he's sore at her."
"I dunno," Emily says. "What's she look like?"
Emperor Rourke's crosses his legs at the ankles, content to eat the sweet, drink his water and watch the cake cutting.
Catherine moves to take up her usual post by the wall, then, simply watching all the others going by
Duke Newton saunters into the great hall, his cheeks a little rosie and a kerchief dabbing at a red 'smudge'. Eyes taking in the reception, looking for his seat and his daughters.
Duke Rhyse is near Dominic, apparently engaged in a very important conversation!
Phoebe glances up from her conversation with Phailin at mention of her name, eyes narrowing on Dominic.
Phineas eyes Aileana with the knife. "As long as you don't smear cake all over my face, I'll do it however you want." He glances towards Phaeton, a grin for his sibling warm as he answers quietly.
Sin enters from the north hallway.
Sin has arrived.
Duke Rhyse finally decides that Isolde is not coming back, and so he excuses himself - certain that his gift is all of his presence that the newlyweds need this evening.
"She has real dark hair and...has lots of sparkly things and real mean lookin' fingernails." Dominic replies with a firm nod, "And she's a horse thief."
After her breather, Sin returns, slipping back into the great hall. She finds a place on the wall, hands clasped before her as she watches the proceedings once more.
Emily is standing near Dominic and listening to his words very carefully. "I dunno," she says. "Phineas' Mama kinda looks like that."
Aileana smiles to Phaeton as she eyes the knife, "Let's..cut it together and then I'll feed you cake and you'll do the honor of not smearing it in my face either."
Emperor Rourke leans toward Sal, his voice low.
Salvatore leans in to the Emperor.
Phoenix moves away from his wall, though he does turn to offer a smile towards Sin, spotting her. "My lady," he calls, not raising his voice much to deliver the greeting.
"No, that wasn't her. That was some drunk Lady that was real real funny." Dominic replies in between bites of more food.
Isadora breaks off from what she was watching, moving towards Catherine. She offers a low nod. "Mistress Catherine. How does the evening go for you?"
Sin grins back at Phoenix with his greeting, bobbing her head in greeting.
Phailin tries to keep up with the comings and the goings as she stays close to Phoebe. Her eyes now traveling to the cake cutting pair.
Phineas stretches his hand out to assist Aileana with the cake-cutting. "Good, I'm hungry." He chuckles as the pair perform the tradition of cutting the wedding cake.
Phoebe says to Phailin, "Are you going to at least try to dance tonight?"
"Then I don't know," Emily says. "Why do you call her False Phoebe?"
Phailin shrugs at Phoebe and than laughs, "I don't know. Haven't really seen anyone that has caught my eye, just yet."
Duke Newton snatches a glass from a passing tray knocking back a good portion of it in the first gulp as he weaves through the crowd. Listening to the tid bits of conversation as he watches Aileana and Phin tackle the cake.
Salvatore nods and gets up, "So My Majesty commands so shall I obey, but don't by doing this you're getting away." He moves over to Catherine with a smile and leans on the wall beside her, speaking low.
"Cause she was pretendin' ta be Phoebe Forester and said she could turn me inta a frog and no one believed me and it was a /fake/ Phoebe." Dominic replies with wide eyes, "They coulda caught a real live crook!"
Catherine smiles at isadora and curtseys. "Lady Haven. It is good to see you again. The night goes for me as most do." she looks to salvatore as he whispers to her
Emperor Rourke pushes to his feet, his movements slow as he takes his time. He sets aside the glass of water, preparing to slip away.
Lucius decides to sneak his way out, since the wedding is done, he gives a passing smile to anyone he missed on the way.
Lucius enters the south hallway.
Lucius has left.
"Enjoying the party?" Phoenix inquires of Sin, as he comes within polite conversation distance, taking a long sip from his ale.
Aileana gets a small piece of cake cut and gets it into her hands as she eyes Phineas, "You first?"
This is actually way more interesting than getting Dominic to spy on her sister's wedding night. Emily looks at Dominic, wide-eyed. "Really? You want me to help you find her?"
Emperor Rourke enters the south hallway.
Emperor Rourke has left.
Dominic nods several times, "Yeah, I sure do! I gotta find her for my /Dad/!"
Sin tilts her head slightly. "It was... interesting." Can't the same be said for /all/ the parties thrown which have Green Fieldians present? "But it is lovely, yes. Yourself?"
Laraine continues to stand out of the way. Wallflower for the night.
Phoebe frowns toward Dominic a moment at hearing her name slung about so. To Phailin, she inquires, "Are there any whose eye you seem to have caught?"
"Okay!" Emily says, with a grin. "Everybody in the whole wide world is here tonight, she's /gotta/ be here ... we should go look."
Phailin looks over to the children that are talking about her sister and gives a frown and than gives her attention to Phoebe once again, licking her lips in the process, shakig her head some, "No, can't say I have. Well maybe..."
Vincente leaves the Dance Floor.
His shoulder rises in a shrug. "We're interesting folk," Phoenix points out, with a faint chuckle. "What else can you expect?"
Vincente escorts Asha from the dance floor and towards a spot to watch the cake-eating ceremony, leaning in to talk to her quietly.
"Your nights usually include attending wedding feasts?" Isadora teases Catherine, shaking her dark head. "Your life is far more exciting than my own."
Asha leaves the Dance Floor.
Phineas eyes Aileana, some dark suspicion in his eyes. "Alright," he says, warily, but with good humor all the same. He can be in a good mood at his own wedding, especially with mom gone. He bends forwards, parting his lips for the cake-feeding.
Sin grins broadly. "I haven't been around enough of you to /know/ what to expect. I'm starting to get an inkling, however."
Dominic stuffs his mouth with more food and stands on his chair to start looking around, "I don't see her here though! So...fake Phoebe's don't like weddin's! We gotta remember /that/ part!" If that's the case, maybe she's not so bad, "She's real dangerous though. She can turn ya inta a frog if ya hit'er with your sword."
Asha watches, smile curving crookedly as she murmurs in return to Vincente.
Phoenix takes a slow sip of his ale, and chuckles. "You're smart, I'm sure you'll figure it out before too long, my lady," he assures her.
Aileana acts like she may smear cake everywhere, but in the end just puts it in Phineas's mouth and asks, "Good?"
Emily's eyes widen even further. "She must be from Mists then!" she says. "We could go search the Mists tower ..."
Phineas sighs with relief and chews the cake happily. Swallowing, he says, "Mmm. Excellent cake. Alright, your turn." He reaches for a small piece for his wife.
"I gotta finish eatin' first." Though Dominic's plate is already getting rather empty. He stuffs a little more food in and then reaches for a fruit pie to start devouring that.
Aileana just opens her mouth and even goes so far as to close her mouth as she prepares for decadent cake!
Laraine does look over at mention of the Mists and searching of that tower.
Phoebe arcs a brow at Phailin. "Maybe?" Her lips curve. "Oh do tell more."
"She could be getting away while you're /eating/," Emily says, with a huge sigh.
Catherine says, "There are a great deal of parties that go on in this land. Most are open for all to attend, most i try to go to, and some of them I should know better than to go to."
Dominic stands up now and just grabs another pie to go with him, "Okay, Let's go!"
Isadora drops her voice, her conversation with Catherine turning hushed.
"We should see if your brother wants to go too!" Emily suggests.
Catherine her eyes turn to salvatore, then to her companion a moment.
Phailin chuckles at Phoebe. "Well there was this crab at the masq and well...." Than her voice drops.
Sin arches both brows as she inclines her head. "I think I"m getting a pretty good idea as it is, my lord," she returns. "You're enjoying everything, I take it." She nods towards where the happy couple of the evening are feeding one another cake. "Everything seemed truly lovely. You should be proud."
A wicked smile crosses Phineas's features as Aileana closes her eyes. "How I love you," he says to her, and proceeds to squish the cake allllll over her face.
"He wouldn't. He's a big dork." Dominic replies as he starts to eat on his individual pie, "Mmmmmmmmmmm! It's cherry pie! If ya pop cherries, you're a man!"
Phoebe tilts her head, listening to Phailin's words.
Phaeton is being quite a wallflower, helping himself to the eats and the drinks, but not speaking with anyone in particular besides to congratulate the happy couple when he gets a chance.
"Eww," Emily says. "That would make a mess - cherry juice stains."
Vincente starts laughing. "I think you called it, Lady Asha."
"Oh, I just have the good fortune of being related to the lot of them," Phoenix says, in a murmur. "I did none of the work, or anything of the like." His chuckle is quiet.
Phailin does glance at Phaeton the wall flower giving him a brief smile.
Aileana's eyes fly open and she gasps, "Finn, you rat!" She just starts laughing and reaches for a napkin, "I can't believe you just did that."
Asha covers her mouth with one hand when Phineas smears the case, failing to hide her laughter as she looks up to Vincente. "Too bad we didn't lay wagers," she winks up, giving his arm a tug and starting towards the drinks. "Dancing's made me thirsty," she announces.
Sin's attention goes to the kids, and brows arch before she closes her eyes, expression pained for a moment. She peeks one eye open to peek at Phoenix, speaking softly.
"But I'm a man!" Dominic answers as he takes another bite of his pie, "I was popping cherries real good at the tavern one day. Lots and lots of people saw me!"
Phineas begins to lick his fingers off smugly, one by one. "You look good enough to eat, Ana," he says unrepentantly, chuckling while he looks at his cake-smeared wife.
Catherine reaches out and takes Isadora's hand and looks to Salvatore, and whispers to him once again.
"I think you're wrong," Emily says. "I bet my Papa never popped any cherries and he's a real man!"
"I bet he did then!" Dominic counters as he looks for Emily's Father. He calls out to Newton, "Hey! You pop cherries?"
Vincente follows with Asha. "You're thirsty? It is my pleasure to get you a drink, then, Lady Asha. What's your preferred poison?"
"Tell him you never popped any cherries, Papa!" Emily calls out to her father on top of Dominic. "That's messy!"
Phoenix chuckles quietly, finishing his drink and setting it aside. "Pardon me a moment, my lady? I think I need to make my farewells to my brother and his new wife."
Sin inclines her head. "Of course, my lord."
Aileana continues to clean off the cake as she just gives Phineas a little glare, "If you were not in some other color than brown, I would start a food fight." When her face is clean, she hands off the towel to a servant, "What next?"
Phoebe lifts a hand toward Phaeton, inviting, "Come join us, Excellency."
"Generally speaking, whiskey," Asha answers Vincente with a chuckle. "But as this is a Green Fields wedding, and as I'm guessing the ale will be of the /finest/ quality, I think I shall risk the inevitable headache for the joy of the moment."
Phineas waves at the cake. "We've made the first cut, so everyone else can dig in now. Don't we have a date?" He holds out a hand to her, fingers wriggling.
Isadora looks at Catherine for a moment, and then her gaze slips over to Salvatore, unreadable. With a shake of her head, she pulls her hand from Catherine's. "If you will excuse me, Mistress? I bid you pleasant evening."
Phailin laughs at Phoebe as she listens to her sister. Laughing also at the cake exchange that occured.
Phoenix makes his way towards Phineas and Aileana, gently pressing by people if need be, to make sure he can approach his brother and new sister.
Aileana slips her hand into Phineas's, "Yes, we do. Did you have your bags sent to the ship already or do we need to stop by the tower?" She does pop to her tip toes to whisper something to her husband.
Aileana whispers: I need to try to thank my Father before we go too...and then I promise we can go.
Phailin looks over to Phineas and Aileana seeing they may be taking their departure. She nudges Phoebe, "Looks like we ought to say good bye for now."
Catherine curtseys to the lady of Mists. "Thank you for your care, Lady. Your friendship is dear to me."
"Wait! Wait!" Emily exlaims, upon overhearing Aileana. She takes off for her sister. "You can't leave without giving me a hug!"
Vincente laughs merrily. "That sounds divine." He beckons to a person with a tray and acquires a pair of ales for himself and Asha. He hands one to her, before taking his own. Tankard and voice are lifted. "Here's a toast to the happy couple! HUZZAH! HUZZAH!"
Phineas nods to Aileana, squeezing her hand and kissing her cheek. "Do you want me to come?" he asks quietly.
Aileana spies the influx of Foresters and Ashlans and laughs immediately, "I wouldn't. We wouldn't leave without saying good-bye." She smiles to Vincente, laughing once more, "Thank you, My Lord!" She does drop down to offer her sister a hug first.
Asha's smile spreads as Vincente raises his tankard, a flicker of warmth and approval in her gaze before she raises her own tankard with an echoing shout. "HUZZAH!" she repeats. "To swift currents and a good night and morning!" And then, of course, she drinks to it.
Isolde walks back in and then she notes the people leaving. Ah the best time to get here right?
Emily hugs Aileana tightly, muttering, "Don't like it too much there that you don't come back ..."
Phoenix can sense the thrum of siblings and now not-so-distant relations behind him, turning a glance back at them before he looks to Phineas and Aileana. "I just wanted to congratulate you both. You make a lovely couple. Have a fun time on Green Fields."
Laraine finds a glass somewhere and raises it to the happy couple along with everyone else.
"We'll be back." Aileana promises her little sister as she wraps her in a tight hug, "You look beautiful tonight, and I love you." When that's done, she rises and smiles to Phoenix, "Thank you so much."
Phoebe nods in agreement with Phailin, approaching the newlyweds with her sister. "My lord and lady. Congratulations tonight. "
Phailin smiles to the happy pair, "Yes, congratulations."
"I love you too!" Emily says. Once Aileana releases her, Emily turns immediately to get a hug from Phineas.
Vincente downs a huge gulp of the ale, sighing his pleasure at it. "They do the best ale," he comments to Asha.
Phineas looks from his wife to the siblings, and a bit of formality is left behind as he reaches out to try to gather each in a hug in turn. "Thank you, Phoebe. Phailin."
Aileana's smile is shared with Phailin and Phoebe, "Thank you as well. We're so excited, and thankful that it's done. You will all keep the party going until the wee hours of the morning, yes?"
Dominic finishes his cherry pie and then starts on the next, "Blueberry!! These are /good/!!"
Phailin smiles at Phineas as she goes into his hug looking over his shoulder to Aileana, "Of course. We are of Green Fields after all!"
Phoebe inclines her head. "It is our sworn duty. Do have a good night and enjoy yourselves."
Catherine reaches out and hugs the jester tightly
Vincente murmurs something to Asha, the pair idly moving back from the festivities.
Salvatore returns the hug with a smile, and slight ring of his bells. He kisses her cheek gently and chastely.
Aileana looks for the dogs and then looks to Finn, "Do we need to find Mena to let her know we are going? Or should we just bring them to your room?"
Phineas reaches out a hand towards his brother last, a hand settling on Phoenix's shoulder. "Keep an eye on your sisters if I'm not around," he says, seriously, before dragging him into a very masculine hug.
Dominic finishes his next mini-pie quickly and then groans, "I'm /fullll/!" He gets to his feet now, "Okay, let's go find the fake Phoebe Forester!"
Emily just finally hugs Phineas' leg, and says, "Have fun! See you when you get back!" Then she trots over to join Dominic. "Okay!"
Asha continues to watch the goodbyes as she edges along the fringes of the room with Vincente, lips twitching with amusement as she murmurs in return.
Isolde moves to study the food, but she doesn't take any. A glass of white wine is accepted before she takes a deep breath. The goblet lifted to her lips as she watches the couple with a small smile.
Phoenix tips his chin at Phineas' instruction, before he is drawn into, and returns, the very manly hug. "We'll be just fine, Finn."
Dominic trots for an exit, "We gotta get our weapons though!"
Catherine offers the jester a bit of a watery smile, and wipes a few stray tears from her eyes. "You are always kind to me. Thanks."
"I don't have any weapons!" Emily responds to Dominic. "Besides, aren't we just gonna go search the Mists tower? We can make the guard come with us. The city ones, not the Knights."
Phineas releases Phoenix and glances around, trying to see if there's anyone else he's supposed to deal with. He pats Emily's head before she withdraws, and he nods to Aileana. "I know where she probably is. Do you want to come, or meet at the ship in ten minutes?"
Phaeton sips his wine and just enjoys watching from the sidelines, packing away a few creampuffs.
Asha slips out of the hall towards the door, the suspicious sound of something like a /giggle/ left behind.
Phoebe glances over toward Dominic. "My lord, will you please stop slinging my given name around so carelessly?"
Aileana looks to Phineas and then her Father, "Ten minutes. I need to go talk to Daddy." And then she approaches Newton.
Emily tries to poke Dominic, and points to Phoebe with her other hand. "That's the /real/ Phoebe."
Phineas drags Aileana close for a kiss. "Ten minutes," he murmurs against her mouth, before casting a look about the room and heading for the door.
Dominic looks over to Phoebe and blinks a few times, "Do what to your name? Oh...you're the real Phoebe Forester? Yeah, you're not the one that said you could turn me inta a frog. I'm tryin' ta find the /fake/ one!"
Phoebe inclines her head. "Could you please not use my name so copiously, my lord? I would prefer not to be associated with a criminal."
Phineas has (thankfully) departed.
