"Greetings, Queen of Winter." His silky voice sounded haggard, though his stance proved otherwise. Grey eyes with the overcast of a storm watched Marzanna, lightnings of amusement flashing across them. "Thou looks as lovely as ever. Might I inquire as to you're lateness? It is rather- unusual for those so young and eager in their attempts for royal gain to miss such a important event." Oh, he was amused by this Queen. She was a pretty thing, but that meant little. It would be his demeanor, his words, his actions and all things that concluded what happened in this Moot. If the other two would show up as custom demanded. If they didn't... Well, he'd have to get strict with them.

Aisling glanced away from the Fae, gripping her groceries tightly. "I thank thee for thy help though I must turn thy aid down, My Lady. I highly doubt any would dare attack again as I go deeper into the Fall Realm." She stemmed the carefully worded excuses, determined not to put herself or Falk into any debt. Her steps were light, and soon, tapping against the paved path to the Fall Court. Hoping the Earth Nymph would not be so offended as to stand before her Lord. Most likely not, and she had reason enough. To eat Fae food would tie her tight to the Fae Realm. Still, now, at least she could regain freedom once more.

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