"[color=00aeef]It's YORK. Adela YORK[/color]." She retorted indignantly at Yvonne's backhanded dismissal of her station. York might not be proper nobility, but they could buy and sell Rosenving 5 times over, and this ... [i]WRETCH in a dress[/i] damned well knew that!

"[color=f7941d]She makes a fine point, Adela my dear..[/color]" lilted her husband, Thomas. "[color=f7941d]Master Cedar would have been miles away from their investigation-- and besides, just look at him darling! I dare say, he could likely drink us [i]all[/i] under the table![/color]"

Adela made a fussy face at her husband, then harumphed. "[color=00aeef]I can SEE him just fine, Thomas darling-- That's the problem. You say he could drink us all under the table, I say he could break us all in half.[/color]"

"[color=f7941d]Really now, Adela... that's quite likely the reason His Majesty hired him.[/color]"