[i]Potential Thread of Mystery Discovery: Khaganate threats toward the Manor (and the Dreamers themselves)
Subject is boastful young subordinate, Serigalamu heritage. Identifying markings include angular body tattoos reminiscent of teeth and a set of jeweled braces in her mouth in the Kel style. Name unknown.
Specifics of threat imply full-scale invasion of the Manor by Khaganate raiders, intention to claim Morning, Noon, and Evening as trophies and suborn them, potentially in the role of exotic pets.
Subject clearly intended to provoke listener (myself: Eclair Espoir) into a fight, not obviously inebriated. 
Most likely conclusion: empty threat from embarrassed child attempting to save face, but threat = high aggression/unusual specificity
Further investigation is warranted.
[b]Mystery Rank: E[/b][/i]

Eclair blows on her fresh notes without ever moving her eyes off of the young woman. To call the expression on Eclair's face and in her eyes specifically 'cold' would at this point be an insult to temperature measurement. Vespergift has experienced warmer blizzards. Null reaction. She clicks her pen shut in its cap and pockets it, shaking her head.

Unbalance hip, palm on face, takedown onto pressure point for quick knockout? Procure string, bind irritant by the wrists and thighs, dangle her from statuary? No good and no good. Explicit request from house staff not to escalate toward violence. Order of the Aurora Precept Number Three: The Battle Must Not Involve Innocents.

Not just innocents here. Chrysanthemum workers do not live up to the full standards of the Manor, but in their own way they try to uphold their own version of the shining glory of the Maid. Inelegant at times perhaps, but beautiful. And beauty must be respected. Furthermore, Mission above Honor. Still though. Still. To allow her to [i]yap[/i] so without any consequences...

It made her itch.

"A friendly word of warning, Little Miss. It is both unbecoming and dangerous for a young madame such as yourself to attempt intimidation using stolen valor. Doubtless though you believe her banner shall never fall, there will at the least come a day when your mother grows weary of your trading on her name and cuts you off. When that day comes, pray that I am the one who arrives to teach you your lessons. I will merely claim your dignity as my forfeit. Others will be less kind."

Sneer, break eye contact, snap notebook shut. Interpose self between squawking beast and attendants. Back turned, present target. Brace back but loosen neck to avoid injury. Take hand of woman offering dinner service and kiss it, palm down.

"It is all right, my flower. None of you have anything to fear from me. Now if you would kindly lead the way? I do not require bribes to keep the peace, but if you could help me confirm the validity of this ticket and bring me to a meal of any sort I would be in your debt..."