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And there she went going about messing with Arthur again...and there he went totally falling to her womanly whims. Sevilin only shook his head as he always did when she started that, and turned his attention on himself once more, giving a tug at his cape and what not, Nym on his shoulder scratching at his collar some. A little sigh as he brushed his braid over his shoulder so that it hung down his back. Another roll of his eyes as Arthur gave an answer on the fat issue...that was dangerous. Not brave, just foolish in Sevilin's opinion. But he merely clasped his hands behind his back and rested them in the small of his back.

((Giving Zahara back.))

"Welcome, Miss Dawn. I do hope that your stay in the High Inn is as comfortable as it was when I stayed there many a season ago. I see that your loyal companion is here with you, it is good to see that he is well. Such a humble creature, and very keen on his behaviour-" Jiscal eyed most of the nobles who had entered to this point, "- Greaceful liek a true aristocrate."

Zeranda smiled at Lunar and kissed her hand. "It is good to see that you are well, indeed. I somehow have the feeling that I owe my life to you. Thus, if you need anything at all this evening, please to not hesitate to ask."

Lunar smiled but corrected Jiscal. "She." A pat to the old dog's head. "Willow is happy to be alive, in one form or another. "But yes, very comfortable. People treat me as if crossing me will destroy the world." She smiled mischeviously.

A blush rose to her cheeks as Zeranda offered her services. "I had some help." She moved on so others could partake in pleasentries and hellos, taking a seat her chara....with those she knew.

The half elf Cheif of the Peninsula Council came in, wearing some kind of hide across his chest and tailored pants. His large body made him look soft and kind, but the two Council Members behind him look sharp and keen eyed.

"Jiscal, Zeranda. Let us not get into buisness too early, but enjoy each tohers company. This is Leaf," Point to the women on his right, "and Stick." The man on his left.

His girth jiggled as he laughed. "It will be enjoyable, and I'll steal your recipies."

He shook hans with the man and took his seat, his two commrads standing behind him.

Arthur sighed slowly, this is just great he got caught in her trap now how the hell was he going to get out of it? That smile on her face told the young surface that he was in dangerous water and he had a tiny sad smile on his face when she patted his cheek. He didn't say anything as he listened to her words carefully, his eyes watching her slowly then he paused for a moment when she curved her body against his, a small groan escaping his lips but he kept his cool. "Zahara...you say you look like you are fat but to me I don't see this, I still see the one who I meat when I first arrived here in the fortress a beautiful, slim woman with a radiant smile on her face; to me you have not gain this weight you say you have gotten, you look like you always have been Zahara, a beautiful elven woman." He blinked as he watched her eyes, it was the honest truth in his opinion, she may have the weight on but he has never seen this so call weight, he still sees Zahara as the same when he first lay his eye on her.

He shook his head as Arthur tried to get out of the trap that he had been pulled into by her wiles. Oh but that was his fault now wasn't it? And he was making a mistake...not commenting would pass for women...but blatantly ignoring something about them...well he knew from personal experience that wasn't the right answer...and frankly Sevilin felt a little evil tonight.

"You're saying you don't see the work and the suffering, the commitment that she's putting into nuturing this child of mine inside herself? Really? You mean you really don't see it? Shame...really...she's been doing such a wonderful job..." Oh yes...well he needed to entertain himself until Malik said it was time to go.

Warren smiled out of the corner of his mouth, poeple had a tendency to say what was on their mind around him now. And unless interupted, it waspossible to get life stories (literally) or embarrasing confesions. "Power is a terrible thing to controle, you have my sympathies for that. You should keep the polka dots though. They make children happy."

Eliot blinked and blushed, unused to being adressed by someone who was obviously royalty. "Thank you, Queen. I am glad that Warren asked me to come along, I haven't met many poeple here in Labyrinth yet."

"Miss Eliot," As the Herold called out her name, "Do feel free to visit the palace. The main entrance Hall and this foyee are open for visiters from tidein to tideout." Effectively, 'daytime'. "Some of my chancollers and chamberlains will be entertaining questions. Occassionally, I or Zeranda vist amongst the visitors, much to our securities dismay." Jiscal replied.

"Please have a seat. I am sorry that we could not fit you by the Purian table, but do accept the seat we have given to you." Luckily, not taken yet.