[D4 LA] Invitation for Tea (Closed)

[Claryssa]

Claryssa led the way to Kylie's pavilion. She placed the cloak over her head, walking as though she were entirely relaxed. She, however, wouldn't be until she was back with her Lady.

She didn't bother announcing their presence. She lifted the tent flap. "My Lady. May I present Lord Leovall Marten, Lady Liliane Marten, and Ser Terrance Stone. Lady Marten, I don't believe you've met my Lady. This is Kylie of House Redwyne." Claryssa smiled and let everyone enter before working to fasten the edges of the tent's opening.

[Kylie Redwyne]

"My Lord, Ser Stone, it is good to see you even on such a dark day. Lady Liliane, it's a pleasure. You are most welcome here." Kylie curtsied deeply with a smile on her face.

Sure enough, there was a full tea spread in her pavilion. It was a little larger than one might expect, but it was easily noticed that there were two beds within the tent. Most servants would spend their nights under a different roof than their employers, but Claryssa was clearly an exception.

"Please, everyone, have a seat. Lady Liliane, we were told this was your favorite flavor tea. You must tell me how it compares to what you have in The Vale." Kylie spoke a little louder than necessary. She took a deep breath and pressed a hand to her middle. The overjoyed smile faded into one that represented a bit of exasperation, but her eyes still enjoyed the sight of Leovall.

[Leovall Marten]

They think you're a knight Terrance. He set the thought aside and entered the tent to give Kylie a bow. Smiling at Kylie's greeting and taking in the room he also wondered how the noblewoman had learned of his cousin's favourite flavour tea. The lady of grapes was full of surprises.

"Thank you for having us Lady Kylie." You look exquisite... no, one thing at a time. He took a seat with little decorum, expression turning grim. "You'll forgive me if I set aside pleasantries in the light of what Terrance and your keen eyed handmaiden both spotted. We are... visitors here in the Reach, so the politics and dynamics of the Houses here are unknown to us." His fingers strummed the table once. "But we are familiar with how rivalries and grudges play out." He sits up fully straight and speaks softly. "Before anything further is said I trust we can speak honestly with each other, and that this... won't be a problem?" He turns to look over his shoulder to indicate the tent flap with a dip of his head, his gaze returning to Kylie with calm seriousness.

[Terrance Stone]

Terrance looked around carefully as he entered, staying behind his cousin and sister.

"It is just Terrance, please." he bowed. "Thank you for arranging this meeting."

Beyond the short introduction, he was content to let Leo lead the discussion. He listened and watched Claryssa closely.

[Liliane Marten]

"How thoughtful," Liliane said while offering a curtsy in return, "I look forward to enjoying it." Her pleasant tone shifted to one of confusion as everyone else quickly changed to conspiratorial tones.

This isn't going to be a strawberry orange pekoe is it...

[Kylie Redwyne]

"Forgive me, Terrance." She dipped her head. "We should be fine." Kylie answered seriously. She looked to Claryssa who came to stand beside her.

"Most of the servants are all off preparing and eating their evening meal. And as it is a private tea, no one will interrupt us unless their is urgent news, and should hear them coming." Claryssa explained.

"We have come up with a few theories. But I can't claim to have an abundance of knowledge regarding political strife between any of the Houses present, or how killing that poor girl would be of benefit." Kylie spoke more quietly than was her norm.

[Leovall Marten]

Thinking Liliane knew he focuses on Claryssa and Kylie. Satisfied at their response he leans back and speaks with greater confidence. "If there is anything going on I would not wish any of us to get dragged into it. We're here to form connections, not to make enemies." He gave the women present an apologetic look. "I apologise to speak on something so grim and morbid. Ahem. It's not well known that this lady in waiting... Leana I believe? It's not well known she was killed. There would be rumours otherwise. In fact it probably won't become well known unless someone who saw the wound breaks it. If Lord Meadows is aware he's more likely to handle it in private less it disrupt the tournament."

[Kylie Redwyne]

"I agree, my Lord." Kylie started. "Any Lord would not want news of a murderer in their Keep getting out, especially during a time when nobility have traveled from all over Westeros to visit. He likely wishes to keep things quiet, but I doubt that will be the case now."

She sighed before going forward, looking to Claryssa for support. "I was just attacked in the market." She stated as bravely as she could.

Claryssa took over. "My Lady is still very shaken. It is probably unrelated but we thought you should know."

[Terrance Stone]

"Are you alright?" Terrance asked with concern. "Did you report the incident?"

[Kylie Redwyne]

Kylie gave him a small smile. "Thank you, I am unhurt. I owe that to my body guard." Her eyes turned to Claryssa in a telling way.

"If we reported it, I'd be announcing to the world that my handmaiden is also a Braavosi fighter. Something that, before now, we have told no one. There has been no cause to."