Monday Night at Nell's

[mylandmyrules]

This would be the first time people gathered here in the New Year, so Nell wanted to make it a little special for everyone. She had carefully handpainted and baked mugs for each person so they'd each have their own special one for when they were here.

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[deathsmajesty]

Sadly for Nell, most of the buns hadn't lasted through the afternoon and the few that had had been sent back to the mansion with her steward for later. Thus, Liliana didn't have anything to bring along to Nell's tonight and wasn't particularly fussed about showing up empty-handed. She was here to properly appreciate the offerings of others, especially cooing over her personalized mug.

"How very dear," she declared, since it was for her and she did so adore things made for her, at least when crafted by someone at least marginally talented, which Nell certainly was.

[mylandmyrules]

It was purple, of course, and lacy with her name in elegant calligraphy. "I hoped you'd like it," Nell said. "This way you'll have your own special mug here for whenever you stop by."

[deathsmajesty]

"It's darling," Liliana said, promptly filling it with Gladio's princess juice. "This was lovely of you. When did you learn pottery?"

[mylandmyrules]

Nell laughed. "Oh no, I didn't make the mugs myself, just decorated thwm and followed the directions to make the colors permanent."

[deathsmajesty]

"Oh good," Liliana said with a laugh. "I was starting to worry you were ridiculously skilled at all things handicraft-related."

[mylandmyrules]

Nell shook her head as she laughed again. "Oh no, not at all. I can do a lot of basic things, but I definitely have my limits. And making my own pottery is definitely one."

[deathsmajesty]

"Then I shall stop my nascent investigations into the possibility that you're some kind of tiny domestic wood sprite," Liliana said. "I am comforted."

[mylandmyrules]

She was sort of wood sprite, actually, though she didn't really know it as yet.

"I'm glad to reassure you," Nell said solemnly. "I'd hate to worry you."

[deathsmajesty]

"Queen Oona and I already don't get along well," Liliana said, laughing. "I'd hate to belatedly discover I wasn't showing one of her kinswomen the proper respect."

By accident, anyway. When Liliana disrespected people, she far preferred it to be intentional.

[mylandmyrules]

"You're not showing me any disrespect," Nell assured her with a smile. "But I'd love to know who this Queen Oona is."

[deathsmajesty]

"She is the Queen of the Faeries on the plane of Lorwyn," Liliana said with a small, fond smile, eyes distant. "Her body is made of thousands flower blossoms, and she's constantly budding off little tiny faerie babies from them. She lives in the beautiful, mythical Glen Elendra and sees the world through her children and the harvested dreamstuff they bring her."

A blink, and her eyes were back in this time and this place, on Nell. "Faerie etiquette is vast, complex, and often baffling. I wouldn't be so sure I'm in the clear if you had been one of Oona's wood sprites."

[mylandmyrules]

Nell smiled a little dreamily. "That sounds beautiful. Almost makes me wish I was one of her sprites."

[deathsmajesty]

"Then you'd be less than a foot tall and the image you present only an illusion," Liliana teased. "I think perhaps you might rather remain yourself in that case." She sent a significant glance in Gladio's direction, then looked back at Nell.

[mylandmyrules]

Nell looked over at Gladio and laughed. "Yes, I can see where that could be rather problematic," she said. "I think I'd rather stay myself in that case."