My Land, My Rules

Yeah, drinking a lot at home seemed to be the plan for most people. Also, Stark, get your own wine if you wanted some. After a week of children, Liliana seemed to be in even less of a mood for sharing than otherwise.

"Ohhhhhh," Irim said, nodding as she got a fuller understanding of the situation from...somewhere. She looked up at Liliana. "For once, this isn't really your fault!"

Liliana looked torn, her desire to evade responsibility for most things at war with her pride in a kind of, 'It could if I wanted it to be' kind of way. In the end, she opted for a non-committal, "Mmm," and drank more wine.

"Sounds like last night didn't help?" Irrim asked. She was also torn. On the one hand, served everybody right for taking Ignis away for the evening. On the other hand, rude to take Ignis away and not even move the needle much.

Vess women contained multitudes, okay?