[As Fernando is up near his master, he cannot come to the door right now, but there are plenty of others that work and bustle around the spire and one of the guards recognizes the Baroness. With a sharp clack of his heels (because wow, Damon had cracked down on smartmouthed asshole guards after a few incidents), he bowed and gestured for her to enter, calling for one of the maids to lead the Baroness up to their Lord. He did not meet her eyes as he did, for even those around Raven's Wing had heard tell of the Mistress's possession and that unpredictability was fearsome.
Somewhat telling for folks that lived and worked among vampires.
The maid who met her curtsied deeply, as careful as the guard not to cause offense, though more for the sake of her Baron than for fear of the woman in front of her. Most in the spire knew, but not everyone seemed to care. Especially ones that were trying to bed a vampire (unsuccessfully).]
M'Lady Baroness. My Lord has set a feast for your approval on the upper balcony. He thought you'd like the view. This way?
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Somewhat telling for folks that lived and worked among vampires.
The maid who met her curtsied deeply, as careful as the guard not to cause offense, though more for the sake of her Baron than for fear of the woman in front of her. Most in the spire knew, but not everyone seemed to care. Especially ones that were trying to bed a vampire (unsuccessfully).]
M'Lady Baroness. My Lord has set a feast for your approval on the upper balcony. He thought you'd like the view. This way?