#LRoastedDelightfulDuck

[mosneakers]

L.: When Morgyn informed me that you and your little pet were invited to dinner, I wasn't quite sure how to appease the palates of those with... simpler backgrounds, such as yourselves. Morgyn: L. can conjure up a delightful roasted duck, so I suggested that. L.: [Rolls eyes] Let's hope it meets your standards, your highness...

Simeon: Disregard her snark. L. wouldn't admit it, but she'll never pass up the opportunity to host festivities for guests. The three of us usually gather for these dinners weekly, and it's not often we invite others to join. I think she's secretly over the moon about having you two here tonight.

L: Oh please. Must we, with the theatrics, Simeon? These two wouldn't exactly be my pick of the litter, under normal circumstances, but with all things carefully considered, this is a unique spectacle I couldn't dream of missing. [Mischievous grin]

Coraleye: [Teasingly] Well, I love you too, L. Thanks again for having us. Tonight has been so lovely. This whole trip has so far. I'm having so much fun showing Tycho our little world of magic! Coraleye beams over at Tycho, and he reciprocates her smile as he takes a sip of nectar and nods in agreement, places the glass down in front of him, focusing carefully on not knocking anything over.

Morgyn: The experience of seeing the Realm once again from the eyes of a newcomer, well it's... Coraleye tenderly traces her hand up the length of Tycho's leg and gazes piercingly into Morgyn's eyes. Coraleye: ...Exhilarating, no? Morgyn: It's... unforgettable.

Simeon: [Clears throat] —Speaking of newcomers, Ms. Darling, we haven't had the chance to tell you how delighted we are to have so many new Darlings earning their rite back. L.: Because the Realm wasn't crawling with enough of them as it was...

Simeon: It's encouraging to see the older generation embracing their magic again. About time Kirsten came around.

Coraleye: [Smiles proudly] Yeah, she's... warming up to it. The new ways are a lot different than what she's used to, but she's getting there. Right, Tyke? Tycho: I'd say so. I've definitely caught her practicing a lot more lately. I know she has her reservations, but she's clearly in her element now that she's spellcasting again. And honestly, that's how it should be. The Darlings and magic go hand in hand. Morgyn: Indeed. Not only is your grandmother an incredibly skilled spellcaster, Coraleye, but an adept medium. It's rather impressive. It seems every encounter I have with her, she never misses an opportunity to boast about you following her path. Coraleye: [Coy smile] Yes. but I haven't really practiced in a while, so I may not be very in-touch with that skill at the moment.

Tycho: And for good reason. Your prior attempts to communicate with the dead haven't exactly been a trip to the beach.

Morgyn exhaled sharply and their face became flushed. Morgyn: Well, they certainly weren't all bad, once she got the hang of it. Tycho: That's not how I remember it. Morgyn: Well, I digress. Morgyn shifts forward with a slight intensity, preparing to delve into a matter of great importance. Morgyn: Coraleye, I'm certain your natural abilities are just keen as ever before... but I may just have a proposition for that may help you regain that sense once more, if you're feeling up for the challenge, of course. Coraleye: Hm? What is it? Morgyn: There are a few matters I'd like to discuss with my mother.

Coraleye: Mama Rosemary? Morgyn: Indeed. And I couldn't think of a more divine being to conduct a séance for her. She was always so fond of you. First and foremost, I recognize that these activities may be overwhelming for you. Your comfort is my utmost concern, so you can absolutely decline or back out at any point. And of course your guest is welcome to join us, but aside from that, it would be just us. What are your thoughts?

[mosneakers]

L.: [Sigh] What's taking them so long?

Morgyn: The dinner isn't scheduled for another fifteen minutes. L.: Well the sooner they get here, the sooner we wrap it up.

Simeon: Looks like they're coming down the stairs now.

Coraleye devotedly clings to Tycho's arm as they sweep through the threshold, donning coordinating silky lavender ensembles and lingering flirtatious giggles.

Appearing effortless and confident, Coraleye catches Morgyn off guard with her sudden embrace, before the sages even get the chance to concoct a formal greeting. Her scent, her radiant presence and the warmth of her body stirred a whirlwind of emotions and memories in Morgyn, leaving them slightly flustered as the greeting ended all too soon, and Coraleye seamlessly moved on to greet Simeon.

Morgyn turns to grasp Tycho's hand, and Tycho meets them with a knowing grin.

Tycho: Morgyn. Thanks for having us. Morgyn: It's my pleasure. [Holds handshake for a lingering second] You both look incredible this evening, by the way. That shade really seems to... illuminate your essence... Tycho: Ah. Thanks. Yeah Coraleye picked it out for me. There's a lot to glow about these days.

Morgyn suppresses a surge of emotions and offers a brief nod. Simeon tugs Morgyn's sleeve, urging them to take a seat.

Simeon: Alright, take it easy kid. Let's have a seat.

Morgyn: Please, join us.

L.: Yes, please, have a seat! Morgyn, darling, I must say... I find your enthusiasm to join the chess game just delightful! I always took you for more of a spectator.