Poster: Caiome Callihan
Post # 56
blinked at Thane then laughed. "A challenge is it? You know I can't
resist such." She found a pair of skates that fit and by the time
she was ready to try the ice, Vincent had joined in. "I should not
fall with the two of you here to catch me." She wasn't really
planning on falling but because Thane had offered his hand, she placed
hers in his and grinned at Vincent. "Are you two going to
race?" And there was Niall coming to the ice. Maybe the three of
them could do so.
Dewar in the meantime was relieved to be inside, escorting guests out
and returning to his post. He had not missed the look from one of the
ladies in waiting and had inclined his head slightly, meeting her gaze
before she moved away. He had just returned from escorting his mother
and grandmother when Lord Charles Ackerman, his sister, Lady Marina, and
her escort, Lord Joseph McDonough were announced. He greeted them and
then escorted them outdoors.
Marina was delighted with how wonderful Swan Lake looked after that
terrible war. She wasn't certain she would skate, unless Joseph wished
As each new guest was announced, Gill greeted them and then encouraged
them to join the gathering. Depending on their likes, the guests made
their way to the ice or to the warming fires and refreshments. Ackermans,
MacKinlays, McDonough and Cunningham. Some of the older families which
had served against or for the Callihans during the first and second
attempts filtered in. Greenwalds, Hastings, Plitherman, Greens. All
making their presences known to the Lord and Lady of the Manor before
mingling. None had been left from Caiome's list and it appeared most had
accepted the invitation. Collinswood, Webster, Anderson, Pollock. It was
when Lord Daniel Remmington, Baron of Thornston, was announced that Gill
did a second look before moving to welcome him. The man, for all his
fine clothes and air of intelligence was recognized immediately. "Remmington,
is it?" Gill's dark gaze narrowed, and he tilted his head ever so
slightly as he studied the man's features. "Welcome, on behalf of
Swan Lake, to my sister's festivities." Gillean took a step back,
sweeping his hand to indicate the area of activity.
"Why thank you, M'Lord." Daniel dipped his head in a nod that
could very well be mistaken as an insult or sincere gratitude depending
on who witnessed action. "It is your sister who I've been most
eager to see, actually."
Though Gill had stepped away initially to allow the man access, he
stepped in front of him again, barring the way. "I trust you will
not be monopolizing her time."
Daniel smiled, that flash of white that could, on occasion, enthrall the
most cautious of lasses. "I trust you will allow her to spend her
time as she sees fit." Another dip of chin. "My Lord."
Daniel's gaze swept past the Lord of Swan Lake and locked on the Lady
not that far from where they stood. "Now..." Daniel redirected
his gaze to Gillean. "If...you will excuse me, I believe I'll make
the most of this fine event."
Gillean's jaw tensed and he looked around his shoulder to find Cai as
well. For her benefit, he remained the gracious host, although if any
looked down, his gloved fists were clenched tight at his side. No sooner
than Daniel walked away than Gill's gaze shot to the interior of the
manor in search of Michael, but the doubled doors opened into the house
did not produce any evidence of the Captain of the Guard.
While Jael donned her skates, so had Thane and once her hand was in his,
he was laughing. "Ever the courageous and brave, Jael." Thane
stepped backward onto the ice, leading the Lady Warrior and his comrade
onto the playing arena.
Corina's Ladies were all on the ice now, weaving in and out of the other
skaters, laughing, calling out with feminine amusement, coaxing others
to join. One or two skating a circle around the ice-settled warriors
before joyfully soaring away.
Segan Quinn found his way to Swan Lake Estates of Kildare, leaving his
crew at the port to their individual amusements in taking turns with
shore leave. All could be trusted and not a second thought there. No.
His thoughts were elsewhere as he showed up giving Lady Captain Regan
Callihan's name as his invite. It was not questioned especially seeing
the Sea Captain splendidly decked out. Captain's hat of black with a
white and blue plume accented the dark blue double breasted waist jacket
with gold buttons, white pants and tooled black boots. Blond hair was
pulled back neatly into a tail as the overcloak was left on if he should
continue outside where the ice pond was located and most of the guests
presently. That was where he headed, blue eyes holding a twinkle for the
surprise his presence might bring. He wove his way through the mingling
crowd to stand at the edge as he searched through those upon the ice.
After Ness joined her sisters upon the ice, Leoric made his way over to
Caiome with lowered words once the conversation ceased she was in as he
approached. "I would like to lead you in the opening dance upon the
ballroom floor when the time comes." Feeling it appropriate that
the King of the lands should do so with the hostess being he was not
married nor she. Silver blue eyes touched upon those of the Collinswood
and Webster members before leaving them back to their conversation. Once
gaining the affirmative from Caiome, he made his way back to where his
brother and wife remained watching the others. Once again taking that
elusive quality and stance with his hands behind his back and feet a
Cai was not only surprised but flustered a moment, going into a curtsey
and wholeheartedly agreeing. Was there any other option really? As Leo
left she shot a glance to her brother as they had become separated in
mingling with their guests. That was when she noticed the man coming
towards her that looked familiar and on another level noticed the clench
of her brother's fists. She wasn't quite sure of the reason but felt she
would probably find out in time. She braced herself as the man drew
closer. That straight spine, slightly lifted chin stance.
Vincent was grinning as they donned the skates and headed out onto the
pond. He recognized Niall and gave a wave. All their history intertwined
with another at this point. Jael was in good hands and if she had not
been good on the ice, it would not matter for she could use them as a
swing if she wanted.
It had been a long time since Deirdre had been on the ice and with a lot
of bravo, she got going really fast. So fast she spun out of control and
ended up crashing into one of Kildare's finest king's men. Poor Thane,
hit from behind and worse, the piercing squeal that her momentum would
send the threesome and her. Lucky for her it was these kingsmen and
kingslady who were trained for the unexpected and better than most
Joseph was pleased to be here in the company of Marina and her brother
as they had gotten along well and only strengthened the growing
friendship. Of course he knew the twins, Corina and a few others such as
James Callihan and his siblings. Gill he didn't really know nor his
sister but this night would correct that. He donned the skates and took
Marina out on the ice for it seemed it was something she wished to do.
He had no problem with that and proved to be an excellent skater.
It would seem that Jael had more than enough company and being she had
not yet a third arm, Niall remained where he was in watching instead, in
spite of the welcoming gesture given by Vincent. He waved back and left
it at that. The laugh came unexpected just as the unexpected
circumstances as little, yet no longer little really, Deirdre crashed
into them. He was too far away to lend any help so was the spectator
Regan hadn't waited to get out on the ice, though of course, she had
stopped to tell Gillean that she expected a dance with him too. Just to
prove she could dance. Leoric was given a graceful curtsey and an impish
grin, treating him exactly as she did anyone, even though he would know
she respected both the man and his birthright greatly. She skated off,
skidding to a stop when she saw Deirdre losing control. She watched
wide-eyed at the crash, laughing when she was sure no one was hurt. Then
she skated over to help untangle the tangle. Regan did look up and see
Segan, and gave him a wave before she tripped over someone and just
barely managed to keep her footing. Wheeee!
Simon too, was skating but had refrained from making comments to his
brothers, and sister, in arm. He had just circled the trio once, then
skated to ask Caiome if he might be added to her dance card when he saw
the youngest Callihan lass fly by. He headed over to help if needed.
Vadoma was another of those moving to help, giggling as she did. In fact
she almost lost her footing because she was laughing.
Marina grabbed hold of Joe and watched as it seemed enough were moving
in to help. And even more were watching!
Jael had seen Niall and grinned at him but then, suddenly and without
warning, she was trying to keep her balance. She didn't know what
happened other then there was a squeal and bam! It would seem the skirts
had one advantage. They made good padding when one fell on their arse
while skating! She wasn't sure where Thane or Vincent were but she
certainly wasn't where she had been.
Gill had started toward the newest arrival, not recognizing the name or
the man when the announcement was made. It was when that man looked
beyond the crowd to the ice, and Gill did the same, that he caught the
wave from Regan. Gill's gaze drifted back to Segan and he snorted
softly. Go figure. Looked as if the Runt of the Reef had siren songed
herself a date for the evening. Gill actually fought back a smile. To
each their own, considering the man's attire. Segan was offered a nod
and a 'welcome' before Gill set his sights on more worthy concerns. That
of one particular sneak and his bee line toward the Lady of this Manor.
Daniel refused to think about the hole being bored into his spine by the
Lady's brother as he approached her. He offered her a genuine bow, and
as he slowly straightened, he smiled to her. "M'Lady Callihan. I'm
Daniel Remmington, of Thornston. At last we meet..." A dark brow
arched up with his widening smile. "officially."
One minute Thane was laughing, the next he was pitching forward, trying
to turn to make sure he landed first before Jael or the lass who had
collided with them. Some fine show of skatesmanship on his part! Guess
he was eating almost putting his blades where his mouth is' as Vincent
had accused. He rolled to a skidding knee as quickly as they all touched
down in order to help anyone up. "Is everyone alright?" Hard
to tell with all the material and thrashing ladies.
There was yet another sea captain to arrive as a guest of Regan
Callihan. This one was the opposite in looks than his predecessor, dark
hair, dark green eyes, darker brooding looks. He was suited in dark
brown with brass buttons of the doublet, ecru pants and brown boots.
Captain Adrian Frasier was announced without question even if the
announcer schooled his surprise expertly. He too was directed outside
where he made his way through the crowd. Stopping at times to speak with
those he knew or who introduced themselves which he did in kind. The
name Frasier was heard of even as far as the seat of Kildare.
Segan noticed Gill and had been pointed out earlier to whom he was and
his sister. The captain's hat was removed and tucked under his arm as he
gave a respectful dip of his head to Gill but his attention was
distracted with the mishap on the ice and he was moving quickly out to
help those that needed a hand, especially Regan being the first he
Thane was not the only one as the grip upon Jael was to keep her steady
when all thrown to the wind in the crash. They were really amongst
skirts as it pulled him to his knees. It was an upset but it had him
laugh outright as it seemed there was no blood at least.
Deirdre's cheeks were probably as red as her hair, hiding most of her
freckles for the first time as she tried to scurry to her feet. Normally
nimble on them this was the first time to feel so awkward as she took an
offer hand in helping her up. "I'm so sorry," murmured out
with a demure look under thick golden red lashes. Worse, in her fluster,
she started to dust Thane off of the snow stuck to his clothing as well
Vincent and Jael too! She might be making matters worse.
It wasn't until the man drew closer that she recognized the face of one
they thought to be a petty thief of the streets. For a second her
composure went unguarded until she quickly schooled that surprise and
regained her composure. There was a flash of grey green eyes towards her
brother for the fact this man even got past him! There and back in an
instant as she held out her hand. Would he shake it or kiss it?
"I've heard of you Lord Remmington," not adding she heard
there had been an old man Remmington. One she thought it was said had
died. Certainly this man was not him. "Welcome to our
Adam, and Morgan, were laughing, not only at the crash but at the fact
there were two additions to the guest list they hadn't expected. A
ribald comment or two before they were shaking their heads and
pretending they hadn't said a word.
Jael was having a bit of trouble getting up. Skirts, petticoats, skates.
Finally, she just sat back down and laughed. "I'm fine. I just
can't get up." Had they not been where they were, she might have
added a few words she had learned since being knighed.
Michael had known Daniel Remington as the man in Kildare as soon as he
saw him but the man had been invited. He watched as Daniel headed
outside, then came the accident. He stood briefly at the door until he
heard an announcement that had him groaning. Sebastian Dewar, Baron of
Harcourt, Baroness Olivia Dewar and family. He turned slowly to watch as
they approached, his expression completely blank, even to his eyes.
"My Lord, My Lady, welcome to Swan Lake. You and your family."
He bowed then straightened, looking his father right in the eye.
"Lord and Lady Callihan are outside as are their guests. Please,
fill free to join in the festivities until dinner is served."
Regan laughed as Segan helped her before she fell flat on her face.
"Thank you, Segan. Now we need to rescue Deirdre." She grabbed
his hand and tugged him over to stop Deirdre from getting herself in
deeper. "Deiredre, this is the gallant Captain Segan Quinn. This is
my beautiful youngest sister, Deirdre, Segan." And there was Adrien.
She grinned and waved at him, and if he was braving the ice, waved him
Sebastian had not expected his estranged son to be greeting them as they
entered, late of course because of Olivia's need to make sure everything
was perfect. He was sober for once, though not by choice. He eyed
Michael as he spoke, brows nearly together in a frown. Still just a
captain of the guard when he could have been a knight. But he did look
well, even if he couldn't smile at his family. When Michael escorted
them out, Sebastian inclined his head to his son. He couldn't help
murmuring. "You look well, Michael," as he passed. Knight or
Captain, Michael was performing his duties well. And there was no point
in lingering on could have been.
Olivia sniffed when she saw Michael, for all intents and purposes,
ignoring him. She kept her nose in the air as she and Sebastian moved
outdoors, though she did have to nod in his direction. Sebastian got a
glare for the murmur even if she didn't hear what he said. But even she
had to pause to stare at the way the rink and surrounding areas looked.
Beautiful. She guided her husband toward the Master of Swan Lake after
Michael pointed him out. The Lady they would be sure to meet later.
"Lord Callihan, how gracious of you to invite us." She
curtseyed before the man while her husband inclined his head in respect.
Neville was sneering as he entered the room. As he stepped up to
Michael, he spoke in a normal tone of voice. Michael had selected this
life. Let him suffer for it. "A doorman as well, Michael. How
wonderful you're doing for yourself." He noted with satisfaction
that Michael's hands clenched into fists as he stepped outside to join
his parents in greeting the Lord and especially the Lady of Swan Lake.
Michael would give Arabella and Summer a wink as they passed, and a
smile to Matthew. He relaxed some for now, knowing the worse could still
happen once the party moved indoors.
Prudence's hair was done up in stylish hairdo. Gold was her choice of
color accented with black lace. Had her life been different, she could
easily have been beautiful but her sour disposition had her purse lips
drawing in her cheeks looking much like a gorami fish instead. There
were distraught lines between her brows that one might be tempted to
draw their thumb over to see if they could be ease. Only tempted for she
might bite. Bite she would too with words when she could. If she
bothered. She didn't bother with Michael as they passed, not even
looking his way even if she was aware he was indeed standing there. She
didn't wish to be associated with a doorman as her brother would end up
commenting. She trailed her mother, much like a dour shadow. In spite of
her attitude she too was taken by surprise at the beauty that surrounded
them once outside. An ice wonderland. Her hand touched upon her mother's
arm but she said nothing, only that moment to share before it was dashed
away. Dashed away because dark eyes settled on one Gillean Callihan that
soon devoured him from head to toe. She was as proper as her mother as
they were introduced. She dipped into a like curtsey, lowering her eyes
for a moment before she was back up.
Arabella bounced where she stood, the long, thick curls practically 'boinging'
with the action. That wink from Michael had her squealing with delight,
her hands clapping in quick contact before her chin as she looked from
him and hurried after the others with tiny steps much like a song
sparrow as she darted forward. Tiny eyes, long nose, thin lips, she was
everything but attractive and her wits left much to be desired as well.
Was there any question as she fidgeted back and forth, foot to foot, as
the introductions to Gillean Callihan were made. She brought up hands
up, fiddling her fingers at her waist, then dancing aside to look past
her family to the scene beyond. Oooooh. Soooo preeeetty.
This announcement happened to be one that Gill had been anticipating all
evening. A smile tugged at the corner of his lips as the seven of them
paused before them. "It was my sister who invited you, Lady Dewar.
But welcome you are to Swan Lake. May you enjoy yourselves while in our
home. Please." A sweep of hand indicated the whole of the party
outdoors. "Enjoy yourselves." A dark brow twitched when he
caught Prudence's gaze. A predator. Without a doubt. But in the wild,
the strongest survived and ruled. She was a mere jackal to his wolf.
Hyena to his lion. A smile, far from innocent, spread over his lips as
he inclined his head once to her. Was she dangerous? Or was she daring a
fate that would prove her as frail as any female before her? Slowly he
looked from the woman to her siblings. Arabella. Shudder. Neville.
Noted. Summer. Intrigued. Matthew. Interesting.
Unknown to the Lord and Lady of Swan Lake, one of their invited guests
had not come forth to the party. She lingered in the treeline, the
gentle, chilled breeze lifting and tossing the dark hair that flowed
over her shoulders in thick waves. She wasn't one for gatherings, but in
honor of the returning of Kildare, and of Swan Lake one of her favorite
haunts, to its former glory, she bit back her trepidation and at least
viewed the festivity from afar. Did they truly know the Lady upon which
that invitation had been offered to? It had not made it to her for only
the crown knew of her whereabouts even now that the witch had been
vanquished. It was the way she desired it. It was granted to her. She
smiled to herself since none others were about, noting those in
attendance. Such a fine gathering. The hem of her gauze-like gown joined
in the sway and lilt of the breeze and she laughed softly with the sight
on the ice.. Then, she stepped back into the shadows of the winter
evening. A thank you voiced as silent as that breeze for the invitation
sent though not received. And she...was gone.
There was one who picked up on the mystery and started through the
crowd, leaving his brother and Corina without a word. His brother would
notice he disappeared, taking one of those unseen doors that brought him
to where the One had been but she was already gone. The disappointment
was clear on his features but it proved she was still about and he would
surprise her next time. Had she lingered only a few moments longer, they
could have danced under the moonlight with stars so clear above for the
cold. One minute outside and the next minute he was back moving towards
his brother again. Nothing said and nothing would be said at least here.
His brother was about the only one who would notice and perhaps question
him later on at a more appropriate time.
Adrian caught sight of Regan and started forward after concluding his
greetings. It was then he realized she was pretty much occupied and so
gestured with his hands where he'd be.. and that was over with Adam, his
co-harbor master. A nod to Segan whom he recognized of course and the
others as well before he was gone where he indicated.
It would be hard to tell with Prudence for she gave no indication
through facial expression, she held his gaze however. That was until one
moving past them caught her eye. The King no less and attention shifted
immediately. She watched him but he disappeared all too quickly and the
rest around were noted as she continued her perusal there.
Deirdre could blame her fair skin being red on the cold and not the
embarrassment which seem to uncomfortably continue. The Kingsmen were as
handsome as she heard. Luckily her sister came to the rescue and she was
saved. Maybe? She curtsied to Segan, he too was handsome and one would
think she'd become immune by now! "I'm pleased to finally meet
you." She knew of him of course as well the Frasier captain. She
heard a lot about them even more in that small tattoo office. "I
wont keep you.." making her escape as she was off to get those
skates off and get her red cheeks back to normal.
Vincent couldn't help the low chuckle as Jael got all tangled up in her
own skirts. Strong hands soon gripped under her arms and hoisted her up
and kept hold until she got her grounding. All seemed to be put aright
and no one hurt in the slight mishap.
Diarine could easily be a fly on the wall as she had come back from
skating and was taking in the social innuendos that were like shouts to
her. From dark intents to light heads as she referred to them. This was
better than the many books she read for it was real and anything could
happen. Not as predictable as most writers.
If Dewar knew what Gill had been thinking .... he'd think exactly what
he always did when it came to the Lord he served. And he had nearly
stuck his tongue out at Prudence's back, but no, acting childish would
not help things. At least Neville's comment had been mild and his father
had him caught by surprise, though no one would know it. It seemed all
the guests had arrived that were going to, so he relaxed for a moment,
leaning against the wall where he could see but not be seen. A flask
from his pocket was put in use too. A quick drink before they all
started wandering in again.
Regan didn't want her sister to be so flustered, but she understood. Did
she ever! "Adrien Frasier is here as well." Segan would know
that Captain as well. "And might I say, you look dashing Captain
Quinn?" What man here didn't tonight. Unlike Michael, Regan didn't
restrain herself and stuck her tongue out at her two chortling brothers
as she leaned back to give them a look. Hmph.
Sebastian would have been stealing that flask from his son had he seen
it, speaking or not. But Olivia was simpering about how lovely
everything was until, he felt her fingernails bore into his arms. Thank
goodness for thick fur or he'd have marks. He looked where his wife was
to see his ex-wife and his mother together. Blast it! Still there would
have to be a greeting, at least to his mother, once his wife pried her
Neville was over to greet them both. After all, there was still a chance
both mother and grandmother would change their minds about who was heir,
and Summer and Matthew were of course, on his heels.
And where was Simon during all this. He kept skating around some of the
ladies after the accident was over. How could he not? It was too much
fun to try to make them laugh.
Vadoma had come over after Vincent helped Jael and straightened the lady
knight's skirts so she didn't have to work on that. She winked at
Vincent before skating over to warm herself a bit.
"Thank you both." Jael spoke then laughed. "I think these
blades have won the battle." For a moment, she wondered if anyone
had seen she had britches on under her skirts but it didn't really