Lady Daire was shown into the only room that showed signs of bowing to Laurie's simple decorative graces. She smirked to herself knowing how stubborn Sir Glen could be, but also knew that Laurie was a formidable opponent. Lady Daire took a seat near the cheerful fire, admiring the delicate details and feminine touches that graced the sitting room.
Upstairs, Sir Glen and Laurie were indulging in a bit of private time when the soft knock interrupted their concentration.
"Forgive me Sir Glen, Lady Daire has come to speak to you and Mr. Leif." Came the hushed message.
"Very well, make sure that she is welcomed. We will join her shortly, and roust out that rascal Mr. Leif."
"As you wish." And as silently as the messenger entered, the messenger left.
Laurie was already gathering Sir Glen's robes and holding them for him.
"Thank you my Laurie. I'll see that we finish later. Little minx." He growled into her neck. She only smiled and followed him down to the sitting room.
Mr. Leif met them at the foot of the stairs, his hair barely raked with his hands, stood up on end. Sir Glen took only an appraising look at his chosen protΓ©gΓ© and sighed.
"You do know it was Lady Daire that summoned us?" he asked softly.
Leif nodded, "I was downstairs in the dungeons." Sir Glen sighed and then headed towards the sitting room, Laurie and Leif in tow.
"Always a pleasure to see you Lady Daire." Greeted Sir Glen. "I trust you've been made comfortable?" Sir Glen sat across from Lady Daire, Laurie settling at his feet.
"I wish I could spend a more pleasurable call Sir Glen, but I've come across some news I don't think any of us will like. Lord Xavier plans to restore Sir Colin."