Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28358106-20171226225247/@comment-28358106-20171228124758

At Baku's offer, Asja pauses thoughtfully. If anyone notices, one of her ears twitches. Though she says nothing, Baku has unwittingly gotten within her good graces by being one of the very few people to volunteer to do things correctly.

However, she turns to Markel. "You are free to enter whenever Her Grace---"

A small silver bell, mounted on an elegant bracket on the wall, tinkles lightly.

Asja sighs and sets her papers down. "...Now you are free to enter.  Follow me, please."

The hallway behind her desk is relatively short. She takes them down, to a smaller set of double doors, closed like the ones before. Whereas the first pair looked built for security, these are works of art, simple, but highly refined. Baku notices signs of Elven craftsmanship all over them.

Asja opens them and they swing in quietly.

The room is large, but not overly so. Her desk is in front of a large, floor-to-ceiling window, partially obscured by heavy velvet drapes. A marble fireplace does its best in one far corner, while a sopping wet Harpy huddles by it, her face in bliss as she dozes. The entire room is one of restrained elegance, showing that the decorator has exquisite taste, and has it enough to know when to scale things back a little.

Adelaide sits behind her desk, polishing a pair of glasses with a silk handkerchief, when the four are shown in. Her face lights up on their appearance.

"Hello, darlings!  I'm so glad you could find the time!  Come, do make yourselves comfortable.  The weather is delightfully seasonal today, I'm afraid."

She stands to greet them. Waving a hand, two more plush chairs appear in front of her desk in a puff of violet smoke, making four total. She gestures again, and the fire in the fireplace flares a little. The Harpy snorts awake and waddles sideways a bit, readjusting herself before dozing off again.

"I do hope the wait was not a long one." Adelaide slinks around to the side of her desk, her wings unclasping and unfurling behind her. She nods to them each, and offers her hand to Baku.