An Heir Walks into the Club, No That's Not How That Goes...

Kaczor felt decidedly that having Malik buy into Seraphine having regular lessons would go much smoother if he was a spectator, perhaps even to be able to occasionally challenge the tutor head on, and she knew exactly whom to call up for just a thing. A Dalish she had met recently, lovely singing voice, she'd have to get in contact with the man and arrange things, just to piss her brother in law off. She enjoyed poking fun at him too much to let such an opportunity go by. Probably, I think he has an unnatural fondness of fighting, honestly, it's a good thing for men to get all that energy out before they come home, just, his joy in the fight is .. unnatural. Like he wants the challenge more than the outcome. Silly.

She sniffed at the idea that Malik would have cheated, she knew the man had some scruples, even if he was a prat, so her brow raised some as she looked over, Then all the more reason to get you those lessons so that we can force him into a rematch that he can't cheat on. That would do, if she could get a tutor in to help teach Seraphine enough to fight, and win against Malik? Well then, that would make her most happy. Mind you, I'm doing this because it amuses me greatly, I need to make sure you know that as well. I don't think you'd mind that either, so as long as our fun is aligned, we're allies in this.

She quietly drank at her glass as she watched the exchange between the two, a tongue stuck out, and an elegantly raised brow followed by arms being folded over a chest, perhaps that was a hint of an exhausted sigh as well? Oh, this was rich, the man made of ice might like the woman to her side, this would actually be a fun game to watch develop then. I think you're right, that's usually the look he gets at me over the dinner table when he's about to abruptly walk out. I'll send a note to the Palace when I secure a teacher, and when I'm there to talk to our illustrious leader I'll ask around some, after all, a trip up to the floating palace should never go to waste, I'll need to speak to a couple of magisters while I'm there anyway, could put in a visit to my Auntie.., a trip was being formed in her mind at this point, how she'd get everything done in one day.

Alright then, my darling new friend, I'll talk to you soon, here he comes now, just smile at him just so the whole time and answer as vaguely as you can, I often find that infuriates him to no end. Kaczor stood from the table, folding her newspaper up and laying it casually back on the table. Fine, Fine Vrai, you can have her back now, I'm satisfied fully, and I rather think the lady is too, no thanks to you. She took her stole off the back of the chair and gathered her walking cane from where it had been leaning against the chair. Miss Salvo, your company was a breath of fresh air, and I will call again on you soon.

And with that, Kaczor left the woman to Vrai, her walking stick casually swung with each step, knowing Vrai would most likely collect Seraphine back to the castle, boring! She had things to set up and set in motion now that would be far more entertaining.

~Fin?

@Seraphine Salvo