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[heloise]

Who: EVERYONE!
When: Dec. 15
Where: Ballroom!
What: Borgia-Mills Saturnalia party, basically, that party!

The garlands and wreaths of leaves decorating the ballroom sure look similar. Almost Christmas trees. Pagan origins for an otherwise religious holiday. This occasion has no purpose, however, aside from merriment, freedom and lots and lots of eating!

The cooks Henry gathered are welcome to place their creations on a long table set to one side, while most of the ballroom is left clear for dancing of any form. Most of the sofas have been pushed against the walls as refuge for tired feet. The wine flows freely, with uncountable goblets here and there!

Oh, one more thing, beware the nutcrackers.

[ ooc; make your own threads, there are no rules except for go wild! ]

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[inafadingcrown]

Galadriel's smile falters a little, but only for a moment. "Then I will hope you will not be forced to do so."

But she still wants to leave-has to leave, to her way of thinking.

[heloise]

Lucrezia knows she will leave eventually. None here have stayed longer than Stephanie has, as far as she knows, and four years isn't so long. "You always hope for my well-being, and you are wise, so I must only pray that all your wishes for me come true," more a note to herself than for Galadriel.

She squeezes her hand a moment, and makes to stand. "I would spare you my further complaints, and wish you only a most enjoyable night!"

[inafadingcrown]

Galadriel stands with her and releases her hand. "And I will wish you the same."