Ingress of the House of Arch (
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Ingress waits for Amy and Alanna, and their animal entourage, in a playroom decorated with a lace tablecloth and a full tea service, complete with all the delicious biscuits and sandwiches ladies, and small creatures, might like.
Except for the dried flies for the frogs. They are in a container beside a little waterfall pond with running water.
The room is decorated for Christmas, complete with a large Christmas tree decorated with homemade ornaments from a few generations of House of Arch children.
Ingress herself is rather decorated, as well, in a red and green robe with holly in a crown on her blue head. Hope, her potato kitten, is sitting on her lap, and Hubert splashes in the pond. Agatha is sitting on the table nibbling a cracker. And out a window, watching lovingly, is Megwyn, the white horse-shaped Companion from Valdemar.
Ingress watches as Tom enters, both ladies on his arm, as he brings them through the magical painting.
"Hi! You came, you came!"
Except for the dried flies for the frogs. They are in a container beside a little waterfall pond with running water.
The room is decorated for Christmas, complete with a large Christmas tree decorated with homemade ornaments from a few generations of House of Arch children.
Ingress herself is rather decorated, as well, in a red and green robe with holly in a crown on her blue head. Hope, her potato kitten, is sitting on her lap, and Hubert splashes in the pond. Agatha is sitting on the table nibbling a cracker. And out a window, watching lovingly, is Megwyn, the white horse-shaped Companion from Valdemar.
Ingress watches as Tom enters, both ladies on his arm, as he brings them through the magical painting.
"Hi! You came, you came!"
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I miss them all, but I know they are happy where they are.
*Shaking herself, she nods to Amy.*
Aye. It was a few months back. Several people fell ill with horrid symptoms, and I signed up to scrounge for cure ingredients. My group was sent to Narnia. I met talking horses and owls. It was wonderful.
*In truth, Alanna had a hard time leaving.*
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At this she gets so excited that she stands up in her chair, upsetting her plates of goodies. The biscuits and cakes fall to the floor, and suddenly there are no animals in sight.
Ingress giggles and sits back down.
"Oops. But I can't wait. Maybe we can visit Narnia, too! Lucy and Susan were queens there and their brothers were kings. They're nice, too."
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She does not mention either of their brothers.
"Where is Valdemar, Ingress? I don't believe I've heard of it."
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More for you. Goddess, I would love to see Narnia again. I've yet to tell Edmund, but Peter and Caspian both let me regale them with stories. I do not know either Susan or Lucy. *She licks her lips. Certainly she knows of them, and suddenly feels more than a little uncomfortable.*
Oh, Amy. You should meet Kerowyn. She's wonderful. Valdemar... *She looks to Ingress.*
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Megywn neighs, and Ingress nods her head.
"And it's green and beautiful and Haven is city that's not underground."
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"Goodness, but Valdemar sounds like an exciting place," says Amy. "And I'm sure you'll do a splendid job protecting it, Ingress."
She settles Simon Perryvall into her lap, and scritches him a bit.
"Are there cities that are underground?"
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Ingress grins at Amy.
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She is looking at the window, trying to figure out just how it is that they are underground.
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Aye, remarkable isn't it? *Shaking her head a bit, she nibbles on a piece of cake.* Little did you know you were going on an adventure.
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Ingress reaches for another cake, and then drinks down her tea.
"Oh, I almost forgot! Mary helped me get things together to make ornaments."
She scrambles off the chair and hurries over to a box full of craft supplies. She holds up a small jar of green paint.
"We could paint the animals' feet and make footprint patterns on the paper, and then cut that out and put on glitter!"
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She looks from the squirrels to the paint.
"Perhaps it would be better if we drew the animals," she says, cheerfully.
And ever so much less messy.
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*Startled, Alanna blinks at them before eyeing the paint. A slow smile creeps across her face as she nods in agreement with Amy's first statement. The second -about drawing- lessens the mischievous glint in her eye. Somewhat.*
Thea might let us trace her feet... and then we could paint that, perhaps? *She grins.*
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She pulls out a basket full of vials of glorious glitter in all shades of festive Christmas
doomcolors."This was a fun tea party. And now we'll make the prettiest ornaments ever."
The three ladies, with minimal help from the animals who, of course, end up sparkly with various amounts of glitter stuck to their fur. The Christmas tree in the playroom is soon bedecked in the loveliest ornaments.
Ingress smiles and laughs and twirls and glitters. It was a lovely tea party, indeed.