In reply to Millicent Gerthrim (msg # 55):

"If I have it's for the better." Lek said. "I knew Jack was bad, I had a good idea of what he had done, I knew where to find him. But I didn't do a thing about it. I should have."

Millie wasn't at all certain she liked this change in Lek. He was becoming a completely different person from the brother she knew and loved.

Lek's eyes glistened. "I hate what Jack did to Pinja. Nobody should suffer like that."

"I know and I agree." Millie let out a small sigh and clasped her hands. She couldn't imagine what the delay with the food was. She wanted to get the reception over and back to her room.

Lek wished he could just leave too. He wanted Sileas and Wulfsen to be happy, but this whole thing was miserable for him.

Aislyn glanced over at the twins, then turned to Nelek. "Nelek, our children are miserable. Should we maybe speak with Lysistrata? I think she is still matchmaking."

Nelek frowned. "Didn't she throw herself at your father when he tried to get her to match Aron with someone?"

"Yes, she did. I think she truly loved him. I often wondered if he should have given her a chance. She may have made him happy, unlike Mama." Aislyn glanced at the twins again. "It makes my heart hurt seeing them this way."
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"I know." Nelek said, rubbing Aislyn's shoulders. "I guess we can have Lysistrata try."

"I will go see her tomorrow then. I didn't see her here...I don't believe Sileas knows her."

"She seems to be keeping to herself." Nelek said.

"If you can make a hole so that we can fetch the food..." said Dyfrig.

"I don't think any demons have pissed on the feast... but right now, it's outside your wall of force, so if such being exist and they have bodily functions, they could have."

"The kitchen is directly below us. The stairs are cut off but not the kitchen." Bai made a large circle on the floor with his staff and rocks began coming out of the floor and neatly piling on the floor beside the hole. There was a sawing noise and a neat circle of wood came from the hole. Bai looked down into the kitchen.

Dyfrig went to peer down the hole.

"I suppose we could improvise some kind of lifting mechanism to get the food up... has anyone got some rope?"

Part of his mind wanted to gibber at this flagrant display of magical force, but his more practical side was taking over.

Sileas clutched Wulfsen's arm. She hoped the floor around the hole would remain steady. She glanced around to make certain her family and friends were safe.

"I'm done." Bai sunk into a chair. He wanted to crawl into bed but this was the best he could get.

Wulfsen looked down into the kitchen. "Maybe we can use the sashes from the curtains..."

Dyfrig called down the hole.

"Are you all right down there? We shall have to pass the food up through this hole. Have you some rope you can throw up? There may be some in the scullery..."

In reply to Sileas Thornblade (msg # 71):

"Maybe the men can use their shirts to make a rope and sling to bring the food up." Yehudit suggested to Sileas.

Sileas sighed and shook her head. "I suppose they could, but the knots would have to be really secure to support the weight. A solid rope would be much better."

In reply to Sileas Thornblade (msg # 76):

"Unless you brought rope..." Yehudit said, eyeing one muscular wedding guest.

"Why on earth would I bring rope to my wedding?" Sileas replied with exasperation. "What we need are steps."

"Wotever turns yer on." Questa mused.

Lek wanted this to be over so he could be alone while being lonely. He began collecting sashes from the windows.

"Doesn't do a thing for me at all," Sileas replied.