[Tumnus glances sidelong as the unfamiliar woman steps up, ears flicking forward. He opens his mouth to respond, his expression betraying mug of what he has gleaned over the past few hours of mingling and listening to the other members of the Court.
He grimaces, lifting a hand to scratch at the base of his horn.]
I h-have heard that they hold audience once a m-month... but no, they are not here.
1!!! Tumnus | Seelie
He grimaces, lifting a hand to scratch at the base of his horn.]
I h-have heard that they hold audience once a m-month... but no, they are not here.