(Private)Three Seasons and Coffee

[Seraphina]

She wasn’t sure she could ever share a Spring secret, and Rhodes brought up an excellent point about Pledges.

His words mad her feel good, maybe they’d get there someday.

Nodding to Sasha, “Then a Pledge it shall be.” That was fine with her. “Unfortunately, crafting Pledges has never been a strong suit of mine.” She knew the basics, but that was it.

A look of understanding on her face when Sasha opened up a bit, “I’m sorry, that must have been painful.” Ditched or dumped told her that maybe he just left one day. And if that was true, that was not only sad, but rude as hell. “You don’t need to justify not trusting.”

[Rhodes]

The Dread Lord looks between the two ladies, and sets his cup down, smiling with just a hint of smugness. "Well. Fortunately, This just so happens to be one of my talents."

He leans back in the chair and steeples his fingers. "Hmm.... well, the task is a forbidding, clearly - we shall not speak of what we have learned of Winter Court Law here today. Sasha, since you learned nothing of your law, you would not be so bound. I would say a year and a day, or as long as you wish. Then you need the sanction.... I am something of a fan of Curses, myself. It isn't necessary to swear upon something, but in this circumstance I would have thought our Mantles were the obvious choice. The boon of a favour might fit."

Rhodes rubs his chin thoughtfully. "Of course, we can tweak it as we need. What do you think?"

[Seraphina]

There was a small chuckle as she watched Rhodes, her gaze adoring.

Nodding, “I think that sounds fair, and have no issues with a curse.” She never intended to betray Sasha.

Smiling to Sasha, “Thank you. And it makes sense, if you ever want to talk about any of it, I’m here.” She offers. Sasha might not take her up on it, but she wanted to put the offer out there.

“As to the curse, if I break the Pledge, then my voice shall be off key when I sing and perform.” There. She was putting her voice on the line, she was serious. But so was her word and earning trust.

[Rhodes]

Rhodes smiles. "I'm afraid it's a little more complicated than that, Sera dear. Whatever the Curse is, it must affect us equally. No-one would mourn the loss of my singing talents, or lack thereof I assure you. Swearing upon our Courtly Mantle means should we break the Oath, our mantle shall as well. did you have thoughts to a length of time? That will probably dictate the strength of the Curse - these things are all tied together, you see. The curse will affect all things, making every endeavour harder for the oath-breaker." He offers a small smile, his tone professional. "Of course, since we have no intent of breaking this vow, it shouldn't matter."

[Seraphina]

Well, that sucked. She looks at her coffee before taking a sip. While she did let them know this wasn’t her strong suit, she still felt like an idiot.

Still she nods, understanding what he was saying.

A smile to Sasha, with another nod.

“A year and a day sounds fair. But if you wished for longer, I have no issues with it.” She gets up to get more coffee, offering it to the others. She’ll pour coffee for whoever wants more before returning to her seat. “But we could start with a year and a day and when that times up, readdress it?”

[Rhodes]

Rhodes inclined his head to the Winter Queen. "That is most kind, Sasha. It may still take a little time for me to reciprocate - I am learning to trust again, and I feel things are going very well, but you deserve that truth from me." The Autumn's tone is gentle.

He smiles as the details fall into place. "Such a thing is indeed common, Sera, and sounds the best way forward for us at this time. So, my dears. Upon Mantle then, for a year and a day. None present will converse to any not here that Lady Sasha revealed a Courtly Secret to those outside of the Winter Court. Any who do will be cursed to great misfortune in all they attempt, but those that hold true shall find their endeavours shall be prosperous, generating great fortune." There is a distinct lack of power in the words, showing the pledge is not yet binding. Rhodes looks between the beautiful Fairest ladies. "How does that sound? Or would you prefer a less... Earthly reward to the Oath? Makes little difference to me." The Dread Lord smiles genially.

Rhodes is proposing a for of Resources granted through the Oath, with a top-tier Curse.