Millicent Cheviot
Nouvelle, Luguere

She...she was laughing. What could have possibly been so hysterical to have sent this girl into tears? Milly's introduction?! Who could possibly have the audacity to do such a thing, especially considering Milly's own unprecedented generosity to allow an audience in the first place. Her face warmed into redness as she felt positively insulated and embarrassed by the girl's opening laugh. Oh how she just wanted to smack the girl across the cheek as the mysterious woman pondered aloud why Mel would know her...Oh.

The woman finally gave her introduction and now Milly could feel that warmth of redness flushing her cheeks again. Sophia's introduction was a well-rehearsed one with no stuttering or errors in it, but what really sold it was the fact that Articuno, marked with House's sigil, really drove the point home. Milly's first hint should have been Mel, who probably psychically could read just who she was in the first place, but hindsight did her no good here.

Milly, despite not really liking the symbolic act, she returned Sophia's curtsy with a goofy but sincere smile. Thankfully it doesn't appear that Sophia had taken offense to anything Milly had done previously, and it even seemed she wasn't so uptight about this nobility etiquette either. Thank Arceus for that and thank Him for Sophia's desire to calling Milly by her own nickname than her birth name. Although Milly still felt flustered over this whole identity thing and felt her own cheeks blushing, the same as Sophia. "Oh!...um.. Yea, I'd really like that Sophia." Her tone was more inviting and friendly than before.

It all started coming back to Milly a bit. There were a few times in her childhood that Milly and her family traveled to Skyhold to interact and bond. Sophia was always a dainty little thing, and it seems like that hasn't changed as the years had gone by. Sophia's legs wobbled with exhaustion or possibly a side effect of the chilling wind that Milly paid no attention to. "Hey, you okay, Sophia?" Milly inquired as she gingerly offered her forearm and gestured her head pointing down the road to the gated pass into Cheviot Hill. "I would be more than happy to escort you to see my parents and assist you to relay whatever message you have for them. I'm sure they will love to host you as a guest as well, but I fear your responsibility will send you to the other holdings, no doubt." With that thought, Milly started to imagine what it would be like to travel again. It had been just under a year since her return from her tour of dueling. It would be nice to get out there again and maybe Sophia needed company. An alluring prospect but Milly didn't get her hopes up.


Meanwhile, Mel studied the great bird of Skyhold with some interest. It wasn't too often other legendary creatures come to Nouvelle, but it appears Neva had a lack of interest for Mel, much to her dislike. Instead his attention favored that of a lowly man eating a pie. Mel shot a glance over and instantly saw the stain of commoner blood in his veins and worse still was the fact he was a Morph. She could sense the aura and instantly became disgusted by his presence. Worst yet, the fool tossed a rock at the gathered nobility. Milly froze as she glanced over uninterested in why or who the man was. Mel took great offense to the act, not really caring that Neva was the target but rather that she was in the vicinity and the rock 'could' have hit her. Her eyes glowed a bright blue as if she was going to attack the Morph right there. But that responsibility was better suited for the guards as the very thought of a Morph coming into contact with herself was repulsive. Plus a guard and his Machoke were already approaching the Morph, commanding he desist at once.