Rhazii had a defiance on his face that told Meesei that he knew exactly what she pulled him aside for. He did not keep eye contact and purposely maintained a scowl as if preparing for Meesei to reprimand him. Upon being told they would speak later, Rhazii betrayed a little surprise in his eyes, but kept his acknowledgement brief. He went back to the table to converse with Kaj-Julan to keep him from being lonely around all the adults.

Meanwhile, Marod and Lunise took the time to network. Anyone who knew the pair could tell that Marod was the one insisting on both introducing Lunise to the Cyrodilic clan delegates and himself to the Aldmeri delegates in turn. Cordial receptions showed that no love was lost across the borders for some. But for most of the clan leaders -- the ones more attached to the lycan community than any nationalism or other loyalty -- they were well received. The drinks certainly kept interactions agreeable.

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There were a few lycans who transformed during the feast to wrestle or otherwise cause mischief. There were no cases of losing control, thankfully. The only ones transformed were the kind who were at the utmost harmony with their other sides. The sight was at first uncomfortable for Marod and Lunise, but they trusted the relaxed response of everyone around them until they were all but inured.

It was for this reason that Marod walked into the city square confused. He peered around with his hands on his hips and one eyebrow raised. This was as opposed to Lunise trailing behind him, who spotted Meesei nearly immediately against the wall. Lunise clasped her hands at her front and lifted her chin.

"Was she still back at the feast?" Marod asked. "I thought she left a short time ago..." He followed Lunise's eyes and finally processed Meesei's transformed bulk.

Lunise called across the square. "Were your last little meetings productive, champion?"

Marod's eyes bulged as Meesei stood to her feet. He rapidly caught himself, blinking, clearing his throat, and resuming his usual diplomat's smile. To his credit, he did not so much as flinch as Meesei closed the last few steps between them.

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"If it is within my power," Sabine said with more confidence this time. "I will see that it happens."

Sabine stood up and looked over at Do'rhajul as Ri'kalesh was. She returned to facing Ri'kalesh after a moment of wiping her eyes dry. "Is there anything you wanted to say to him?"