Penelope listened carefully as her question sent Dimia off on a rather long winded talk about various aspects of the party. None of which were interesting to the knight. The noblewoman was merely focusing on the entertainment side, speaking of ideas for the decorations, food, drinks and music. The knight let out a quiet sigh as Dimia continued to list out a variety of options for possible musicians, beginning to tune her out as she began to think about the nobles they should be trying to reach out to. Oliver likely had a better idea of that than anyone and despite being on rocky terms with Dimia, the noblewoman would likely be able to spread the word amongst quite a few different noblewomen as well. 

"And there has to be dancing! It's not really a party unless there's dancing." Dimia declared, suddenly breaking Penelope's thoughts. 

The knight blinked and looked over at her. "Dancing? Will there even be enough room for that?" she questioned. "Where are we even going to host this?"

The couple exchanged a glance, clearly having talked about this particular subject before. "Well... I was going to suggest we have it here!" Dimia smiled slyly. 

"Here?" Penelope raised an eyebrow. "As in.. the castle?" As Dimia nodded her head in confirmation, the knight snorted and crossed her arms over her chest. As far as she knew, the only people to throw any type of celebration in the castle was the royal family or especially high ranking nobles that had gotten permission, usually ones from the king's council. For Dimia to even suggest having it in the castle seemed rather bold to the knight. "Exactly how would we go about doing that? The king isn't completely on board with ending the war peacefully yet so I doubt he'd willingly let us use any part of the castle to host such a thing. Besides, it's uncommon for anyone aside from the royal family to host any party in the castle."

"That's true. We would need someone in the royal family to likely act as the host for us." Oliver mused looking at Penelope expectantly. 

Dimia offered her a similar look and let out an exasperated sigh as the knight just looked at them confusedly. "Rumor has it that you're pretty close with one of the princesses. We think you could convince her."

"Plus you also have a history with the new viceroy from what I know... He could also come in handy." Oliver pointed out. 

Penelope rolled her eyes at the two, disliking that they intended to use her connection to Naida and Crow to try and get into the castle. "Even if Naida agreed, she'd still have to go through her parents to be able to host such a thing. I think we should just look at possibly having it at either of our manors, surely that'd be more doable."

Dimia pursed her lips into a thin line. "You could at least try. You want to end the war right? It'll be a bigger even tif it's held in the castle." she snorted. 

Oliver glanced at his wife and then looked back to Penelope. "We can plan to hold it somewhere else but Dimia's right. Trying wouldn't hurt."

Penelope crossed her arms, pausing. She was rather certain it wouldn't work out, especially since Naida would have to lie and come up with some reason for wanting to host such a thing, but the two seemed determined to push her. "Fine. But for now, we continue to plan to have it somewhere else, ok?" she said sternly. The couple gave a satisfied nod and the knight relaxed again. She was about to shift their conversation away from the location when she heard her stomach rumble

"Perhaps we should continue this another time, sounds like you haven't had breakfast yet." Oliver mused quietly.

"I haven't." Penelope admitted with a small blush. She had missed the majority of breakfast in order to speak with them. Her eyes widened as another thought passed through her mind. [i]Tybalt![/i] Bombarded with the arrival of Oliver and Dimia, she had completely forgotten that she was supposed to meet Tybalt early that morning to figure out how to help Crow. She jumped to her feet before she even realized what she was doing. The two stared at her with looked of confusion and Penelope offered an apologetic smile. "Sorry, we really will have to continue this another time. I forgot I have something else to tend to. I'll find you again once I have the time, sorry."

She dipped her head and turned hurrying out of the room and towards the Great Hall at a brisk pace, hoping by some miracle that Tybalt had waited for her. Though she doubted it was likely considering breakfast was nearly finished.