Illyana watched at Geralt took the stage with furrowed brow. Though she had seen magician's acts before, and read even more about them, she was sure that Geralt's would be just as...unique as the Magician himself. She focused intently on his hands as he performed, but try as she might, even she was not able to watch all of their movements. She even caught herself distracted on occasion by his misdirection. It was no wonder the audience loved him, if he could fool someone like her, she had no doubt that the normal humans that attended their shows would have no chance at catching him. As far as she could tell, each one of his tricks used some facet of his real magic. Traditional human magicians used all sorts of tactics to pull of the feats that they claimed were real; plants in the audience, trick knots, misdirection, and "special effects" like pyrotechnics to draw the audience's eye away from them while they snuck their way into the prestige. On the contrary, however, it appeared that Geralt the Great wanted all eyes on him at all times. This was especially interesting...but not as interesting as his hypnotism trick. Many stage magicians would use a plant for this, recruiting someone from town and bribing them into pretending to go along with the trick. She couldn't say this was entirely impossible, as Geralt had not been seen about the grounds for most of the day. It was possible that he had gone into town to recruit a plant, but not likely given his immense pride. No, Illyana would believe that this was genuine and be sure to add it to her list of his abilities until he proved otherwise. 

Illyana hadn't even spared a thought of Ivory's silks until Aurel mentioned it. She kept a half-smile at bay as it threatened to creep across her lips, [color=598527]"If he's not careful,"[/color] she said quietly, [color=598527]"the crowd will be the only ones pleased with him."[/color] She omitted mentioning that she hoped this would be the case.

Cora's face fell slightly as she heard Lucien's comment. Although his tone was not angry, she had never heard Lucien angry, she could tell he was at best disappointed, which was worse in a way. She was glad that his displeasure had never been directed at her. She could see the tension in Geralt's jaw when he heard this and Lucien walked away from him, his eyes followed the Ringleader as he made his way back on stage amidst applause. Though he was smiling, Cora could tell that he was also not happy with the way their small exchange had gone.

Still, he turned to her, leaned down and offered her a peek inside his sleeve. She squinted, furrowing her brow in confusion, until she spotted the dark blue shining material inside the sleeve of his coat. She gasped, then looked up at him with eyes wide as he held a finger to his lips, then tapped the side of his nose.

She scrunched her own nose up as she smiled at him and mirrored his gesture, feeling a swelling of pride in her chest as she realized that the two of them were sharing a secret.

As Geralt spotted Lucien returning, he straightened up and smiled toward the Ringleader as the tent erupted into cheers and applause. There was no denying that his show had been a complete success. If there had been a better turnout, the Magician may have used the phrase "near-perfect" to describe it, and he knew that his new employer was well aware.

As Lucien came to a stop in front of them, Geralt began speaking to avoid any more scolding, [color=crimson]"I do apologize for that little display, I did not think of the silks ahead of time and simply...improvised. But, fear not, I would never have destroyed something so beautiful without a way to restore it."[/color] he added a wink towards Cora as he finished speaking and she smiled in return.