The women have stepped thru the Trump and Random turns his eyes upon you once more. As you step toward the Trump and are about to step through, Random holds up his hand for you to stop. He reaches into another pocket and pulls out an envelope and hands it to you.
"There will be a man named Shamus on the other side. Give him this, he'll know it's from me and he'll know what to do." He searches your eyes and your face for understanding. "I believe he may have work for you. If you're not interested in what he has to offer, contact me and I'll bring you back here," he says, handing you a Trump of himself. He adds quickly, "Of course, after you make sure the women are safe, you understand."
Lladd accepts the envelope, giving Random a penetrating look right back, but then he relaxes all over. Not quite smiling, but not looking stormy anymore either, he nods, a bargain struck. "Understood, your majesty. I'll see to the queen personally." He heads through the trump.
Vialle speaks when Jenna has closed the door and returned to Vialle's side
"Yes." she says simply. "Brand is your father." Vialle pauses for second then adds. "To both of you."
Onyx's mouth drops open for a second, then she realizes it's open and closes it. Then, she throws her hands up in the air in frustration, "Figures! The one handsome man I find in this place, and he turns out to be my brother!"
Lladdwyr, about to say something, looks at her in wide-eyed surprise at her outburst.
Onyx says in a much calmer, pleasant voice, "But I have a sibling... cool." She smiles big.
He thinks about her statement for about a second, then gives her an answering smile. "Surprises come in all sizes," he quips. "I'm glad you're pleased." He gives Vialle a sidelong look. "You could tell all that simply from a touch? Impressive. Do you know whether he's alive or not?"
Onyx looks to Vialle as she expectantly awaits her answer to Lladd's question.
Vialle nods. "The answer to your second question is; No, I don't know if he is alive," she answers sadly. She pauses long enough to sip the tea that was sitting next to her chair. "The answer to your first question." she begins with a small, warm smile. "Yes I could tell all that with a touch. A mother never forgets her child," she finishes softly.
Lladd reaches into a pocket, pulls out a card, and hands it to Onyx. "Do you know how to use that?"
Onyx's expression softens as she takes the card and bites her lower lip, "... In theory... " She pauses as she looks at the person on the card. As she admires the card she adds distractedly and softly, "I was told how, but I've never had one to try."
He hmms to himself thoughtfully for a moment, then reaches to take the card back. "May I? I was thinking perhaps I should try this first time." He cradles the card in his hand, giving Vialle a quick glance. Then he concentrates his will, focusing the call.
~Hapslladdwyr. Who was that and why did they have my card?~ comes your father's voice.
Lladd's jaw tightens and he takes a breath before answering. ~Father. That was... Onyx. Your daughter. I wished to inquire about her.~
An eyebrow arches questioningly, ~She claims to be my daughter. Does she have proof?~
There is a momentary pause, Lladd keeping his expression bland. ~Vialle confirmed that both of us were your children,~ he finally replies, his mental sending cautious.
~Vialle? Well that's interesting. But no proof. Hmm . . . I suppose it's possible.~ He goes thoughtful but leaves the contact open.
~Would you be willing to talk to her?~
~Talk to Vialle? Not at the moment. Talk to the girl? Yeah I could spare a minute,~ he replies.
~To Onyx. Yes,~ Lladd replies. He doesn't hand the card over just yet, though, indecision clouding his expression.
~Well put her on, son,~ Brand says a bit impatiently.
~Is Vialle my mother?~ he asks abruptly first.
Brand is silent for a moment or two, ~Yes.~ he replies simply and quietly. Quite uncharacteristically.
At that moment the coach pulls to a stop. Shamus calls from the driver's seat as he begins to climb down, "Ere we are folks."
Lladd looks up from the card in his hand, over to Onyx. "We'll be just a bit," he says to Vialle as he reaches to take Onyx' hand and bring her into the call.