Katherine grins wickedly"Oh then I suppose it isn't important." she says when the matter was anything but. But finally the conversation is cut short by them reaching the top of the hill and the actual estate grounds. Annabel looking up with an exhausted expression from where she's been trying to beat the dust out of a rug, judging by the actual piles of detritus beneath the railing she's got it draped over either Annabel has done more than one rug or this rug is 50% dust by weight and might just fall apart when annabel is done. The other men at arms look up from their game, gathered on some stools upwind of the stables with some dice and counters, but do little more than give Sequoia a look of curiousity. A man does approach though and Katherine greeted him readily enough "Deagan, this is Sequoia, she will be staying with us for a few days. Do make sure she has no reason to wander off. How goes making this place livable?"<br/><br/>"It is an honour to make the acquaintance of your guest Dame Westmarch, and Annabel has managed to make some headway on the 2nd floor however the scope of task I suspect is beyond even her. Perhaps if you would give me leave to hire some hands from the village?" Deagan replied, the man of at least three decades and possibly four greeting Sequoia with the kind of rigidly well trained politeness you only get from being a longtime servant to power.<br/><br/>"I suppose father did say staffing was my responsibility, what a bore...oh and do fetch us a cook and some food while you're there. We have a guest now and it wouldn't do to let our hospitality waver would it, speaking of has Ozric finished with the runes in the chapel?" that gets a glance from Deagan to Sequoia that might almost be sympathetic, but its hidden so well by that mask of the faithful servant "Of course lady Westmarch, you did insist on it. Now with your leave, my lady, honoured guest." Deagan bows at a nod from Katherine "yes run along." she says, Deagan hurrying off only pausing at the coach to unlock the strongbox and collect a small bag from it before locking it up again and heading down the road to the village. And in all that no one asked Sequoia's opinion on things, though a combination of decorum, disinterest and exhaustion are probably responsible for that..Deagan wasn't going to say anything while her ladyship wasn't giving the soothsayer any say in things.