<strong>White Hall, London. Promptly at Thirty after Noon.</strong><br/><br/>Selene stepped out of the coach and paused to look at Hightower and the coachmen.<br/><br/>"I imagine that I shall be some time, if you like you two can return at nightfall to see if the Lord Chamberlain is done screaming at me in his high pitched girly voice." Selene said as she flicked open her fan and waved it over her face. She rarely enjoyed courtly dress, but knowing if she acted like a court twit would drive the Lord Chamberlain even more crazy made it worth the effort. That and it would be about the only way she could justify the amount of make up to hide her injuries.<br/><br/>She walked up to the entrance where a page was waiting for her. She knew that the moment she'd gotten into the district that the Crown agents knew she was approaching. She had helped set these roles and actions in place, once upon a time. Of course that was before she had wound up in her current.. situation.<br/><br/>"Ah Lady Kane." The page said with a polite smile and bow. "Shall I notify the Chamberlain you're here early?"<br/><br/>"No Malcolm, I think I'll exercise the prerogative of my position and go in without announcement."<br/><br/>"Ah, I shall inform the staff that the Faerie Courts Representative without Portfolio is in the building." The page said as he held the inner doors open for her. "Will you be expecting either of the Ambassadors coming to join you?"<br/><br/>"Goddess and Consort, I hope not. Last thing I need is Summer or Winter riding to save the day. How many folks were caught in my Calling?" She asked as another man joined her walking down the hall. Lord Giles shrugged as her conversation went from the page to the Lord Chamberlain's aide de camp.<br/><br/>"Oh not too much that we can tell. Two Peelers on patrol, one coachman and two tramps. The policemen are at Saint Judes in recovery, the coachman likewise, and the tramps were quietly paid off and sent to an ..facility for the ..overburdened. What the hell you were you thinking Selene. You called THEM .. in CENTRAL bloody LONDON. We're just damned lucky they chased a man who could retreat into the Otherside."<br/><br/>"Indeed Lady Kane." A dry high pitched voice called from the end office of the hall. "Please, join us and explain what possessed the Joint Court's Envoy to use High Magick in Central London. Giles, I shall be expecting someone from the Palace shortly, please have whoever they send over sent right in. I expect it will be someone from the Magistrate's off."<br/><br/>"You hope." Selene said with a sly smile.<br/><br/>"Lady Kane, your. antics of late have been.. quite telling on the Crown's patience." Lord Alexander Harris, the Lord Chamberlain, said as he motioned her in and closed the door behind them. "The..event at Lord Fisk's estate for example."<br/><br/>"I seem to recall you asking me to do something about him in the past." Selene said as she walked over to hidden bar and opened it. Pouring a thick cut glass of double malt and setting it aside, before pouring herself another.<br/><br/>"Hells above Selene, what were you thinking?" Alex Harris asked as he took his glass and a cigar and sitting down. Putting aside their public disregard for one another.  The carefully cultivated disregard and rivalry of the two of them helped them manipulate threats to the crown that otherwise might have not been found. It was a tricky sort of detente that they worked out with the Queen herself. "Bad enough you torch the leech like you did..."<br/><br/>"You had a black seal warrant on him for as long as you've been in this office." Selene pointed out as she lit the cigar with a flourish of her hand. "You've asked me at least THREE times since I got back from New York to get rid of him."<br/><br/>"True..and the Queen is quite happy to see the old leech gone." He said as he held the cigar up with a questioning look at her. Selene sighed and rolled her eyes as she lit his from across the room. "Thank you my dear. We still have the other matter. Who did you call the Bloody Great Hunt for?"<br/><br/>"Greentree." Selene said simply before angrily chewing on her cigar. "He killed someone close to me last night. One of the oldest Feytouched I have ever met. Her name was Heather and she last walked the mortal lands when the seals on the Magna Carta were still wet. He commanded her to fetch me back to the steps from my coach, knowing that she'd die when she touched the soil outside the club grounds. She didn't suffer, at least. One moment she was there, pulling at my sleeve while I was waiting for my Hanson Coach.. " Selene's voice faltered to a stop. "The next.. I was holding the charm I bought her in Hob's Market and the dust of her mortal remains blowing away on the night's breeze."<br/><br/>"I am sorry for your loss, you had spoken of how Heather had educated you in the ways of the Summer Court.. but you didnt' break the club's grounds ..what happened next?" Selene's smile turned wicked as she looked at her old friend.<br/><br/>"He stepped off the grounds to gloat." She said with cold fury. "And I challenged him. Greatest feat of magic."<br/><br/>"What did he do?"<br/><br/>"Nothing..the fool thought I had forgotten he was foresworn, he promised me long ago to protect Heather. I called the Huntsman, and when he stepped into this Realm, I declared Greentree foresworn."<br/><br/>"I trust he won't be coming back?" Selene's smile grew deeper at Harris' question.<br/><br/>"Oh no my lord, he won't be." She said quietly. "And I have to report that an item on the Powers List has left the country." She said as she sat back. Alexander took another swallow of the his drink, this was going to be a long afternoon and possibly evening. Especially if the opposition in Parliament hear of last night's events.