With effort, Miles suppresses a positive response to this suggestion. He bows jerkily to both barons, takes Bel's sleeve in a firm grip in case it's having as much trouble controlling itself as he is, and makes their retreat, under fire from Ryoval's continued laughter.
The House majordomo swoops on them near-immediately with a smiling murmur of, "This way to the exit, please, officers." Miles has been thrown out of previous venues with nearly this much exquisite politeness, but he thinks Fell's majordomo may actually have outdone the Celestial Garden's beleaguered guards. He is duly impressed.
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The House majordomo swoops on them near-immediately with a smiling murmur of, "This way to the exit, please, officers." Miles has been thrown out of previous venues with nearly this much exquisite politeness, but he thinks Fell's majordomo may actually have outdone the Celestial Garden's beleaguered guards. He is duly impressed.