Forge liked these type of parties, he still benefited from the privileges given to the elder statesman of the family, but wasn't even close to the oldest person in the room. Though, there was a particularly wide range. Thousand to two months? All walking and talking. Through the looking glass on this one, he noted with a glance toward his mingling daughter.
After he'd successfully retrieved a plate, quickly cutting in front of most of the younger pups, Forge returned to his seat opposite Kaya. "Pro tip," he started so she'd know it was going to be good. "When you're Hand of the Queen, you try to avoid advising your queen against reality wrapping magic... at least, you know, as a counter point," Jon teased because the Silverclouds busted balls. That's what they did.