Music under the mountain

It had been such a long time since Bjalf had spent any time inside a castle, or in Ishgard for that matter. He had only been back to Odiria for a couple of months, and he had spent most of his time in Norwyn thus far. In the meantime, a lot had happened, since he was now a married man. Not something he ever expected, but he had done it to protect a woman he always considered a true friend. Still, he wasn’t sure if he really made the right choice. But for the time being, she was safe and under his protection. Which was what mattered the most. Besides, she seemed happy to be away from her family.

The reason why he was now here, at the Twilight ball, was also because of his wife. It was his gift to her. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have gotten anywhere near the castle, but he wanted her to have this. He wanted her to have some nice things in between their time traveling together, and, if he was being entirely honest, he did not actually mind it that much. Because still, the wine was rather good, and he was able to enjoy the music that was playing. He also enjoyed watching the other people have fun on the dancefloor, and as long as no one would pull him in, he would be fine. Bjalf was a really bad dancer, after all.

Whilst Antonia shortly left his side, he was still standing somewhere at the side, with a cup in his hand that made him look far too big for this place. His blue eyes were glued to the people dancing on the floor, and thus, he hadn’t noticed someone stepping closer to him, not till the last moment.

i've lived my life both good and bad,
definitely not as light as a feather

Tonight would be a political game she'd have to play. Saying polite greetings to the noblemen of the court and complimenting the ladies on their choice of garments. All whilst, of course, making sure she distributed her attention equally between those of standing and those without. The Crown Princess could not look like she was playing favourites, to either side. All in order to keep the citizens of Ravaryn content.

The Princess had only just arrived, the number of people that wanted to grab her attention were doubling by the minute. Truthfully, it was a bit overwhelming for an introvert like Arianna. So instead of letting another person walk up to her she decided to take matters in her own hand. With a kind smile she approached someone she had never seen before, in the hopes it would give her a different kind of conversation than the one she was used to. "Good evening, sir." She greeted the tall man with a polite smile on her face. "Are you enjoying your evening?" She went on. He didn't look like he was from here, but she could be wrong. Either way she wanted to find out.

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