[hr][hr][center][b][i][h1]Sergi & Abiza[/h1][/i][/b][hr][i]Interacting With:[/i] Each Other[hr][/center]

	Sergi had walked off quickly at Elizaveta's instruction, wishing the duchess wasn't as blunt as she was at times but figuring it was better that she was that way instead of easily put off kilter. Making his way through the palace he found Elizaveta's quarters and unlocked the door, moving inside quickly and closing the door behind him. Glancing around at the luggage that needed to be unpacked and the numerous dress bags that were hanging up around the place he chuckled to himself. It seemed she had packed for each and every last situation that could have arisen. He couldn't fault her, she liked to be prepared. 

	Opening the case he looked at the jewels that her betrothed had given her and nodded in admiration to the work. It was familiar and he turned, walking over to another case and opening it. Smiling to himself he pulled out a few pieces and compared them to the one Elizaveta had been given. It was not the same but there was a similarity there he could not deny. Checking the notes that were hand written by former Czarnia's with some he coupled a few pieces together and set them out for Elizaveta. With the gift he suspected that she was going to change her plan for the evening, it was just how she was. 

	Turning he left the room and secured it once again before making his way back through the palace. Cocking a brow as he saw Elizaveta standing there with her betrothed and speaking with Prince Leon. He hadn't expected her to be speaking with him already but he wasn't surprised the two were speaking, even if her betrothed was there. Turning he noticed as Abiza came over to him and introduced herself before explaining what had gone on while he was gone. He nodded and thanked her. "I see, it does not surprise me," he said with a small smile as Abiza mentioned that Elizaveta had stopped to clean up some spilled champagne. "That is how she is. Now, tell me, what is it like where you come from?" he asked as he kept an eye from a distance on Elizaveta, listening as Abiza spoke of her home lands and her life until this point.