In a breath her consciousness slipped only to return to her in full. Her hair was down, her face full of makeup and her body being weighted down by a breathtaking dress. Her hand was linked in the warm hand of another. She followed her own arm to see it connected to Joran's. Looking at him fully her breath caught in her throat. He looked amazing. The words came from her with her own signature look of an arced brow, "Fine then." She grinned evilly as she leaned a little closer towards him. "Joran Jace will you marry me?" She paused a moment before grinning wider and winking before standing up straight again, gripping his hand a tad harder for a moment.

The smirk on her face as a plan of slaughtering officials came to the forefront of her mind, the sabers strapped to her thighs feeling chilled against her skin. "Some how some way they would know if it was faked, they're politicians my dear." She batted her eyes at him, her stomach flipping as she looked at him again. She squeezed his hand once again with a tint across her face, "You're right. I can't." She looked away a moment trying to hide her face from him. The mere thought of him being with another sent a pulse of anger through her that she quickly stopped. "Besides...I don't really know what I would do without you by my side."