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[h1][color=f49ac2]Amaris Marivaldi[/color][/h1]
[sub]Mentions: [color=d42cf9]Smol Dennis[/color] [@Achronum][/sub]
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A smile brightened Amaris' face as the mage hastily tried to reassure her, making a pretty valid point in the process. Unlike half of her peers, the countess was not bound to the same shackles of time as others were. Even if the curriculum was only meant to be so long, there were likely lingering perks to being an alumni of her royal highness' academy. The subjects she could spend her life studying, it was a nice reminder she wouldn't have to do it all at once.

She watched with curiosity as Dennis' face turned away, the blush in his ears growing in intensity as his lips moved silently. Amaris wasn't entirely sure what had caused the shift but thought it might be rude of her to ask. Of what little she did know about the image's chosen path of study it was possible that he was talking to someone outside of their immediate vicinity. Gauging by his reaction, she couldn't help but wonder who and what was said to cause such a reaction.

"[color=D42CF9]So I’m getting a little overheated. Would you like to join me upstairs for a little bit? I, uh, really need some water.”[/color] Dennis invited sheepishly, quick to stumble over himself in case the question had been an imposition.

"[color=D42CF9]But uh, you don’t have to! There is still lots to do and I don’t expect you to settle for chilling with me at a party.[/color]" Truth be told Amaris was having a great deal of fun hanging out with Dennis, and if she stuck around maybe she might discover who the mage had been talking to. Despite her eagerness, however, she still found herself hesitating. She hadn't arrived alone and Cassandra had yet to return.

The countess shifted slightly so she could cast her gaze across the dancefloor once more in the hopes of spotting her partner. She was starting to worry as she hadn't until a glimmer among the dancers caught her eye. Amaris recognized the unique ensemble immediately and relaxed once again. If Cassandra was out having fun, who was she to stop her.

"[color=f49ac2]I would love to continue, how did you phrase it… chilling? Let's go find you something to drink, shall we?[/color]" Her tone was light and bubbling with excitement as she motioned for Dennis to lead the way.