[@bloonewb] (He's adorable.)

The dance ended without more outburst, and the musicians immediately picked up the pace for the next dance. Jinayah was a little bit tired, so she curtsied to her partner and went for the food. Several sips of water later she was alright again, and cast her eyes toward the dance floor (and the door) to think about what to do next. She knew, in her heart, that she couldn't leave. So that meant more dancing.

Out of the corner of her eye, she spotted the prince from Prozdy. The tall man was not hard to miss. It looked like he was practicing his steps. She wondered what kind of dancing they did in his country. From that angle, she could also see a few nobles from her own kingdom, smirking and shaking their heads at the display. She wouldn't have that - they did enough making fun of her behind closed doors. 

Gracefully, she cut across the room to his side.

"Hello, Prince Vyarin. I don't think we've yet had a chance to interact." She curtsied in front of him, and looked rather cheery. "Do you need a practice partner?"