[b][center][h3][color=orange] Lein [/color][/h3][/center][/b]
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[b][color=orange]Location:[/color][/b] The Royal Ball
[b][color=orange]Interactions:[/color][/b] Fleuri [@Crimson Paladin]
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	Lein's tail wagged happily as he recognized Fleuri's gesture. Someone to play along. If Lein had known that Fleuri wasn't as stuffy as he looked, he'd have bought him more drinks last night. He'd just have to make the best of it now. [color=orange]"We're far past formalities, aren't we? Just call me Cteline."[/color]

	Lein was in part disappointed that the adults in the room stepped into break up what was sure to be a cascade of insults, but in part excited to see the duel. If he was free, Lein would have a mind to put a finger on the scales to make it more exciting, but he was had a much more interesting development right in front of him for now. 
	
	[color=orange]"I hear that those two had bad blood brewing all across their lives. A duel of the Crown Knight against a Rose Knight amidst the royal court? How fantastical."[/color] Lein turned to Fleuri, looking at him with intense ambiguity. Given the it was a good time to make 'her' move. [color=orange]"Now, are you familiar with Hundi customs, my good knight? We have quite the appetite for battle, so much so that love of the blade and love of one's dearest is conjoined. A duel between the Hundi is the same as asking the other's fancy. Whomever wins the contest earns the right to ask the other for their everlasting love. So if ever an adorable Hundi noblewoman catches your eye, then do ask her at the dueling grounds. After all, any decent lady would be ecstatic to hear such from a dashing figure."[/color]

	Lein paused at the last sentence to let the dramatics sink in, before leading Fleuri towards the open space at the center of the floor. [color=orange]"Now, we forget ourselves, don't we? A ball needs its dancers just the knights need their qualms. Might I be the first to ask for your hand in a dance? I'm terribly afraid I might lose you in the rabble."[/color]