[b][color=#a4161a]"Since we're here and all - may I claim your first dance tonight?"[/color][/b]

With one of her enigmatic mirth, Jazdia held her hand, but instead of letting the Rosenving daughter bring her to the dancefloor, she unexpectedly pulled her closer to her, releasing that hand once she was close and landed her hand on Yconne's toned shoulder. It could very ell lead to a tango, but instead, the elf spun once and pulled her closer again in a shoulder embrace, tilting her head closer to Yvonne's. 

Their eyes met, things seemed to have paused for a moment, and Jazdia picked her words carefully. Should she decline it like responding to a jest? Would she offend her if she do so? 

[color=ec008c]"I am afraid you have to look for another dancing partner, Miss Yvonne."[/color] the smile was maintained for a while until it gradually wanes as Jazdia's tone turned more sagacious. Should she decline it like responding to a jest? Would she offend her if she do so? 

[color=ec008c]"I am no stranger to participating in a ball dance and I am sure you are more than capable to keep up, and I don't doubt the performance would be great, but such a spectacle would draw a dangerous amount of attention." [/color]

Then she released her, smiling warmly and diplomatically. [color=ec008c]"Well look at that, the charming Admiral himself in the flesh!"[/color]

As Yvonne turned, Silas Delving was just a few steps ahead of them.