[color=ec008c]"So, I was saying..."[/color] said Jazdia with a straight face, the bear was just a few steps away from her when he walked away, wallowing in self-pity. Now the music has played again, with more lively beats than before, either to erase the remaining gloominess or just to pick up where they left off. 

[color=ec008c]"No, it's not that the party is bad."[/color] she sighed, feeling the irony. "I am waiting for my salmon!" the elf glanced at the servant earlier, who walked steadily toward her appointed seat with a straight face. [color=ec008c]"There it is! It's a dinner, so I think I will dine, feel free to join me, you two. Or, you two can dance and leave this little old me enjoying my meal alone..."[/color]

Offering them a smile of false disappointment, the elf turned to go. 

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[color=FEF9A7]"Well, I am actually here to find my sister,"[/color] said Silas awkwardly, the sister in question, the eye-glassed maiden with flowy hair was sitting not far with a blonde young man. [color=FEF9A7]"Turns out she is fine by herself. Youngsters these days."[/color]

He lets out an uneasy smile as if he was not young-looking himself. 

[color=FEF9A7]"What about you, Yona? Couldn't help but hear the latest gossip about the Rosenving Heir. I kinda discounted it, but figured that you might want to hear it."[/color]

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"Well, that was one heck of an outburst." Kirsten shook her head as everything returned to normal again. It was a lie if the scene didn't feel depressingly relatable to her, but she tried to distance herself from it. It was up to her to have a perfect evening. Let the Von Kruber widow wallow in her grief, it didn't concern her. 

"Oh? I wasn't forcing myself," answered Kirsten when Gepard offered him his handkerchief and told her to not force herself. The gesture was rather fussy, but Kirsten let it slide, again. 

"It was fun, yeah, go idea! I will see you at the next banquet."