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Nahir stood there, quietly observing the both of them bicker. A smile tugged at her lips, but she pressed a finger against her lower lip to stop it, as if in thought. In truth, she found Leo's attitude rather— she wasn't what word she'd use. But the pout that slipped out with the end of every sentence was almost cute. And his voice, she'd not mention it before trying to spare him the explanation but her dance partner did not seem to be on the same page. It only served to find him even more endearing seeing him hide his irritation... and was that a hint of embarrassment perhaps?

[color=904342]"It is a lovely bracelet,"[/color] Nahir hummed, examining it closely as her dance partner picked it up from the table where it had been tossed so carelessly. [color=904342]"I do hope that your pocket watch has not suffered the same fate."[/color] 

With a reassuring pat on his arm and a smile, she continued, [color=904342]"I'll inquire with Count Damien and hope some pressure will encourage him to find the culprits and the stolen items. Who knows what else these thieves must have taken from other attendees."[/color] She full-heartedly agreed that the security in these events, with attendees such as them, was reason enough to tighten security and ensure it all ran smoothly. In the many events Nahir had hosted herself, she'd always place guards disguised as guests to mingle in the crowd. Partly for safety, but most importantly to gather information disguised as gossip. [color=904342]"It seems that the standard of safety in Sorian is not a top priority."[/color]

Nahir then turned to study her dance partner, who seemed to care a great deal about the servants of the estate and the guest house. Such empathy was not often found among the upper class, which only strengthened Nahir's growing theory about her.

[color=904342]"Oh, a visit to Stravy would be wonderful, don't you think?"[/color] Nahir's excitement held a flirtatious edge. [color=904342]"I only wish to return the favor to you, Lord Smithwood. It'd be lovely to host you during the winter. I do not wish to punish you with our hot summers."[/color] She flashed him a teasing smile.

As the woman locked arms with her, Nahir had to suppress the chuckle rising in her throat. Should she entertain her bold dance partner, or sympathize with the lord? She already knew Leo would not say anything to slight her, so why not get another glance at that pout before he left?

[color=904342]"One must always show respect to our hosts and their esteemed guest house,"[/color] Nahir remarked casually, her shoulder lifting in a subtle shrug. [color=904342]"It's wise to stay on the good side of the servants too. I've found they're more inclined to help with a smile when we don't leave a mess in the halls."[/color]

With a smile, Nahir bid Leo farewell. [color=904342]"Good luck with your search, Leo."[/color]

Once he had left, she turned to her dance partner, a playful glint in her eyes. [color=904342]"Quite a handful, isn't he? Adorable."[/color] She placed a hand over her arm, squeezing gently. 

[color=904342]"Well now, will my nameless and lovely dance partner finally introduce herself?"[/color]


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Ece watched from her post. She had found a rather comfortable spot atop a tree, her form obscured from those below her enough to render her practically invisible. It was rather comfortable too, and for that she was grateful. She’d been sitting here since the first guest arrived. Ece had informed Nahir of what would be Munir’s and Farim’s whereabouts before the ball and she’d instructed her to follow them and observe. Only observe.

The ceremony and the Varian customs were… interesting. Intriguing even. But she wondered now if real magic was at play, or was it just their herbal teas? 

The whole thing was getting rather boring until the ritual began. Ece had perked up, suddenly interested in the song and dance being performed. It was… beautiful. Calming of sorts. She swayed side to side along with the melody of the song until she noticed the gradual change of Lord Ravenwood. It may have been a trick of the light from the fire, but his shadows took the form of a bear for a second. And to add, Sorian guards showed up just in time to interrupt and cause Ravenwood to go mad. Ece was still trying to make sense of things.

Ece remained up in her tree through it all. If Munir or Farim were to be attacked or harmed in any way it were her orders to not intervene. Not that she would have, if a freak accident with a bear-man was to happen then it all would be so much easier for Nahir.

When the giant wolf showed up and carried Lady Blackwood away from the ceremony and Munir gave chase Ece did not spring into action immediately. She was far more interested in what Farim was currently doing. The soft touch, the light and gentle fingers. His easy smile and prolonged eye contact. So this is what that little meeting had been about. Looked like she owed Lady Miha a coffee date. 

It wasn’t until Farim began to chase after Manir did she gave chase. 

Ece made sure to keep her distance, blanketed by the shadows and confusion of what was happening. Quiet as a mouse, she climbed up the tree to keep her scent far from the large animal. The situation was dangerous. The woman with the wolf was dangerous. Lord Ravenwood was dangerous. From here Ece could see the rippling muscles and trained stance. She was ready to fight. 

As the scene unfolded before Ece, she made sure to study the woman closely. Her lady may want to know about any interesting persons, and a woman with a wolf that size would certainly be one interesting tale. 

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