Conversation came so naturally to Lady Agnes. I had been trained to be polite and charming. To speak softly and choose my words carefully. But you could tell I was making an effort. With her, it was just part of who she was. I almost got distracted by the sound of her voice alone.

But we had found what Flurry was staring at. An ice sculpture. It stood there glittering in the sunlight.

[b]"Perhaps we might examine it more closely,"[/b] I said. [b]"And afterwards, we could join the others at the buffet? Perhaps procure some refreshments?"[/b]

I barely waited for her to reply. I called to Flurry. [b]"Come."[/b]

I moved through the crowd toward the ice sculpture. As we got closer, I studied it more carefully. The way the light caught in its surface. The craftsmanship of its carved details. I wondered if there was something arcane about it. Something magical that had drawn Flurry's attention. Or if it was just another one of his random fascinations.

[hider=OOC]Arcana check to see if there's anything magical or unusual about the ice sculpture: https://www.roleplayerguild.com/rolls/29645 (rolled 11)[/hider]