[color=lightgray][center][img]https://fontmeme.com/permalink/251125/f2a7b0c4036c99e02915b173a2d47a53.png[/img][/center]Time: Evening
Location: Grand Ballroom
Attire: [url=https://i.pinimg.com/236x/29/dd/5c/29dd5c69e77b33dcc5ceafaabfdd026b.jpg]Aslam's Outfit[/url]
Interactions: Amira - [@Chrys]
Color Code: [color=#FEF698]#FEF698[/color]
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[color=#FEF698]"There is no reason to be so tense, dear cousin. You have very little to fear here."[/color] The rich, smooth voice of the eldest prince came from behind her as Aslam seemed to emerge from nowhere, having arrived early and purposely blended into the crowd or otherwise appeared occupied. His smile as he came to her side was warmer than the one he had given her on the ship, matching his eyes this time. He held his own chalice of wine, a silver cup decorated with lion motifs that Aslam always seemed to carry with him for events like this. There was no way he was trusting any other cup than the one he carried with him. 

His golden eyes gave Amira a quick glance like a patron judging fine art instead of anything more. Aslam nodded with satisfaction and decided to help boost her confidence a little as his gaze turned outward. [color=#FEF698]"I fear if all of our women looked as beautiful as you do tonight, we would have to triple the navy."[/color] Aslam casually stated with a cool confidence and took a sip from his cup to prevent him from adding on unnecessarily.

The truth was he was using Amira's company to hopefully ward off all but the most determined for his attention. Aslam felt far too vulnerable without the web of assets he had built across Alisdaht. He was, of course, doing his upmost to fix that for the duration of his stay here, and likely the far future, but it was slow going. Antidotes, salves, small vials of elixir were concealed within the many sashes and layers of his outfit. There was one he was on the lookout for tonight, but besides them he was determined to make this night as smooth as possible for his compatriots.

[color=#FEF698]"I could, of course, offer my assistance. I do not mind paving the road you walk and being branded a bull."[/color] He flashed Amira a slight grin with just enough of a teasing tone that it was a tossup whether or not he was serious. 

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