[center][img]https://img.roleplayerguild.com/prod/users/019c4ca4-596d-754d-9ab3-bf0f22b27921.webp[/img][/center]

[color=00aeef][b]Time:[/b][/color] Evening
[color=00aeef][b]Location:[/b][/color] Grand Ballroom
[color=00aeef][b]Interactions:[/b][/color] [@AuthenticTomb] Aslam and [@Potter] Kira

Amira had been so enamoured with watching her cousin introduce himself a beautiful lady in red that she had not even noticed Aslam approach her. The sudden smooth voice coming from behind her had the young princess jump in shock. Wine sloshing from the fine glass in her hand and nearly spilling onto her precious dress.
[color=00aeef]
"Cousin Aslam!"[/color] She exclaimed after she had spun around to look at the mystery voice that had so startled her. Trying to compose herself, she brushed down her elegant blue dress, making sure none of the wine had stained it. 

[color=00aeef]"I - I am not afraid." [/color]She protested, even though every action she had just displayed would say otherwise. [color=00aeef]"I am just .... waiting."[/color]

His words complimenting her had Amira even more startled and lost as a bright blush grew on her face. She had no idea what to say to such honeyed words. She was so unused to so many people, let alone the attention she had just received.

[color=00aeef]"I am thankful for the offer of assistance, but I admit I am not used to such functions or even what I would, or maybe should, be looking for." [/color]Her confession had her fiddling with the silver adornments on her skirt, [color=00aeef]"I thought it best to wait..."[/color]

[color=00aeef]"Surely it would be evident when the man who would win my heart would appear, would it not?" [/color]She asked with a playful smile, almost as if it was a joke, but there was still a sincere question hiding in there. 

Her eyes searched his, as if looking for the answer, and she was just about to ask him if he had ever had that moment when she was reminded they were not so alone. 

Quickly curtseying to the lady in a gorgeous, delicate dress, she was swiftly repeating the words she had been made repeat at least a couple of hundred times before she had been let to go on this trip.

[color=00aeef]"Good evening, I am Shehzadi Amira Kadir of Alidasht. It is a pleasure to meet you th-"[/color]

Her words stopped suddenly as the other lady's statement seemed to have finally hit her, [color=00aeef]"Jealous?!" [/color]

[color=00aeef]"No, no" [/color]She protested, [color=00aeef]"It is you they must be jealous of. That lace! The way your dress presents you so softly but boldly. It declares you as a moonlit beauty."[/color]

The colour in Amira's face blossomed into a beautiful red as she rambled on about Kira's outfit, [color=00aeef]"I - I mean...It truly is a gorgeous dress.[/color]"

Amira chided herself, at this rate, she was never going to be invited to another social event such as this.