[center][color=#C84808][h1]Askel Camila[/h1][/color][/center]
Location: Grand Ballroom 
Attire: [url=https://imgur.com/pIXFlLx]Starry Night Attire[/url]
Interactions: [@CitrusArms] Stratya [@Infinite Cosmos] Munir
Mentions:[@Tae] Ranya

Askel maintained his ever friendly smile though he could not deny the tinge of disappointment that tugged at him in response to Munir's careless assessment. It failed to surprise him, of course. The Shehzade was not the first to be sheltered by their own country's strife and he certainly woule not be the last. However, he held no resentment towards him. Perhaps if the opportunity presented itself Munir would see his point of view. That was the hope he held for a member of his beloved's family. 

Stratya though had a much more darker tone with him, friendly as she tried to be. One of these days they needed to sit down in a quiet place with some drinks and share their tales of woe.

[color=#C84808]"Perhaps a proper talk of our respective journies would be welcomed, under more appropriate circumstances. You would be welcomed too of course Munir."[/color] Askel suggested with a polite smile.

That polite smile would turn into one of great satisfaction. 

[color=#C84808]"Stratya is correct, it's something that you can only get in the north. Lingonberries are a delicacy that can only be found in the northern mosy regions."[/color] He explained like the proud ambassador of his country. [color=#C84808]"We typically eat it with meat and savory foods, typically meatballs or what some would call a blood sausage but we do eat it on bread and with oatmeal too." [/color]

As he gave his brief lecture, his eyes for the briefest of moments caught a flash of chartreuse that found his violet eyes. For just that moment he had caught her stealing a glance of his figure, a gesture that made his heart race and a light blush bloom across his cheeks. For that moment he shared with her a smile, brief as it was, that reached his eyes filled with yearning. 

Casually he turned away to break his line of sight of her. His attention was partially brought back to the Varian table. The rest was filled with thoughts of her.
[color=#C84808]"But as a proud resident from Breoven, I would be remiss to not talk about our bratwurst and sauerkraut, sausage and fermented cabbage.[/color] The prince stated as he began to plate up more food.