Beleth doesn't appear among the revelry, but he seems to have caught the eye of a woman wearing a black fox mask. She stares at him thoughtfully as he moves, too long to just be chance. Finally, she makes her move, weaving her way through the crowd to approach him.
She's grateful for the mask, hiding just how anxious she is. But this is the purpose of Satinalia, isn't it? Be something other than yourself--be braver, be bolder. She can't do this--but maybe the woman she is tonight can.
"You look mighty lonely, serrah." She tilts her head, voice cheery as she reaches for his hands. "Come, dance with me. A fine young man such as yourself shouldn't be alone on a night like this." She sounds like an idiot. Creators. How do people do this normally? Is there some kind of secret to not sounding like you've never spoken to another person in your life?
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She's grateful for the mask, hiding just how anxious she is. But this is the purpose of Satinalia, isn't it? Be something other than yourself--be braver, be bolder. She can't do this--but maybe the woman she is tonight can.
"You look mighty lonely, serrah." She tilts her head, voice cheery as she reaches for his hands. "Come, dance with me. A fine young man such as yourself shouldn't be alone on a night like this." She sounds like an idiot. Creators. How do people do this normally? Is there some kind of secret to not sounding like you've never spoken to another person in your life?