"Sina?" She glances up from studying her dress and taking another look at the hall to see if she was noticed before coming to her side, wrapping an arm about her. "A girl needs a second opinion of these things at parties, that's why we ladies need to travel in packs to make adjustments," she teases fondly.

A pity that this isn't home where the queensguard can all be found in a neat little circle, lacing one another into corsets and skirts, though maybe for the best and though she won't be the only bard here, and though she knows she doesn't know Beleth well, she can't even imagine that sort of closeness between the two of them.

"Don't tell the healers I made you turn this red or they'll hit my knuckles with a switch until they turn the same shade as your cheeks."