[She lets him guide her through the crowds of other couples through the courtyard and into the house, and the rest is all natural. The sway of her hips, the brush of the wind against the feathers, the curl of her lip when someone looks their way. And then there is him with his smile, his charms, that charisma that seems to light up a room the moment that he walks into it... Perhaps it is not a good thing that they are drawing some attention, but that is all part of fitting in, is it not?
Besides... she does not mind it one bit. Let them stare.
She picks up two glasses of champagne as they pass someone with a tray of them and hands one to him as they enter. There are tables of food scattered about, mostly finger food, but...]
I have never seen half of these things in my life.
no subject
Besides... she does not mind it one bit. Let them stare.
She picks up two glasses of champagne as they pass someone with a tray of them and hands one to him as they enter. There are tables of food scattered about, mostly finger food, but...]
I have never seen half of these things in my life.