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AEDRE

Aedre tried for a gentle smile rubbing his arm with her free hand whilst resting a chin upon a broad shoulder. "Why don't why go find her hm?- Give her a polite cautioning upon what'll be heading her way-our charming daughters do not come with a warning note do you not think it would be merciful of us to give your sister a little heads up" she murmured silkily her red hair tumbling back the end brushing feather light against the bottom of her back.

Aedre didn't think it fair to leave Garion's sister up to controlling the girls, after all being of the dark nation once before she'd most probably feel responsible for anything wrong they did...and there was plenty wrong they were capable of on a daily basis. Slipping off Garion's shoulder like silk she pulled him lightly off in on direction giving the eyes she noticed upon them her tiger smile before continuing her search for Emma.

After what felt like minutes of her eyes weaving through the crowd as people moved abruptly when they laid eyes upon the Dark nation king approaching- built like a bear with a feline on his arm, she spotted Emma with an unfamiliar man on her arm floating through the crowd her eyes moving in a manor that suggested perhaps she was looking for them too- or more looking for Garion. Aedre would never be certain whether Emma liked her- it wasnt as if they'd had any time to know eachother- she supposed it would be a shock to see one another again- a more refined dark nation princess and a crude wind nation princess. How a Nation could change you...


GETHEN

Gethen laughed at her brothers but couldn't help her lips turning down and her laughter turning a little meek when she noticed Zenith staring out at the crowd. From the few seconds of captivation stamped across his face Gethen presumed it was a girl to his liking and found herself sinking into the bar chucking the drink back abruptly. "Ahh" she hissed under her breath placing the glass down with a clink as Zen turned back towards the bar and Vincent spied his unfortunate prey lingering aimlessly about on the dance floor. Something busty she assumed internally stirring a finger in the second drink the bar tender placed infront of her before popping it in her mouth to suck off the alcohol reluctant to waste a drop.

The bar tender swooned and Gethen grinned as Hanza took her wrist and pulled her finger away from her mouth giving his head a small shake in disapproval. Gethen had her second drink with less dwardling feeling the unpleasant burn and savouring it as a reminder of how she wanted to feel to her prince when he was made to swallow her words.

Gethen turned to Zenith a devilish smile pasted across her lips. "Zenny" she purred "I think i will go play- just this once" she held up the finger she'd teased the bar tender with and trailed it down Zenith's jaw before giving her brother a wink. "Just warming up" she whispered before scanning the crowd for a man and spotting him over her brother's shoulder, her grey eyes turned back to her brother. "Go fondle that girl you were looking at a moment ago for goodness sake before holy matrimony prevents you from even smelling her" she advised before breaking away from the bar a visible heir of inducement in every step she took.

Hanza smiled graciously at the prince his heart still fluttering from where Zenith had slapped his chummily upon the back. "Excuse me-" he pardoned with slightly sardonic look only to be taken towards the fact he was having to chose Gethen over his prince as always and that by Vincents and Zenith's genius taunts towards Gethen about going off to play with unsuspecting men with a few drinks inside her she was embarking off to do just that!! His beloved little Gethen, his diamond, amongst all these- feeble hearted men with lustrous desires too big to handle.
He hurried after the princess a finger raised in question. "Gethen- Ge- Gethen" he called after her. "Shalnt we dance?"
Gethen paused detaching her eyes from her target to glance back at Hanza.
"Oh- well" she slauntered up to him taking his hand and thrusting herself into his chest as her other hand gripped his back. "If you think you can handle it"
Hanza grinned at her a fire in his eyes as his hand found her hip like it belonged there. "Dont forget who taught you to dance" he murmured back his usual tone traded in for one of low seduction. Hanza was something else entirely when it came to dancing- it was possible to see the thick chemistry between him and Gethen that had been carefully constructed over the years they had practiced together. They broke off into a whirl embarking upon the first dance.
Hanza knew how to distract Gethen.

TERRA

Terra nodded at Kalmut at his comment a small smile sneaking upon her lips as she eyed the boy talking to her husband. There was something uncannily bright about him and it unnerved her. Or perhaps it was this occasion alone that left her feeling strange.