Snippet #1869716

Fahad Shabaz danced with a couple more girl before taking another break, this time his sister joined him. She smiled at him and leaned up against a wall next to him as he sipped the wine and watched the crowd. His sister had picked up his mood, which isn't very noticable to other people and placed a hand on his arm. In truth he was annoyed with all the people vying for his attention, he didn't like people or cared for those who aimed just to impress. "You're doing great." Jasmyne whispered. "You've already lasted the whole night, I'm proud of you." She knew that he didn't like people and that it was hard for him, generally she stood in for him and spoke for him at meetings to save him from public appearances.

"How much longer is it polite for me to keep doing this?" He asked, his advisors had told him before that he needed to dance and converse with many of the populous that night but they didn't specify how much or how long.

Jasmyne thought for a second then said, "you can have a break, social duty is almost done. Just be back by midnight okay?" He nodded and quickley dissappeared heading throu the crowd to the gardens that had been calling him all day. He had been to dragged down by duty and meeting with other important people to explore. Outside, he took a deep breath of air, inhaling the sweet purfume of the flowers after being surrouded by cologne and sweat for hours. He wandered though the lighted paths enjoying himself with the variety of plants not native to his own country.