"Adapting is the nature of court. But thank you, Your Majesty."
Moloch grinned, raising his glass, "But for so many nobles and courtiers, adaptation is limited to silken words and shadowy intrigues. It is a limitation that leaves them unprepared for a situation outside their comfort zone. I would know. I frequently make use of surprises."
He wanted to get to know this woman more. There was something in her eyes, a spark that seemed to be fighting against something, perhaps past experiences or expectations and he indeed felt something. A connection, perhaps? It was thick and heady, like a haze brought on by a little too much wine. He smiled at her.
"Would you like to step outside. It is a clear night and I've always found the stars to be inspiring."