She can feel his eyes on her as she excuses herself from her circle of elves and makes her way deeper into the shadows. Coldstrom had been headed to her and and he stops short, no doubt wanting to follow her but she has no worries on that front. She glances back casually and as expected, a lady uses the opportunity to sidle in front of him. She disappears into the shadows and emerges on the high balcony.
The gentle breeze caresses her face, giving her the fortitude to do what she must. The night is calm and serene and the trees whisper softly among themselves. The door to the balcony slides open and she feels his unmistakable presence. She does not turn around.
She feels him step forward, moving closer until he stands right beside her.
"Ilerhyin." He says. On his blind side, her fist c
