“Prince Raibyn,” She gasped as he turned them sharply as the dance started.
“You recognize me through a mask after only one meeting?” A brow lifted over his dark brown woven mask.
His eyes, with the low lighting in the room, looked like the very flames that flickered in the room, “You have very distinctive eyes.”
“Hm,” His face barely moved as he looked over her face, “You have beautiful eyes yourself, Princess.”
“Thank you,” She lowered her eyes bashfully and after a couple of seconds, she tried to think of something to talk about, “How was your travels here? I hear it takes almost five days to get here from Kaeviel.”
“Well, I have a brother who is rather loud,” He glanced to the side where Nylian was standing, speaking with a couple of young nobles, “And I have a father who is deman
