Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-11588669-20131029012632/@comment-27603392-20131105133411

Not wanting to be rude when Tristan raised his own glass and gestured it toward her, Tianee picked up her own and took a small sip from it.

"It is very delicious."

The scent of alcohol filled her nose, light and delicate, and she blinked a few times before placing the glass down. Turned to one of the servant who has been waiting for her to pick what she wanted for the main course, Tianee asked for one of the side dishes, already felt slightly full after the appatizer.

"So, miss Tianee. Am I right to say that you are from the north ?" Looking up to see the heir leaning back on his seat, Tianee blinked, "Judging on your fair skin and lovely hair color ?"

"Y-yes, I'm from Neviah, which isn't too far from-"

"Neviah, the infamous port." A rather dramatic gasp from him, as Tristan placed his hand on top of her, giving it a light squeeze, "I should've known better. Your family must be one of the wealthy one ? My parents must've known yours."

He had already gotten up from his seat with her arm tangled to his, pulling Tianee up and off her seat. The pork she was holding made a small clanking noise when she dropped it, and Tristan whispered something to one of his servant before the two of them (mostly her trying to catch up with him despite the pair of high heels) headed to the balcony.