The Throne Room
Most of the room had begun dancing, although clusters had begun to form around those Scions who were not currently at the dance floor, as nobles either attempting them to dance, or began clustering around them and discretely attempting to eavesdrop from a respectable distance. As Derene had predicted earlier, conversing with any privacy in such circumstances was effectively impossible.
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As soon as Flynn and Chloelle parted ways on the dance floor, they were soon beset by other nobles hoping for a dance themselves.
Flynn found himself face to face with none other than the Duchess Helena Harstein. She was a few years younger than him, and unattached as far as he knew, but her intentions in asking for this dance were still a mystery. However, Flynn also noticed that his uncle, Leon, was watching him from afar.
Meanwhile, Chloelle would see that the Princesses Derene and Kathlyn were beckoning her over to join them. However before she could decide whether or not she wished to do so, one of the people pressing her for a dance introduced himself as Thane Rorok - the son and heir of Jarl Bolag. He was tall, with snow-white skin, and a pair of short tusks. He too was uncommitted, although a match between an orc and the royal family was unprecedented, and there was a certain hint of reluctance in his eyes. As if he either didn't actually want to dance with her, or was worried she would reject him - orcs could be hard to read like that.
Beneath the gold, the Bitter Steel.
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