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[troubleyan]

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[troubleyan]

"Not every noblewoman," she jokes back, seeking out some comfort in the quiet way she gets to nudge her shoulder against his.

She is technically nobility, of course he knows this. But she still wants to find some of those jiggly women and glare at them - please, as if she has any ownership over Daemon. Or rather, as if she has a right to be possessive.

"Here I was going to ask if you'd come to ask me to dance."

She nods towards the courtyard directly below them, where the guests of this ball conspire in broad nightlight, trading gossips and barbs.

"I caught wind of the Empress hiding something in her quarters. Do you think we can discreetly make out way there?"