If she were not any wiser, she would think this place was kin to Zofia. Or the tales she had heard of the neighboring country. Balls, events, missions, all lined up one after the other. Growing up, it was enticing to hear, but actually experiencing it was a rather different matter entirely. In truth, she was a bit… exhausted.
Still, she was present and could not miss out on such a grand event as this. The noise would not let her sleep or focus, likely. Rinea is first settled near the wall closest to the door in the event she needed to escape for air. Cornflower blue flickers down to the card, then to the ring residing on her fourth finger. It weighed very differently from—
Well, anyhow, Rinea looks back up to watch the crowd first before engaging herself. She ought to fill the card out, no matter how pedantic it may have seemed. For once, she could allow herself to have a little… indulgent fun.
List of engagements:
Yuri [stamp]
Dorothea [stamp]
Maria [stamp]
Soren [stamp]
Marth [stamp]
( Honorable mentions to Celica, Marianne, Elincia, Gray, Pelleas, and Salem! These are either ongoing or one-offs, but thank you for the interaction anyway! )
And so, the night came to a close with her card filled up. Most of which she had only met tonight.
The midnight winter chill settled in shades of pink on the tip of her nose, cheeks, and knuckles. Despite it all, she kept herself cozy with her arms crossed and tucked beneath her cloak and the engagements she did manage to make tonight.
It was said a dancer dies twice when the death of their passion was lost, but what of resurrection? Tonight, however, a breath of life was put back in her soul.
















