morgana-tully:
Morgana was enjoying the gathering so far. There had been good food, good wine, and even better company. She had opted for one of her purple dresses today, red hair half plied up elegantly on her head. She knew she looked nice and enjoyed being able to show off her outfits without a coat. She had ended up in the great hall, food and wine constantly out for the visiting nobility. She poured herself another glass of wine, looking around the room to see if there was someone she could talk to. Someone made their way over and she smiled. “I will say this, the south knows what they are doing when it comes to entertainment. I can appreciate that.”
Leyla had stuck to her sister’s side, as she normally did in situations where she didn’t know many people. While Leyla was charming, she lacked her sister’s outgoing ability to speak to a new person without hesitation. “That is very true.” Leyla’s eyes were fixated on the grand decorations around the feast room, but her eyebrows perked up when she saw a handsome-looking knight. “That knight over there, underneath the half-Targaryen and half-Velaryon banner. He’s quite easy on the eyes, yes?”










