misc actions meme; accepting || @hiruinonai
🤚 - to offer your muse a hand in dance / also this bc why not
QUIETLY DID HE WATCH the others as they moved about the ballroom floor, smiling, laughing – dresses billowing, shoes clacking against polished marble with each movement. It was hard to hear amongst the music that was played by the Fae, but even so, he knew. Taking a small sip of his wine, he merely enjoyed the overall festivities from a distance as he often did in life despite the lack of need to follow time old traditions when such mattered little in this ‘newfound life’ of his as a Servant. Gilgamesh too seemed to be of the same mind, the two often together during many an event if only because their mindsets were so similar to one another. ❝The Fae always have some of the best wine. Nothing compared to what I have in my vault, of course, but good enough. At least this time I do not have to worry about it being poisoned and can properly enjoy it.❞ Sure there was brewing chaos in the background – a murder that had taken place not too long ago, although that was hardly enough to ruin his good mood and desire to properly enjoy himself after the long, exhausting process of merely being a king.
If there was anything that Gilgamesh would have said to him, those words certainly never left the other’s lips. Instead, there was another that spoke in the Golden King’s stead. His gaze was quick to move from the dancing before him, landing upon the only other person close enough to be heard. ❝Was there something you needed?❞ he asked, glass of wine gently placed upon the table as he awaited the other’s words. Rather than the questions that he believed would be asked, what was actually said took him wholly by surprise. ❝You wish…to dance?❞ Him? Dance? How utterly preposterous. Although…he supposed he could make a concession, just this once. He had pushed Nitocris to go forth and enjoy herself, and thus, could he not also do the same? At least for a night? Besides, it was entertaining enough that Saito had come to him out of the many present. What was it that had drawn the Shinsengumi to him, he wondered? A thought for another time, perhaps. After all, he could not keep them waiting for too long.
Chuckling, he glanced towards the other ruler, offering a lazy wave in their direction. ❝I shall return soon, Golden King. Do not miss me too much in my absence.❞ Pushing himself up, he temporarily ignored what was left of his wine for the time being (he would return soon), reaching out to take Saito’s offered hand with growing amusement as golden eyes practically gleamed with mirth beneath those ballroom lights. ❝By all means, lead the way, Shinsengumi. I will allow it.❞