@princeromanov [Note: pre-event thread, I just didn’t get it out before the post whoops]
Solveig’s been drinking more than she probably should have been the past couple of months. Between her personal life being in shambles and the avalanche though it seemed to be the only thing keeping her sane. It was a stroke of luck that the pub had made it out unscathed and something about drinking in public seemed more acceptable than drinking alone in her room.
She was already a couple of strong drinks in when she noticed a familiar face in a corner booth. She’d been avoiding Ivan since Matthias had found out about Astrid, but something about him sitting alone seemed so inviting tonight. With a grin she made her way over, not hesitating before she slid into the seat and right into his lap. “Could not find a maid to share your company for the evening?” she goaded as she draped an arm around his shoulders.