closed starter for cassiopeia hyberion @faemyths
After his father's rather lackluster pep talk that was really more of a mind-numbing repetition of all the things Kazamir already knew- he was finally ready to step into the central hub of the celebrations. As usual he was all smiles the instant he was put before a crowd, his shoulders squared but relaxed in a way that made him seem confident and strong, but not arrogant. Granting every person he passed a charming greeting, he made his way towards the first person who would require his attentions- none other than his betrothed. She looked radiant as always, but there was a small part of him that couldn't help but think the golden hour lighting of the Day Court suited her particularly well.
Steeling himself for the task he'd set for himself, he loosened his gait a fraction while letting a bit more mischief shine through his crooked smile. If he was going to win over Cassiopeia...he'd have to be at his absolute best. Dipping low, he reached out to bring her hand to his lips to brush it with a kiss. It made an enchanting vision for any onlookers. All the while he kept his eyes on her's, rising from his bowed position to say hello. "Well if it isn't the loveliest of our princesses standing before me," he began, starting a dance they'd already performed a few times over the centuries. "Don't tell your sister I told you that. I'd imagine it'd be a bit of a damper on our future wedding day."