The Tenebraen had not thought it possible that political functions could become even more tedious. But this particular meeting possessed an impressive talent of inducing boredom-- It was all she could do not to nod off. A couple of years back, Stella had mastered the art of stealthily slipping away from said functions, making a reappearance just before the night came to a close. Tonight was no exception. A few hours filled with polite small talk and insincere ambassadors later, and the blonde swordswoman found herself outside, admiring the way the stars twinkled against the striking black canvas. The secluded little patch she had discovered was perfect-- She would be surprised if anyone even knew of its existence. Giving a content smile skyward, the golden-haired young woman was perfectly happy with spending the remainder of the evening here.