On a fair night || Dora & Colton
It had been a while that festivities had been held. Or at least a festivity that Colton had attended. He had been excited at first when he heard about the upcoming one he was to attend but as it drew more near the more he started to dislike the idea. All the people that would come and the fact he had to have his appearances as heir to the throne. Though of course for his parents' sake he would make the best of it.
On advise of his sister, he was dressed with a green tunic, something different for a change. Black trousers and his hair moved backwards so it wouldn't hang in his face all the time, something his mother loved to cuss about yet he refused to have it cut shorter.
Wearing a sword on his belt, as was etiquette, he made his way through the hallways where he noticed someone walking, a stunning dressed and a dark head made him recognize her immediately, hurry in his pace towards her.
"Dora. You heading to the feast as well?"
