Surely We'll be a Scandal, How Delightful

Adaria grinned widely, chuckling as she slid an arm into his. Friends don’t bankrupt other friends' business adventures. I promise it won’t come to that given I’m sure there are other things than gambling to grab my attention. It would be poor form to ruin such an acquaintance, especially with Antiva’s reputation already in tatters.

Mmm. Indeed. Anyone who believes that stealing a valued pet, let alone the Archon’s, is a very foolish being. She tried not to grin at his momentary surprise, settling into the carriage easily with his assistance.

Ophelia and Rene are family friends. Rene is one of my Professors though not for Mathematics. In his youth he’d join my father on his tour of Val Royeaux’s taverns, playing the violin and getting up to mischief. Francesco’s reputation for being a wayward Prince was well known in the South, only returning to his duties when Adaria’s grandmother sent people after him. Sometimes he would bend to her will, others he’d give them a good chase, flitting from one city to another, but when the time came to take the throne he rose to the challenge.

She spent the journey towards the Blind Eye at the window of the carriage observing people, the ancient architecture carefully preserved while the carriage rolled through the streets to the Blind Eye. Adaria took his arm again when exiting her grin broadening as she took in the establishment. That reckless Campana streak bubbled under the surface, head tilting from one side to another at the bust above the doorway. Now that is impressive… the comment falling away as the pair came to the door.

A brow rose when the guardsman began greeting them, furrowing into irritation, but it quickly shifted to one of amusement, chuckling under her breath with Enzo’s rebuke. Drink in hand she continued to follow while her head swivelled to take in the coveted establishment.

Anything? Ooh, that is a dangerous thing to say to an Antivan, she’d laugh, a hand running along the furnishings before taking in the space while the attendants laid down the platters of food. You will certainly need to take me on a tour, but I’m convinced tonight is going to be one to remember. Drawing closer, Adaria tipped her glass to toast, Indeed, and to new fri- Her voice cut off and looking past him, Adaria’s head nodded towards a gentleman passing by, the garb adoring him something akin to a bear suit. Is that man pretending to be something or does he normally dress like that?

@Enzo Pavus