Love, let's talk about love
It was growing late, and the milling press of people in the serving room had begun to thin out. Only the determined drinkers and the couples lingering over long since devoured meals remained... and then there was Seren.
Curled up in a corner of a couch all by herself, she cradled a tankard of mulled wine between her hands. It was not warm enough to steam anymore, and remained half full. By the look of her far-seeing eyes, the girl's thoughts had strayed a long way from Halo and the inn. Perhaps she would have been better off to retreat upstairs along with parents and dragons; this solitude was doing her no good. Too much time left for brooding and introspection, for scanning the faces of the crowd in hopes of seeing a familiar face.
She didn't expect to actually find one.
Curled up in a corner of a couch all by herself, she cradled a tankard of mulled wine between her hands. It was not warm enough to steam anymore, and remained half full. By the look of her far-seeing eyes, the girl's thoughts had strayed a long way from Halo and the inn. Perhaps she would have been better off to retreat upstairs along with parents and dragons; this solitude was doing her no good. Too much time left for brooding and introspection, for scanning the faces of the crowd in hopes of seeing a familiar face.
She didn't expect to actually find one.
Is it anything and everything you hoped for?
SEREN
