She had a bit of a reputation as well but she only lifted her glass after he asked his question, unable to take her eyes off him even while she took another sip of her drink. The orange liquid was smooth and warm with a fruity tang and she let it roll across her tongue before swallowing. His playful smirk gave her a slight pause but she used it to think through what he'd asked.
"No... no one who would come to a party like this." A masquerade? A Frey party? A party in Wrenzoak's Refuge? She sipped her drink again without elaborating further, looking up at the Peacock from beneath vibrant red-gold lashes. "Is there anyone who you would avoid, if you knew who they were beneath their mask?"
"No... no one who would come to a party like this." A masquerade? A Frey party? A party in Wrenzoak's Refuge? She sipped her drink again without elaborating further, looking up at the Peacock from beneath vibrant red-gold lashes. "Is there anyone who you would avoid, if you knew who they were beneath their mask?"
