[DROP] dance of the naiad

lily from what i’ve tasted of desire i hold with those who favor fire A soft chuckle falls out of her mouth like golden drops, but then there is a commotion that draws her attention. What? Lily isn’t totally obsessed with Lucas so as to not pay attention to a gorgeous woman on a litter. Especially when this particular woman elicits such a response from the crowd. She inhales ever so slightly, fully taken in by the scene. As a ripple of movement comes towards them, she can see the Fae - and her people - bowing in various ways. Lucas, however, remains still, and with a curious (truly only curiosity, there is no judgement in her gaze) glance towards him, the redhead shrugs and decides she might as well follow suit. Perhaps her respect will be enough to cover both of them. Sweeping into an elegant curtsy, she bends her knee and inclines her head with as much grace as a practiced courtier who sees royalty every other day.