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Sayomi was surprised when Angel appearing, dismissing the guy she had been dancing with, even more when he said it defiantly. She couldn't help but let a smile slip back to her face as they danced, her long thing fingers wrapped around his. "A familiar face is sometimes all that is needed to feel confident, and tonight, my prince, that is what you need the most. These are your people. They look to you for everything. I must give you my deepest thanks for relieving the man. He had a rather..Macabre stature to him. I didn't know if he was a noble or not, and I was not about to start a commotion because of simply stating no for a dance."
As the two danced, she noticed that they got closer to the outside of the floor. She knew that him sticking with one partner, especially her, and one of not even the slightest noble blood could be seen as bad. She needed to be able to watch him and see who he truly was. If he was truly as the old man said, eventually it would come out. And she wanted to at least give the old man a little more for his conscious for having the prince killed. If she could at least offer him a why to the death of the king that the prince thought justified, then it would be the perfect closer to this assignment.
"If you need a friendly face again, I will be here all night. But mingle about with your people. Talk to them too. They want to know you as much as I do." As the song ended her rosey lips set in a smile again, she squeezed his hand and did another small curtsy before dismissing herself. She didn't want to also mention that she was worried the queen would have her thrown out for a mixture of her looks, and because of hogging the prince. She headed to grab a drink, looking over her shoulder once to see what he did. She needed to find someone who she could talk to in the back, while she watched to see how he interacted. She figured soon he would slip up with who she thought he was pretending to be, and start to show a bit more of the person that killed his own father for the throne.
As the two danced, she noticed that they got closer to the outside of the floor. She knew that him sticking with one partner, especially her, and one of not even the slightest noble blood could be seen as bad. She needed to be able to watch him and see who he truly was. If he was truly as the old man said, eventually it would come out. And she wanted to at least give the old man a little more for his conscious for having the prince killed. If she could at least offer him a why to the death of the king that the prince thought justified, then it would be the perfect closer to this assignment.
"If you need a friendly face again, I will be here all night. But mingle about with your people. Talk to them too. They want to know you as much as I do." As the song ended her rosey lips set in a smile again, she squeezed his hand and did another small curtsy before dismissing herself. She didn't want to also mention that she was worried the queen would have her thrown out for a mixture of her looks, and because of hogging the prince. She headed to grab a drink, looking over her shoulder once to see what he did. She needed to find someone who she could talk to in the back, while she watched to see how he interacted. She figured soon he would slip up with who she thought he was pretending to be, and start to show a bit more of the person that killed his own father for the throne.