Fleeting butterfly, hidden dragon

Lentia had just left Andros in somewhere safe. He should be good, even when he's alone, and hopefully he'll wake up sober. Now.. there was only the matter of Rohayu at hand. Lentia swore to herself that she would abandon her former senior for the night, but she broke it when she decided to help Andros. Now she's panicking. Ayu must've been with him earlier on the gambling tabble. And if he's on that state, the disciple won't be that much of difference.

"Isn't she the ones..?" some people started whispering upon her arrival, recognizing her from her previous encounter with Andros. Lentia did her best to ignore them, grateful that the mask hid her face. "Excuse me, sir," she finally closed in to a guard, and asked around about Rohayu. Upon his explanation that gave her nothing, Lentia escaped to the balcony, kicked one of the pillars, and cursed. Why did she had to be this panic? She only wanted to have fun and danced with people-- attending the debates, learning things about Estraude, meeting Alvor..

Sighing, the girl slumped onto the railings and whined. The weather was getting colder and grazed her bare skin. But it was the least of her worries.

Lentia peeked upon the familiar voice that called her. A tall figure stood not so far from her. Taking a quick note of his outfit, the noirette soon noticed that he must be from Song-Lu. And the voice.. Was that Zal? Whoever that was, he looked amazing in that outfit, and Lentia envied his mask very much. Dragons... she loved dragons. Slowly standing up, she stared onto the figure with a frown. And then sneezed. "Sorry," she said, rubbing the index finger under her nose. "I-is that you?" after that, she made her way to the figure, and lightly bent to the side, trying to get a better look of him, out of curiosity. "Za-la-zar?" a smile spread accross her lips as she playfully chanted his name.

Lentia's eyes brightened in relieve when she recognized her friend and sparring partner. It was Zal, alright. If only he was there when Phea and Eshter were still with her.. But this was good, she did look for him and now they met. The smile faded upon his question, and Lentia straightened her back again, putting her hands behind. "No," she shook her head. "I lost my former senior, the one I told you about," she explained further. "You don't see her by any chance, do you?" a hint of hope detected in her voice, but it's soon gloomy and tired again. "Never mind, you don't even know how she look like," the noirette shook her head again, offering a small smile. "Do you enjoy the party so far? You look great, by the way. I love dragons."

Lentia noticed the meaning behind Zal's smile, and nodded in understanding. He couldn't help her, and that's okay. "Ah--" she blushed a bit. She didn't usually flustered from a compliment, but Zal was different. He literally a gorgeous and majestic being-- at least in her eyes (albeit after hanging out with him for some time she noticed some his weakness and laughed thanks to it from time to time), so a compliment from him was, well.. It felt otherwordly.

Kiyoung would have laugh at her.

"Thank you," Lentia simply said, a bright smile on her face. She then chuckled upon Zal's answer, that was another interesting side of him. "I see," she nodded. "But now you found me. Did you at least dance? You're good at dancing-- or at least, that's an impression I get when you're teaching me movements with your swords."

Zal's explanation really didn't explain much. Something probably went wrong before this, and it made her curious. A peacekeeper should be curious, no? However, Lentia was polite enough to mind her own business, besides, probably nothing went wrong. "Hmm?" upon Zal's invitation, Lentia's ears perked up. He taught and sparred with her was one thing. But dancing would be really nice. "I would love to," the girl nodded and grinned, "However, I might step on your toes, once or twice," she put her hands on her waist, and added.

Lentia pouted instantly at the dark elf's joke. She poked her tongue at him, feigning annoyance. Though in all honesty, she's glad that the mood had turned playful and perhaps... she could relax a bit. "Don't say I didn't warn you," giving him a lopsided smile, the girl reached out to the knight's open palm, and waited until he lead her back to the ballroom.

Lentia gave a gentle squeeze in Zal's hand, and followed him inside. It was so much warmer and she let out a sigh of relieve. They waited on the side for a little bit, and it was natural that they started holding each other. Lentia simply put her hand on the dark elf's shoulder, and the other inside his palm. "Always is," she flashed her mentor a lopsided smile, and glanced to the dance floor. Perhaps Ayu was somewhere near.