Kasiara hated such a farce, she hated it immensely. The dresses made her itchy, the conversation was less than pleasant- less than being an understatement, and she hated the affair in general. She didn’t understand why she was asked to be here- but both the Fen’Harel and Asharen insisted that she be there- the Wolf wanted her to keep watch over Asharen, make sure no harm came to her; and Asharen wanted her to keep an eye out for any possible attacks. Apparently it seemed like attacks during such events were ordinary. Oh how Kasi could never understand the affairs of humans.
Kasi had come in a group with Sariel and Nolora- an elven mage that Sariel recruited as an agent. For some reason Kasi did not like Nolora, she didn’t know if it were jealousy from seeing the way Nolora looked at him- and how Sariel looked at her- or if there was something deeper. But, Kasi didn’t dwell on such thoughts; she had to put on a smiling face for tonight since Shae was to accompany her later. Finding a mirror, Kasiara surveyed her appearance. Ball gowns were never her expertise- she never knew what to wear, how to wear it. So, Kasi just settled for a pair of black leggings under a white tunic and a black cloak with a decorative silver trim; an equally black and silver mask adorning her face. The color scheme worked with her pale features- complimenting the paleness of her skin and her light blond hair perfectly.
Suddenly, Sariel was beside her- not looking at her to not cause suspicion. ”Anything interesting, Kasiara?” he asked, glaring before surveying the dance floor, as if he were searching for someone. ”Looking for Nolora?” she asked, venom in her voice as her eyes fixed on Shae for a moment, a smile on her face as her heart filled with joy. Finally she arrived. Before speaking she fixed her eyes on Asharen, dancing with a Tabris elf that the Wolf informed her was also one of these Pantheon gods. All of this was almost too much for her to handle at times. ”I haven’t sensed anything yet, but we’ll see what happens before the night is over,” she spoke softly, before leaning back and kissing him tenderly on the cheek, ”Try not to get yourself into trouble Sar, if not for your sake, for mine.”
She left his side at this point and found herself beside Shae- wrapping an arm around the woman’s waist, which caused a reaction of the girl squealing and wrapping her arms around the taller woman- scolding her for not wearing something more flattering than her current garb. The woman before her was wearing a beautiful silver dress that accentuated her features well and the silver mask she wore had black accents- one that complimented her own mask well.
The Inquisitor, having finished her dance with Tabris, now joined her- eager to be introduced to Kasiara’s partner. A feigned smile pursed the blond elf’s lips as she wrapped an arm around Shae’s shoulder, proudly introducing her as Shaewyn, which Shae eagerly added “her life partner” to the sentence. Glancing towards Sariel, but not turning her head towards him, her blue eyes filled with sorrow. She didn’t want him to find out this way. She mouthed “I’m sorry, I love you” to him before turning her attention back towards the Inquisitor as Shae began to babble to the fellow elf- obviously awestruck by Asharen’s presence.
Kasiara put on a feigned looked of happiness on her face, even though at this moment she wanted to break. She could already tell that by the end of her life, she was going to end up alone- and she couldn’t end up alone. Not now. She hadn’t bled in two moons- and the healer she visited confirmed it: she was carrying Sariel’s child- being he was the only man she had ever slept with. And now, she knew that she couldn’t take any unnecessary risks- but at the same time, she knew that if such a pregnancy came to light, she would lose both Shaewyn and Sariel. And that was something she knew no matter how much she thought about it, anxious in her mind, it wouldn’t prepare her for when such events actually came to light.