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She had to smile and raise her glass at the returned pun "Well then, what about a motive for yourself then? Why do you want to learn?"

"It's as good as any excuse then," she shrugged. She hadnt been expecting a fantastic answer anyways "I suppose I'll be seeing a lot of you then. Tell me, would you rather do it at my place or yours?"

"Well, I have someone that will be arriving soon. They would most likely wish to dance with me. But then, I can't very well wound the host, can I?" she smiled when he kissed her knuckles, and joined him on the dance floor.

It seemed as though the two sentances conflicted with eachother, but all she could do was shrug it off when the song ended. "Well, what can I say to all that but call me." she smiled and walked away."I'd have thought the host would be able to dance more than that!"

An hour past, Rivven was no where to be seen. She didn't feel like dancing with Wedsday or anyone else that was here, so that left that man again. Something about him, it felt like he was hiding something, and she knew this because he concealed it exactly the same way she would. "Quintilius" she called, then cocked her head "over here."

"You here, is all." she laughed and looked out at all the couples "I think I need a dancing partner once again." How many servants did the man have? More than two at least.

Rivven was pretty certain he'd finally found it. After he'd dressed he'd been startled that Morgan was simply gone. He'd looked briefly around the men's lodgings, thinking perhaps she'd wandered about in there waiting for him, before deciding to come here. The problem was, he'd known there was a party in the wilderness, but it was a vast forest, and he'd no idea where to look. He'd gotten lost twice looking for it, but this seemed about right.

And Morgan was here alright, so at least he hadn't left her behind. But she was dancing with another man. Rivven had no idea what to do about this. He didn't know how casually dancing with someone could be taken, this place always seemed different to his old home in simply how completely different the smaller things, less noticable things seemed to be. Then again, he couldn't remember anything about his home but those bits of culture he'd grown with. He had to give her the benefit of the doubt. She wouldn't blow him off - would she?- no, he could trust her, if not anyone else. She wouldn't do that. So as not to bother them, he stood far off to one side, and averted his eyes, glancing around the rest of the people there before back at the ground. He was completely out of his element, with people everywhere, and he had no idea how to act. All he could do was wait quietly for Morgan to finish. He hoped she'd still come to him then. Why was he having so many doubts all of the sudden? But, he'd been late this time. When was he ever late? Not so far. Perhaps she thought he had lost interest and... Maybe he'd done something wrong... he couldn't blame her for leaving him, he'd even told her that. But it was painful wondering. And he couldn't think of anything else to put his mind on, so he just quietly sat off to one side waiting for her, yet again.

"That would be a long tale to tell for its plot withen plots, but if you wish to know the short of it the before the heavens hearld me to this land. From where I came I was courting a soon to be queen of my land, but I am held with grief for that is no longer possible for me and I can only imagine this clamity has caused among the court."