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Shesha lifted a hand to run his fingers through his wavy hair, a little smile appearing on his painted lips, "Hmmm, I really do love parties like this." He said to the woman whose arm he was on. They had come here together, to enjoy the party, to mingle with the other guests, and to otherwise show off all the new things that they'd gotten after their last shopping trip. The two of them were dressed in beautiful clothing, shiny jewelry, with their make up done in a fancy manner. Everything was done in a manner that would draw attention of those around them, something that the pair were quite good at.

Lady Alhana gave a smile, "Yes, I am a fan as well... though given that Lord Fiath is here as well I should likely meet with him, dance with him, show that we are still together." Though it was mostly a show put on for Lady Alhana's family. The two of them would never break up, they had uses for each other, therefore they kept it up for others to see. Giving a smile she released Shesha's arm, giving him a smile, "You have fun, I am going to go dance with idiot of a husband." Turning away from Shesha that woman walked over to where her husband was standing, mingling with some other nobles, to get her dance.

"I suppose that's understandable. Come on then, Amanita, let us mingle ourselves." Lifting a hand up he scratch the imp sitting on his shoulder under the chin before he sauntered forward, to see if there was anyone present that he knew. He liked a good party, liked integrating himself with the others, and wanted nothing more then to make many friends among the higher ups. The more friends he made the sooner he could count himself among them without needing someone like Lady Alhana holding his hand.

Shesha turned slowly to look over at the woman that had approached him, giving him a once over. She was familiar to him, a face he should know even though he hadn't met her himself, but he couldn't place her straight away. The mere fact alone that his mind said that she was one he had to talk to caused him to do just that. Giving her a smile he explained, "An older widow, Lady Serafima, is throwing a party of her oldest grandson and heir, trying to get him married I'd wager. It's why so many families with daughters of age were invited, looking for a match that will strengthen the families, and assure that her line continues forward after she dies."

He motioned to the young man that was standing across the room from them, leaning against the wall, seemingly reading while a man, likely a soldier, stood alongide him as though to keep him company, "The problem being that her son is the young man only has two loves in his life. One of them is his collection of books that is only rarely away from and the other would be the wall of muscle standing next to him. His grandmother is either oblvious, though one might guess she's just being selectively oblvious." Easier to just thing the young man shy and reclusive instead of acknowledging that he wasn't interested in women. Though when did that stop some people from getting married? There were a few couples that he knew of that married for cover, to hide what they were really into.

Turning to look over at the young lady next to him he held out a hand, "My name is Shesha, by the way, if I might so bold as to ask you for yours?"

Shesha lifted a hand up to smother a laugh, "Is that so? Well, if you ever wanted a husband that would be yours in name only and wouldn't often be underfoot I would say that you can't really go wrong with Yacen. He's not a bad guy from the few words I've shared with him... though his friend chased me off pretty quickly." Shesha would put his money on the fact that a female would have a better chance talking with the boy because she wouldn't be seen as any sort of competion. Not that Shesha was interested in the young man for such a thing, instead just finding him to be interesting to observe.

Nodding his head, "Most likely. It's easier for her to see their relationship as close friends because he's all she has as far as an heir and chance for grandchildren goes. She might be better off helping him to adopt those when the time comes though." It always interested him, how far people would go when it came to seeing their family lines carried on by family members, even if they weren't the best ones to take up the mantle. She'd be better off finding someone else to take over then Yacen but she wouldn't, because the boy was her blood even with all of his flaws.

"Karothdra? I see, it's wonderful to meet you." Alright, now he knew why she was on that he felt he should know. From what he recalled she was the daughter of a rather important member of Oba's army. Wonderful, definitely the sort that he enjoyed meeting at events such as this since he was here for that purpose alone, not as though he'd be the one marrying the Yacen after all... though wouldn't that be convienient for him if he could? He'd be more then happy to take over the boy's spot and leave him to his books and his muscle man. Since he knew that it would never happen though he'd give the idea no more thought then he already had. Giving a smile he said, "They can be quite entertaining in their own manner. I highly doubt any duels will be breaking out tonight, but one can find fun just observing those who are here if you know them."

"Training? What sort of training do you do, Karothdra?" He found himself asking, quite curious. She seemed to be quite strong at first glance, baring musculature that spoke of her doing more then just flitting around in a manner that a noble lady might.

"Hmmm, is that so?" He found it almost funny that she said that she had better things to do and yet she'd dragged here nevertheless. He found himself scanning the crowd for a moment before he said, "I wonder how many other daughters in the room are feeling the same thing as you?" How many of them didn't want to be here, didn't want to find themselves a husband at the behest of their parents, where as Shesha was only too happy to be here mingling. A shame he didn't have the ability to snag himself a rich husband like the uninterested daughters could. Not that he wanted to be forever indebted to a single person like that, instead ever scheming on how he was going to become something without that large of a commitment.

Giving a smile he nodded, "Oh, I am sure that she will get her way in the end. It will be interesting to see how it comes about though as well as what becomes of Yacen." And what would become of his relationship with the wall of muscle? Not that he had any sort of interest in love affairs, finding the feeling to be an annoying one because of everything that people blame it for. Love was the cause and solution for everything, or so various people would have everyone believe. Shesha's amusement seemed to grow at the comment about nobles going to extremes to get what they wanted, "That's putting it lightly, but it always makes things more interesting."

"A massif? Interesting." Shesha mused, "I must admit I'm impressed, that someone with your looks would risk them by training in hand to hand, close combat when you could take an easier path." She could just opt to marry Yacen and live an easy life, instead she was doing the opposite, and it was greatly interesting to Shesha. As the young woman asked Shesha about himself he gave a smile, "What do I do? Well, I spend a lot of my time doing exactly what I am doing now, learning all that I can about those around me. I am a rather big fan of secrets especially." He glanced across the room to where some people were dancing focusing on one in particular, before he said, "As for the rest of the time I do my best to entertain Lady Alhana and keep her happy."

Shesha gave a bit of a laugh, unable to help it, though it was one hidden behind his hand, "Yes, well, not everyone is as willing to put in the work to become something on their own. There are those too soft for work and feel that marrying their 'knight in shining armor' will get them ahead in life." How lucky women were to have such an option. Not that Shesha had any desire to get married, having seen only poor unions thus far since becoming a part of the 'upper crust' of Oba's social world. Not as though the marriage between his parents had been anything worthy of emulating either he thought to himself before glancing over at Yacen, giving a humming sound.

"Hmmm, that's an interesting angle. I wonder if the boy has thought of that. I wonder if the grandmother has." If she learned about her boy's man then it was a possibility, "I suppose it's possible that she might do that, or use him like a piece on a chess board. Get married and I suppose that you can keep him. Ah! I do love the way your mind works, Lady Karothdra." She really was the devious sort, wasn't she? Thinking so hard on such dangerous games, it made chatting with her rather enjoyable for certain. Even more so when she spoke of her skills keeping being so good that she could keep dangerous people at bay.

A smile appearing on his painted lips Shesha said, "Master of Secrets? I do like the sound of that title." He murmured, giving a nod, deciding he'd keep that one for himself, "Work for anyone else? I mostly work for myself at the moment, though I am more then willing to share some of the secrets I have gathered for other ones. Nothing is more interesting then juiciest of gossip concerning those I have my eyes on after all." He might not work for others but he was only too happy to trade with others if it meant getting dirt on those in his way. Which had him wondering about Karothdra, did she want access to his secrets? It was possible he supposed, which interested him greatly what one of her status had to offer to him.

"Hmmm, why Lady Alhana? It's actually pretty simple. She and Lord Fiath are together due to an alliance between their families, they will never leave each other due to the mess it would make. He has his women, plenty of them, and to get back at him Lady Alhana has me. She spoils me, brings me to grand parties like this one, makes sure that I am always at her side. It allows me many open doors." Which made it more then worth being her kept man for the time being.

Shesha's eyes seemed to sparkle for a moment, looking quite delighted over her words. Obans ought to be stronger, eh? Was she one of those? The sort that thought the Obans were top dogs despite what he heard was a poor showing some time ago during the war against the north? A curious thought indeed but given he was having such a fun time chatting with her he wasn't about to insult her beliefs. Instead he merely gave a smile and said, "It's tough for some, not everyone is born with a fighting spirit. Nor is everyone willing to claw their way to the top. Some are just content to take the easy way out, the easy route currently being marriage." If Shesha had been born a woman would he have been willing to enter into marriage to get ahead in life? Possibly, though only if he had a contingency place to get out of it, an assassin, perhaps?

"Mmm, I heard that the games there are a lot more exciting. Not quite to the point of being able to participate, but one day, perhaps?" He gave a smile, looking as though he were quite looking forward to the dangerous games. It was a step up from where he was presently but it was a big and very significant step. The difference between those he was presently a part of and the nobility was vast, but he'd find his way in. Even if he had to be as Karothdra said, ruthless. He'd been willing to do what was needed until now to get ahead, what was a few more cut throat moves?

Such things were forgotten though as the girl before him commented on his arrangement being an 'interesting on' which had Shesha smiling, "It is indeed." Interesting with a lot of perks, so worth it even if Lord Fiath likely wanted to see him 'dealt with', the hypocrit.

"A game, Lady Karothdra?" He murmured, his eyes alight as she proposed what it was that she wanted to do. To break Yacen and his 'friend' away from each other? He rested a hand on one hip, lifting the other to tap his fingers against his lips, "Seduce them away from each other? For how long do you propose?" He was quite curious what she was aiming for, finding the one proposed 'game' to be far more interesting then anything else that had happened tonight. Ah but he liked Lady Karothdra, she was far too much fun, and far too good for a gathering like this one Shesha thought to himself.

"I am with you on that one, Lady Karothdra." A woman after his own heart... well, if he believed in any of that foolish, romantic drivel that people always chattered on about that was. Such emotions were a waste of time that clouded one's mind to what was right there in front of them. Better to see Lady Karothdra for what she was, an interesting woman with a sharp mind he enjoyed instead of thinking that it was something else, like 'love' or the like. No, this was something else entirely, like meeting a kindred with drive similar to his own. It was that, not more and nothing less he told himself.

Giving a slow nod Shesha said, "A nice, 'cushy' position in court would be nice." He murmured, eager for such a thing, "I might actually miss Lady Alhana a bit when we part ways, I have enjoyed by time with her, but she's keenly aware that I won't be around forever." She would likely just pick up a new little boy toy to use against her husband. It would still be a positon he'd be sad to leave behind though. If only because she'd treated him well until this point. He might consider helping her to find someone new were he to run across any one he felt was interesting enough for her. It had to be someone that could annoy Lord Fiath after all.

"Hmm, a full room away from one another? Whatever might they do!" He said, lifting a hand to cover a laugh. The way the two were standing so close might make one thing that they were stuck at the hip. Getting them apart though, it would be interesting to see them parted. Giving a smile Shesha said, "Let us see if we can use our considerable power to part the two supposedly unpartable 'friends' then." Even if it were only for a short time it would still count as a victory in his books.

Shesha came to stand next to Lady Karothdra, watching her closely as she spoke with Jabon and then Yacen, finding himself thinking that even if their game fell through that he didn't even care. Just watching her go about intimidating the pair was well worth the price of admission so to speak. She really was an interesting woman, wasn't she? Able to get even the wall of muscle known as Jabon to apolgize to her, it was quite impressive. Were it not for the fact that he didn't want to make the pair leave in a huff he'd of said as much. Instead he took her lead, turning his attention to Yacen as she introduced him as her 'friend', which was an introduction more then anything else at the party given who'd said it.

"It really is nice to meet you, Lord Yacen, I must say that it's a touch difficult to approach you with as devoted as your friend here is." He said, giving a glance in Jabon's direction, amused by the way in which Karothdra had situation herself between the pair, effectively cutting them off from one another. An interesting and amusing tactic that he'd have to remember the next time he wanted to get between someone. It would work on so many levels he thought to himself in a delighted manner before he held a hand out to Yacen, "Do grace me with a dance, Lord Yacen, and sate my curiosity about the rumors? I am told that despite how it might appear that you're actually quite graceful."

The man had the look of a scholar but Shesha would bet anything that his grandmother had seen to it that he learned important skills like dancing among the other things the higher ups saw as being essential. Yacen seemed to be looking to Jabon for help to get out of the dance but with Karothdra in between them no help was coming, forcing him to accept the invitation so as not to appear rude to Lady Karothdra's 'friend'. Grinning like a perzi who'd eaten someone's prized bird Shesha lead Yacen off for a dance, giving Karothdra a wink as he went.