The night spent drinking and dancing with Leander had been incredibly distracting, which was exactly what she needed as 'Departure Day' grew ever closer. Sadly, with so many people in her household it was impossible for her to sneak out too much without someone noticing, and some nights that she claimed to be spending with friends she... really was. She WOULD miss them, after all.

But a few days passed, and finally Yona snuck off, dressing once again in the soft wool Geian dress with a corset that had gotten her so much attention the last few times she barhopped. However, she'd learned her lesson and she wasn't keen on ... frustrating herself, this time, with pent up desires. She would either seek out a lady who thought her charming, or focus the night on drinking and eating and just enjoying being alive while it lasted.

The hours had already been good to her, and as she slipped into her third place of the night (a tavern this time), Yona perched at a table with a drink, her silver hair a bit messy from dancing and kissing, cheeks flushed and eyes a bit glazed from drink. This place was nice though, she could just sip at her watered down mead and rest for a little bit, enjoying the music and chatter and watching others as they danced.