Lance hung off towards the side of the room. These parties were exhausting. So much socializing to be done. Reputations to be upheld. He runs a hand through his dark hair as he looked out over the various pairs of dancers.

There was only a small sparking of longing. He wished he had been able to at the very least invite Miu to attend with him. It might not have worked out between them romantically but at least they were still friends. Then he would not be at yet another party alone. At least someone to speak with that was not seeking an easy way into the graces of his grandfather.

“I don’t think we’ve met yet.” 

Lance slipped back into that calm and charming demeanor he usually wore when dealing with people at these parties. His eyes settled on the woma… No that was definitely a man. A very feminine one at that. Shorter then himself. He had to mentally scold himself for mistaking the man for a lady at first glance.

“No I do not believe we have. Well then it is an honor to make your acquaintance. Lancefer Aurifore of House Haillenarte at your service.” He gave the man a polite bow, keeping a charming smile on his face until he knew if the man just wished to be pleasant or if he was after something. Though he had a feeling this was more to just be nice then anything else.

(Thanks @samurulantis)

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