"Have you noticed?"
"Have I noticed what, Mitchel?" Evelina took a sip from the goblet of mead, watching a troupe present a dance for the nobles. "You have been noticing a lot of things yourselves, have you not?"
The human shrugged his shoulders. "I gotta watch out for the guards. It's only good that I'm wearing a mask."
"And a recognized artist of Eglantine. You have nothing to worry about."
"Heh. That's good because I am still admiring everything inside this greenhouse, I wouldn't like anybody taking me away now."
The lights and lamps inside the dome complimented both the colors of the night and the tropical flowers around. It did not stay there for even the moon and the stars danced above the area, highlighting the gloriousness of every surface, every person below. And despite the odors mixing together, it set the mood of the party rather than being too much.
