It all begins with a stretch of a hand, wrapped within silver gloves adorned with gold runes circling the wrist. Fascinating purplish gaze sparkling the reflection lights floating above the ceiling lock upon her own, silver mask hidden half of his face, revealing a pair of lips and sharp jaw. Despite the half of his face hidden by the sparkling mask, she believes the person before her is no less than beautiful.
There's two possible responses she was supposed to show before him. Retreat a step as a sign of rejection or curtsied to accept the stretch hand right before her. Both options weren't something Raiene was keen on doing. Rejecting upon the gaze of others that stayed locked onto her the moment she stepped inside the Hall wasn't a reputable choice, knowing well those gaze won't leave her sight. However, accepting his hand wasn't a smart choice as well.
