ELIA
They'd told her that after she gave her speech, if it was well received, she was to take her seat and allow the people to approach her. That she could not be seen to be seeking their approval. It would be measured as weakness, and not cement any strengthening of her position she might have gained.
So, when Gahrye raised a hand and the applause and calls began to settle, she didn't move except to tighten her arm around Reth's waist where he'd come to stand by her.
"It is a night for celebration of our Queen, Anima! Let's dance!"
The roar was even louder, shaking the pillars of the market and Elia laughed delightedly as the musicians scrambled for their instruments, while the youngest adults tugged each other towards the dance floor.
"They really like to dance, don't they?" she said, beaming.
"Don't you?" Reth asked as quietly as he could beneath the noise.
