[dragoneyes]

Thoriel was sitting at her table enjoying the goings on around her but not partaking in them very much. She sipped a little more from her glass of wine, how many she'd had already she'd promised herself she wouldn't count. She tapped her hand on the table in time with the rhythm of the music though in her not-quite-sober state she was singing the completely wrong tune. It was almost an improvement.

She gazed round at the rest of the hall, how was anyone supposed to dance in this crowd? Someone could bulldoze their way through she supposed. Fin tapped her on the shoulder and she turned to look at him.

"Yes?" She asked, quite forgetting her manners.

"I was just wondering if you would care for a dance my lady?" Said Fin, ignoring Thoriel's brusqueness.

"Why of course!" replied Thoriel as Fin took her by the hand and stood her up. It took Thoriel a little while to find her feet, she hadn't stood up since she first arrived and had a touch of pins and needles. A good fast dance should put an end to that! she thought.