To say that Alanna was shocked would be the understatement of the century. However, she was also curious. Momentarily forgetting their avid audience, she kissed Delia back. Alanna's fingers bit into the silk of Delia's gown. Gradually becoming aware of their surroundings, Alanna pulled back with a troubled frown.
"Goddess, Delia! Everyone saw that," She hissed. "What were you thinking? Mad. You are absolutely bloody mad."
Furious, Alanna lifted her hands toward Delia's face in the final move of the dance. Her face had long since turned a deep crimson. She inclined her head, turned on her heel and stalked off the dance floor.
A deep chortle rose from the crowd behind her. Alanna was fairly certain Jon was to blame.
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Date: 2005-01-06 10:24 pm (UTC)"Goddess, Delia! Everyone saw that," She hissed. "What were you thinking? Mad. You are absolutely bloody mad."
Furious, Alanna lifted her hands toward Delia's face in the final move of the dance. Her face had long since turned a deep crimson. She inclined her head, turned on her heel and stalked off the dance floor.
A deep chortle rose from the crowd behind her. Alanna was fairly certain Jon was to blame.