Delia just stared after her, eyes wide behind her maks. Ican'tbeliveIjustdidthat!. There was a deep chortle in the crowd, and then cheering. Drawing herself up, Delia smoothed down her dress, tucked an errant curl behind her ear, and moved off the dance floor.
Straight towards the long table heaped with food. And wine. A lot of winte. Pouring herself a glass, Delia took another deep breath. A memory of soft lips against her own, and she drained half the glass.
But elegantly, of course. Never said that Delia of Eldorne, even when she was blushing and in mild shock, was inelegant.
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Date: 2005-01-06 10:29 pm (UTC)Straight towards the long table heaped with food. And wine. A lot of winte. Pouring herself a glass, Delia took another deep breath. A memory of soft lips against her own, and she drained half the glass.
But elegantly, of course. Never said that Delia of Eldorne, even when she was blushing and in mild shock, was inelegant.