"Maybe someday, your grace," she commented as the ended the dance with a bow and a curtsy to one another, "But it shall not be tonight I am afraid."
Before they could return to their seats, another couple approached them. "Come now your grace, take a break from you greetings and join us for a drink. My wife will watch after your fiance for awhile for you." He did not have much of a choice for before he could even speak he was swept off in one direction and she into another. Before he knew it, a drink was placed into his hand and he was among a small group of gentlemen. One of them patted him upon the back, "She's a lovely catch your grace. You should be thanking your father for getting the contract written up for the marriage between you..."
Meanwhile, Terra was swept up into a crowd of ladies all with one question on their minds, "Lady Terra. Is it true that you were captured by the Black Fox?" One asked followed by another, "Is he truly a rouge as the tales tell of him to be?" And another, "Come now Lady Terra...." they all smirked almost viciously at her, "Do tell us all."
Meanwhile, the conversation still went on among the men, "Yes, thank your father, but curse the Black Fox. Taking from you what is so rightfully yours...." their tones all hinted of a hidden meaning.