Re: Open
Glengda congratulated herself on a good save-of-face since her fall. The young woman squiring her was keeping a good steady light and anyone who could see them together would think friends instead of clumsy and lost.
Still, she moved her feet carefully. Slipping on a fallen goblet would not improve matters.
Before they finished their trip across the room, Glengda tipped her head in closer to the other woman's, both to complete the image, and to speak quietly. "My name is Glengda Grimstone, by the way," she said in a low voice, a couple inches from her escort's ear.