If he had been itching before, it was murder now, and he wasn't sure if he was just imagining the slight swelling of the marks he could see. Swelling was better than not being able to breathe though, and since that hadn't come back he decided that he couldn't be too bad off. He was definitely well enough for a party.
Dressed in robes he'd swear was blue though they were really pushing towards a greyish purple, he entered the party with a grin. As much as the manor made him feel completely out of place, this was a party and there were food, and drink and lots of lots of people.
Better yet, he did not have to stay, even if his dad wanted him to, and that made a visit here even easier. Making his way towards the Great Hall he grabbed some food while watching the people around him.