The Grand Staircase; the 1st level
After her encounter with the winged man, she found herself on the Grand Staircase. Her hand brushed along the banister as she ascended to the first level, every bit the proper and courtly lady she was meant to be. Her other hand held a bit of her dress, lifting up the skirt just slightly to make walking easier. The music surged around her and she paused just to listen for a moment. Her eyes closed as she let it wash over her, basking in the complexity of such beauty.
She was jarred from her thoughts by the brush of another against her side. "Oh!" she gasped, quietly startled by the touch. It served its purpose though, because she continued up the stairs to the landing. Her gaze swept across the room, taking in the dancing couples on the landing before moving up the next staircase and onto the landing above it. The statues and candelabras were a sight to behold and she took a moment to appreciate the beauty of the space. Her gaze turned back to the landing before her and she watched as the women were twirled about the room by their partners. She could do little to conceal the desire in her eyes to be whisked about and there was a slight smile playing on her lips as she imagined dancing. Yes, she would very much like to dance. It was a shame then, that she could not dance alone.