Anastasia & Felix
Kindred tended to part and move out of Anastasia's way as she glided through the ballroom. Some did it out of respect. Some did it out of fear of knowing what would happen to them should they step on the train of her gown that trailed behind her. She had never worn such things when she had been alive. She had been too low born and when her family managed to marry her off to someone of rank, she had been whisked away to a whole other country. This life however Anastasia was a queen and so she dressed like one. And this queen was on a mission because someone had dared to get sloppy near her kingdom and that simply would not do.
Mask or no mask hiding away his face, finding the thin-blood was a simple enough task. It was in the way he kept himself away from the herd. It was in the tension and the anxiety that clung to him like an odor. If you had asked Anastasia she would calm the fact that he was a thin-blood held an odor to it even if it really didn't.
The smile on her face was too serene and sweet when she glided up to him, coming at him from the side. Her voice matched her smile as she came to a stop and looked at him. "You and I need to have a chat, little bird."