Chaos Fire: Aktamun & Galadari
Galad's arrival shut up many of the Standards with a kind of awed wonder. While most of the students had grown used to elves and their almost preternatural beauty, the newbies had not, yet. Like them, Aktamun was dumbstruck for a second, but the witch had a quick tongue that always got him into trouble - and sometimes, even out of it.
"Aktamun," he stammered, lost in those purple eyes, before he realized he was acting like a prat. "I'm not -- I mean, you're the host, right? We should be thanking you for the party." Aktamun attempted a wink. "It's my first, really."