- Neutral Good
December 31, Y110 || @Edelgard von Hresvelg
The ball was meant as a grand finale to an already impressive festival, and so far, it had not disappointed. Claude sipped wine, careful to only get meager tastes, as he watched the people around him. Elegant figures whirled around the dance floor, faces and smiles blurring against a background of bright-colored fabrics that moved in time to the music. There was a distinct splendor to events like this, an ambiance of grandeur. Ultimately, this was a spoil of peaceful times. While Claude could appreciate that, he was otherwise occupied with what was, to him, a phantom of war.
It seemed Queen Edelgard was rarely given the gift of a break, at least during events like this. From a fair distance, Claude kept careful track as various ball-goers either gave her a wide berth and a smile or tried to approach for pleasantries. As jarring as the transition to this world was proving to be, there was a part of him that appreciated freedom from the shackles of responsibility that came along with leading the Alliance through a series of military campaigns. How long until that respite turned to boredom, he couldn’t quite say. But for now, he could at least keep things interesting – Claude saw his opportunity, set down his wine, and picked his way through the crowd towards a now-unoccupied Queen.
Wearing an affable smile, Claude approached her head-on. No tricks here, and she'd hopefully see her coming just as he could hopefully get a read on her as she did. “Your Majesty,” he greeted, dipping slightly into what might would pass for a half-bow. He’d done his best with what he had, but his ‘formal’ attire had been cobbled together from a combination of what he’d arrived in and what he could find on the fly. The blacks and golds were elegant enough for him to pass mostly unnoticed, but he felt distinctly under-dressed compared to the Queen. “Would it be too bold for a humble citizen to ask for a dance?” The offer made, he held out a hand.