10-04-2011, 04:31 AM
Nikholas grinned at the man apologetically before turning to look at Alice, eyes widening slightly at her request. Why, that would break the rules, would it not? The rules simply could not be broken. He supposed it wasn't an altogether horrible question, but he had planned ahead for whom would educate his guests and would not be talked into revealing himself. Once again, apology swept over his features as he gave another one of his gracious smiles, his left hand moving to ruffle the hair on the back of his head as he falsely admitted, "I am truly sorry, Alice, I am- but I doubt that even his own subjects could pick him out of the crowd with ease. He is the kind of man to never sell himself out at an event like this..." Then thinking, as if trying to remember the event from last year, "However, I do believe I know the answer to the room dilemma. The servants of the villa hold all information you could possibly wish for, simply ask one of them. And, if my memory serves me right... The rooms would be on the second floor." Then smiling, he offered his knowledge up, "I've attended for the past few years..." - try millennia - "so I know a bit as well, if I can offer you any help."
[Alrighty guys, sorry for the delay of important stuff! Maps of the three levels have now been posted on the front page, and I've been slowly editing the section with basic information about meal times and etc. Any other questions, please ask me and I shall answer. I'll be adding much more to the front page within the next few days, hopefully including pictures and descriptions of each room.]
Viktoria returned Gun's smile cheerily, her hands moving to the fabirc of her skirt as she curtsied slightly in response. "Yes, let's," she replied simply, eagerly, yet not overly so. He seemed to be a handsome, agreeable man, and she simply adored dancing, so she saw no reason not to accept his offer. After all, she had nothing better to be doing with her lord Nikholas out of sight and out of mind. Lifting her arm and extending it to place her right hand in his, she smiled warmly as he gave her his warning, "Don't you worry about it," she winked, "I'm sure my feet can handle it." It wasn't exactly funny, but she had wanted to be encouraging.
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