Cassimir avoided the fireball, though as to that was because he was fast or because of the reflex every being naturally has when fire is thrown in their face is a mystery to everyone but him and this guard.

He had heard about magic, and he had even seen some. It had been mostly levitation and healing wounds. He had never seen such a conjuration before. It was far different from how he had imagined. This was something he had never believed was possible: fire from nothing. This was certainly an experience.

He stood up slowly, not letting his eyes stray from hers, however his usual, blank face, possibly with a twisted grin, was replaced with a smile. He was in a word, fascinated.

He took a glance over at the noble and decided she wanted to get moving to the banquet. He regained his composure and straightened out his clothing.

"Since I have angered your guard I will not delay you any longer and let you proceed to the banquet. I still have some things to finish here."