"They really are a fascinating pair, aren't they?" Iryna spoke softly, turning her attention back to the group after watching Cherion and Zarius disappear onto the balcony. She tilted her head toward Marielle. "Apparently, the two of them have decided we're less interesting than the view outside."
Marielle let out a dry, theatrical sigh, swirling the liquid in her glass as a smirk pulled at the corner of her lips. "Oh, absolutely, Your Highness. Because staring at a bunch of dark, empty bushes and the capital skyline is completely, undeniably more thrilling than standing in a room packed with a bunch of stuffy aristocrats breathing down each other's necks."
Iryna blinked in surprise before bursting into a soft, melodic laugh, thoroughly charmed by the blunt delivery.
Gillian, who had been quietly observing the crowded ballroom while leaning against the edge of a beautifully decorated refreshment table, let out a rich, rumbling chuckle and chimed into his sister's conversation.
