{Third Person}
The game continued, and the night pulled Amara back in. By the time the third drink settled in, the change was obvious.
Amara laughed without holding back now. She spoke more freely and even teased back when someone poked at her.
At some point, she tried explaining fencing again—this time using her hands, almost knocking over a glass in the process.
"Careful," Kael said quickly, steadying it before it tipped.
She blinked at him, then laughed. "It was under control."
"Sure it was." He didn't move far after that. He stayed close enough to catch anything that might fall—or her, if needed.
Though his actions weren't obvious, Elowen noticed. Of course she did. How could she not when she has had her eyes on both of them all night?
Her gaze flicked between them briefly, then she took a slow sip of her drink, saying nothing.
"Another one?" someone asked, already reaching for Amara's glass.
"Yes," Amara said.
Elowen's eyes snapped to her. 'That was fast.'
