Schneizel ♣ 03 MIDSUMMERS EVE BALL EVENT POST

[castling_crowns]

Who: All of Somarium's social creatures, and any unsocial ones who get dragged along or want to crash
Where: Grounds behind the western mansion (Kaname and Edward)
Style: First, mostly
Status: OPEN LIKE AN OPEN THING.

[In the yards out behind the western mansion, maypoles with ribbons streaming gaily in the breeze outline a large area with tables

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[wantedtostudy]

*Jaina is here, in the dress and necklace she was wearing in her dream. It's a relatively cool outfit, which is nice in the warm summer air.

She wonders if she's one of the first ones to arrive.*

[castling_crowns]

Ah, Jaina. I was hoping you'd be the first one here. I have a gift for you. [He bows, wings flashing against the white of his tailcoat.]

[wantedtostudy]

Oh? *Jaina looks surprised - as much by his offer as by the fact that he's wearing actual fairy wings. How unusual*

[castling_crowns]

[Taking a step to the side, Schneizel retrieves a beautifully-wrapped golden box and offers it to Jaina. Inside, as she opens it, she will find a lovely pair of blue bird's wings, sized for her exact measurements, and made to clip to the back of her dress.]

'Then, my queen, in silence said,
Trip we after the night's shade:
We the globe can compass soon,
Swifter than the wandering moon.'

[wantedtostudy]

*Jaina's breath catches in her throat, and it might just be a trick of the light, but her cheeks look slightly red*

...how beautiful. *Whether she's talking about the wings, or the poetry, or both...? Well, that's less clear*

[castling_crowns]

[He lifts the wings to the light, showing the play of colour across the feathers, and gestures towards her back.]

May I?

[wantedtostudy]

*She nods, turning around - her hair is pinned up, so thankfully there's none of it in the way* Of course. Where did you ever find them?

[castling_crowns]

Oh, I called in a favor or three. Small price to pay to have the Titania to my Oberon. Two characters from one of my home's most illustrious plays, which is also the source of the poetry. [He smiles as he carefully pins the wings to the back of her dress, where the clasp perfectly counterbalances them. He pauses a moment, hands lingering a brief second upon her back before pulling away and stepping back to admire the look.] They suit you, I think.

[wantedtostudy]

*Yes, her face is flushed now, at the feel of his hands on her back. She had forgotten how clever the man could be, and had forgotten the need to have her mental walls as high as possible around him.* So I see. It was exquisite poetry. I'd love to read it sometime.

*Jaina looks at the wings on either side of her* Do they really, you think? In any rate, thank you so much, Your Highness.

[castling_crowns]

I truly do. Although I hope you don't think me too forward, selecting such characters for the pair of us. [Is that the faintest hint of embarrassment to his voice? Perhaps. In any case, he comes around to face her, careful of their respective wingspans, and holds a hand out to her.] I found a copy recently, in the study. If you truly wish to read it, you need only ask, milady.

[wantedtostudy]

Not at all. *She shakes her head, managing a smile* I'm touched, actually. *Jaina inclines her head, a faint teasing edge to her voice* So, before I read it, what are these two characters that you've chosen us to become tonight? *She takes his hand politely, ever aware of court mannerisms*

[castling_crowns]

Ah. I am Oberon, King of the Faeries. You...[here he bows over her hand, kissing the fingers lightly.]...are Titania, my Queen.

[wantedtostudy]

*She's prepared this time, but even so, she flushes ever so slightly* So I see. You certainly look the part, Your Highness Oberon.

[retributing]

[Someone is not very pleased. The skull crown that would have been on his head has already been done away with and is probably shattered somewhere in the area. Because, you know, Arthas still has some sense of decency as far as being clothed goes, he hasn't ripped off his outfit in a rage yet. He's...considerably sorry that he let his curiousity get the better of him. So now you get to have a very disgruntled Scourge Harvester Prince of Lordaeron, seeing what you two are doing over there.]

[wantedtostudy]

*A flicker of movement captures her eye, and she turns...

...and her face gets slightly paler. Not only is Arthas dressed as a Necromancer - she can't imagine the fury coursing through him - but....

Oh dear. Arthas and Schneizel. This isn't going to be pleasant.

She keeps her voice steady.* Arthas. I'm so glad you could join us.

[castling_crowns]

Your words flatter me, my Queen.

[His smile is slightly more sure of itself, and he begins to say something else when he catches the look on Jaina's face. Keeping hold of her hand, he stands up straight and greets the strange man with a politely interested expression.]

A friend of yours, Miss Proudmoore?