The surprise on Navia's face when he reminded her of what she owed him, it was priceless, as was the slight jolt from hearing him bring it up when they had just been relaxing. In truth Navia had completely succeeded in making Théadan forget the bet, but she had also reminded him with that bit she had said about him wanting her to show how distracting she could be. That had been enough to jog his memory, and after she had succeeded in making him relinquish the word that had escaped him in the throes of orgasm, it seemed only fair that she now paid up the wager that had originally brought them to this point. The amused smile that spread Navia's lips told him that was exactly what he would get, but not without first her teasing him for not waiting until they were back in their cabin and laying in bed. There was a good chance if they did that, one or both of them would have fallen asleep before she could relate the story anyway.<br/><br/>Navia's lips pressed briefly against his before she sat herself up and began relating her story from when she was sixteen. Théadan could not recall Navia previously speaking of her grandfather, but her fondness for the man was clear immediately, she spoke with warmth as she explained the beginning of a tradition among her family, setting the scene of a party that the Khluri royalty and nobility would attend. Her description of the dress was intriguing too, Théadan found himself running his eyes over Navia as she described it, trying to imagine what it might have looked like on her. It sounded like it was made to show off much of the skin, and the idea of this dress showing off Navia's belly was appealing to Théadan. "Sounds pretty." He commented when she described the gown she and her seamstress had created together. He had noticed Navia often wearing blue, it seemed to be a favoured colour of hers to dress in, and did compliment her skin in a very enticing way.<br/><br/>It came as little surprise to Théadan her father would not wish her to wear the dress as he deemed it too revealing, nor did it come as a surprise Navia stubbornly decided to wear it anyway. The brief smirk that flitted across her features suggested she did not regret that at all, she wanted to be her own person, make her own decisions, even when she was just a teenager Navia had that desire to be independent. Then she explained what had happened on the dance floor, and to her dress, and the fact she had not worn underwear that had Théadan raising both eyebrows and bursting out laughing thoroughly enjoying her tale. "No!" He laughed knowing that must have been painfully embarrassing especially at that time of life. "So in defiance to your father, you unintentionally ended up showing all the nobles and royalty both faces of the moon." He chuckled wondering what could have been going through Navia's mind at the time that would have made her go to the dance without underwear. "At that age too when opinions mean the world to us." He added with a shake of his head, sympathising with how the young Navia must have felt. Shocked at first surely, but the embarrassment when being surrounded by her peers.<br/><br/>"That poor lad must have wanted to curl up and die too." Théadan realised, thinking of if the boy had been nervous enough for Navia to be aware of it, his reaction to having been responsible for stepping on Navia's dress, tangling their legs and causing it to tear must have left him red faced and apologising profusely at every given opportunity. "His big chance to impress the gorgeous duchess of Khlurios and that happens." He laughed again and shook his head. Théadan would have helped them back to standing, but the story was too interesting to leave there with Navia having just exposed her rear to so many nobles of Khlurios. He had to hear what happened next, what was the reaction from all who saw their dear 'Sitvati' in such an embarrassing predicament. "What did you do?" Théadan asked, trying to picture a sixteen year old Navia in her moment of shock. "What did your father do?"