Riasa merely smiled, the expression becoming a bit tight once Minas started throwing things.  The glass wasn't valuable, they had plenty more... it was just rude.  Not that the Demon Queen had to concern herself with being polite.  She could do whatever she wanted, and the elves would simply have to take it until she and her cohort left.<br/><br/>Jera had been able to hold back his laughter, but once Ursalo found him and pulled him from the table to join the fray, he let his laughter slip, bouncing from his tongue as he happily followed along.  It was a shame things weren't like this usually in court; it'd certainly liven it up.  He held onto Ursalo as they disappeared back into the crowd, more than willing to be swept up in the vibrant action.<br/><br/>Not everyone else felt that way, and there were many gasps and sounds of shock as elves found themselves being pulled into the tangle of bodies.  This was so improper, so ridiculous!  A few resisted, but there was little choice, and the demons had their way-- the little grey faces were swamped by their larger counterparts, and they did their best not to be stepped on.<br/><br/>Tamlin blinked at Ranuk's question, night eyes wide and his face open.  Really?  He wanted to dance?  The prince didn't know any demon dances, couldn't figure out if there were any actual steps, but he was reluctant to turn down such an unexpected offer.  Slowly he nodded, a small smile on his face, and he ignored his mother's cool stare.<br/><br/>[Love to], he replied, making Naviin drink deeper from his glass, jaw clenching.  Stupid little brother, whoring himself out.  The elder prince kept his mouth shut, however, and the king and queen did not stop their son as he stood from the table to join his fiance.