<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff99ff">Ordenel shook his head, the answer was just on the tip of his tongue but he couldn’t think of it.</span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff4dff">“No, that isn’t it. I know everyone that comes to one of my parties, and an Ayla has never been here.” </span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff99ff">He shrugged and a smile appeared on his face again, </span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff4dff">“Oh well, I’ll think of it at some point. No need to worry about it right now.”</span><br/><br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#99ccff">Lucian looked over at Ordenel oddly when he said that Alexi looked familiar, but he then shrugged it off. The guy saw a log of people, more than a few had to look like Alexi.</span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#4da6ff">“Right, let’s just relax and enjoy ourselves. Let the worries of the world leave for just a night. How are the wards on the private rooms holding up? I know at the last party i was here one of them seemed to have a hole in it, cause they were being pretty loud.”</span><br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff4dff"><br/>
“Oh yeah. There was a bit of a mixup. They thought the wards were in the halls back there as well, and as you know they aren’t…”</span>