Servian followed hand in hand with Luna, smiling and nodding as she gracefully skipped introductions with the commoners, small town gossip being what it was, no one needed informing whom her suitor was, after all. He was Prince Servian, 'Scourge of the Northern Seas', a fearsome warrior whom had personally slain some of their own children during the war, and now their soon-to-be King.<br/><br/>Luna pointed out the tailor, which gave her another chance to show off her dress, not that she needed to, every eye in the village had stared while she paraded through the streets; Servian himself, had found himself slowing pace so that he could catch inconspicuous glances at the perfect backside. And so when she twirled about, he had to consciously try not to pop another, possibly lower button on his suit. "Yes a suit...that might be a good idea.." He started to say, but something caught her attention and she bolted over to another shop to point out jewelry in a window display.<br/><br/>Servian cursed his luck, his own mother's engagement ring was tucked into his luggage, and he had hoped that she might find it's simple grace to her liking when he presented it to her, but now seeing this gaudy thing  she'd pointed out, he wasn't so sure. He only smiled and nodded, remarking as politely as he could about the stone's cut and clarity.<br/><br/>"So...the tailor's then...shall we go?" Servian asked, purposely changing the awkward subject.