<span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="text-decoration: underline">Elysia</span></span><br/><br/>"No," Elysia shook her head. "While I wish you hadn't attacked him like you did, you didn't do anything wrong. I didn't give him permission to do what he did and you are allowed to protect yourself. He is not welcome in my home and he knows it," she stroked his cheek gently. "If anyone ever treats you like Jack did, you have permission to do what you must to defend yourself. Your contract promises protection from other vampires and I won't have that compromised. I will do what I can to keep you from harm whenever I am nearby," she promised.<br/><br/>Elysia snuggled into Nathan, her fingers running through his hair as he pressed his nose against her neck and she giggled softly. She was glad that he'd drunk his nutrition shake without further argument. At least she wouldn't have to worry about him feeling feint or weak for the rest of the night.<br/><br/>"So many questions," Sia laughed lightly. "There will be dancing, yes," she nodded. "And you will be expected to dance with me so I don't have to dance with anyone else," she teased. "Can you dance? If not, I'm going to have to teach you. All eyes will be on us, after all." She smirked a little, imagining that would make him nervous. They likely wouldn't dance long. She would have to do a lot of socializing.<br/><br/>"There<span style="font-style: italic">will</span>be food and you can eat as you please providing you're not speaking with a vampire at the time. They won't be very impressed with that. Some of them will complain that there is human food there at all but those vampires are usually the ones who can't afford their own PNCs and aren't used to being around it anymore. I don't really care what they think." Perhaps that made her sound a little callous and elitist, but it was the truth.<br/><br/>"You'll be with me most of the time, yes. Unless you'd prefer to work the room on your own," she chuckled. "I just ask that you don't venture too far from the ballroom without telling me first. There have been incidents in the past with other vampires taking a taste of what doesn't belong to them. I won't stand for that in my home."<br/><br/>Her fingers left his hair to gently travel down the side of his neck, brushing against his skin. "You look them in the eyes. Keep your head up and your back straight. Be polite but strong. You do not answer to other vampires, though I ask that you treat them with respect. Like you would with a teacher in school." She grinned then, her eyes narrowing on him. "Unless you misbehaved in school. There<span style="font-style: italic">is</span>a certain trick to conversing with the vampires at events such as this. Try and word your responses as a question. For example," she thought for a moment. "If someone were to say 'Oh, what was Elysia thinking wearing<span style="font-style: italic">that </span>dress with<span style="font-style: italic"> those</span>shoes'," she mocked, putting on a snobby voice and sticking her nose in the air. "You should reply with something like 'Oh, you don't like it?'. They'll eat that right up. Vampires are very self obsessed. They adore talking about themselves and their own opinions."<br/><br/>Her fingers reached the hallow above his collarbone and she trailed along it. "Some might wish to touch you; stroke your hair or lean close to smell your neck. They are not permitted to touch you inappropriately. You might get the odd pinch on your delicious behind, however," she grinned, her hand leaving his chest to squeeze his bottom playfully. Her eyes darkened as Jack came up again and her smile slipped.<br/><br/>"He has not been invited but he might turn up. He wanted to speak with me today and I wouldn't listen. He will likely show up when he knows there are others here," she sighed, lowering her head to rest against his shoulder. "There's nothing he can say to make things better," she mumbled to herself.<br/><br/>"I wont send you away," Sia assured him as she lifted her head. "I've grown quite fond of you. You've been pleasant company when you're not misbehaving." She clicked her tongue but smiled at him again. "You must be hungry. Have your lunch," she encouraged. "I've had mine, after all." She pressed a kiss to his throat, over his sensitive new marks.