<span style="color: #80FFFF">As it was to be, Lilian did not follow after her as she had hoped, and so Glaciea continued on her way, picking up the pace she had been walking a little bit. She wasn't sure what she was going to do as she waited for dinner, and in that having to go and retrieve Lilian from her room. Glaciea let her mind wander, thinking that her earlier choice to go to her own room and take a nap herself was going to be her best choice. Because she surely did not want to randomly fall asleep during supper.<br/><br/>After a few minutes pass she reaches her room, and heads straight over to her bed, after taking off the long fur cloak that had covered her shoulders, placing it on a icicle shaped like a hook by the door. Laying down on the soft blankets of fur on her bed, she sighs softly, closing her eyes and lays her head on the soft cushioned pillow. It didn't take long for her to fall asleep. Despite the rather down heartening moment that had taken place due to her father, she had a smile on her face as she slept. Her mind had wandered to the visitor, Lilian, and how much she wanted to get to know the girl, even though they had just met.<br/><br/>Time quietly passed by, and after a few hours were spent napping, Glaciea wakes up. Glancing out at the light beyond her icy windows, she knew that it wasn't long before dinner was served in the dinner hall. Changing in to a new <a class="postlink" href="https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/fa/a1/02/faa1028302fba89db7bb34ba6a618c29.jpg">outfit</a> she pulls on the cloak over her shoulders, then leaves her room, heading back the way she had come, to the room where Lilian was.<br/><br/>Pausing, standing in front of the door, she takes a deep breath before knocking lightly. "Lilian, dinner is about ready to be served. I'm here to take you there..." She waits, stepping back for when the door was opened, clasping her hands lightly in front of herself. As she waited, she wondered what other places she could show to Lilian. She knew of three or four places that would be perfect, one of which it would have to be night for it to have the full effect.<br/><br/>Only when Lilian exits her room, and greeting her with a small curtsy, does she once again guide the way through the halls. It was a quiet walk, and they arrive to the dining hall. A huge set of doors were open to reveal the room in all it's glory. It was like a large cavern, with a high ceiling, and in the far walls were tall, narrow windows, like all the others covered with ice for the glass. Above it all was a huge chandelier, with blue and white and purple glowing crystals, each at least two feet in diameter. They were sculpted to represent snowflakes and flowers. The whole thing had to be at least twenty feet high, and ten feet in circumference. In the center of the floor were large tables with sculpted chairs, each having a unique design. In count there were six long tables, and at each table were twenty chairs. And, on top of each table were an assortment of food and drinks. Each spot had clear crystal plates, and sparkling silverware, as well as what looked like a diamond and ice goblet.<br/><br/>A small door to the side led to what had to be the kitchen, where the food was cooked and prepared. And at the end of the hallway, furthest from the large doors, and on an area raised above the rest, sat a single table, with three chairs far more magnificent than the others, facing the room. In two of the chairs were Bruma and Nix, the third empty. Glaciea glances up at the table, before looking to Lilian, ignoring the look that she was getting. She knew that her father was watching her, but she paid no heed.<br/><br/>"So, you can choose where to sit. And eat as much as you like." There were already other fairies in the hall, of varying rank, from palace dweller to common fairy, sitting in the chairs, mixing and mingling, enjoying the food. Wherever Lilian decided to sit, Glaciea joined her, and as she passed other fairies, they all got up out of the chairs to show her respect, bowing or curtsying. She smiles at them all, lovingly and kind, with a gentle look in her eyes. They didn't sit back down until Glaciea sat, across from Lilian. "I hope the food is to your liking. If you want anything specific, you can always ask. I'm sure the cook would love to bring something for you." <br/><br/>With this, she picks up a pitcher of a light blue drink that had the faint scent of honeysuckle and sugar plumbs, pouring herself a glass. Then, places a ice peach, a bit of snowy mashed potatoes, and light gravy on her plate. Taking a sip of her drink, she smiles over the rim of her glass at Lilian. Hoping she liked everything so far.</span>