<div class="floatleft">(http://i65.tinypic.com/209kemw.jpg)<br/></div>Name:  Marieme<br/>Location: Ballroom<br/>Tagging:  Chester<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Mask</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://i63.tinypic.com/qs4mrt.jpg)</div></div><br/><hr/><br/>The champagne was going straight to Marieme's head. She was rather unaccustomed to alcohol as she had never really been much of a dinker. Except, of course, for that period of time she was under investigation as a suspected murderess. Though she would be unlikely to admit it, she had turned to the bottle more often than not then. But, that time was over and tonight was for celebration. And so, she had finished her first glass of champagne within minutes of her first sip. So much for moderation. A pleasant lightness began to fill her head as she, once again, placed her hand into Chester's and they chose a place on the dance floor.<br/><br/>Turning to face her first partner of the evening, Marieme grinned as their bodies came together. Her hand still in his grip as the other came to rest on his shoulder. Feeling his other hand slide behind her back, the Blue Dragon began to lead her through the room with ease. The curious pair swaying in time to the music that filled the air all around them. She like the way they moved together and found herself inching oh-so-subtly closer to this unknown, yet captivating gentleman as their dance continued. Though, she had the feeling that she was not the only one gradually coming closer to the other, occasionally brushing against as they stepped.<em>“You're quite a fine dancer, sir. Perhaps we may share more of them this evening.” </em>She uttered softly.<br/><br/>The music began to wind down and all the guests turned to their lovely hostess as she addressed the party The banquet hall was now to be opened for everyone to enjoy. Many of the guests seemed to have been anxiously awaiting this announcement as it now meat that they were also free to explore the castle... more or less. The countess' warning almost had the distinct ring of a threat to it and a quiet, nervous murmur began to rise over the hushed crowd. The mood was quickly shifted back to one of celebration and revelry as the music began to play once more.<br/><br/>At the mention of the banquet now being opened, Marieme suddenly realised that she could probably do with a small bite to eat. The large, heavy doors of the banquet hall opened and the smell of the fine foods within drifted into the room. She turned to the gentleman by her side and offered another curtsy in appreciation of the lovely dance they had shared moments ago.<em>“I do find myself somewhat in need of refreshment. Of course, you are certainly welcome to join me in the banquet hall, if you wish. If not, Perhaps our paths shall cross again later in this evening.”</em>She reached with a slender arm to a passing tray and picked up another glittering crystal flute of champagne.