The balconies had been foremost in her turned-away gaze as she took another sip of the wine, and it was as if he'd read her mind when he suggested a sojourn upon them. Agreement was instantly in her mind - but careful breeding was right alongside it, and she paused a long moment for another sip, painfully aware of his extended arm as she made him wait.<em>A LaVelle rushes for no one less than the Crown,</em>mother had once scolded her for running through the halls of their country estate.<br/><br/>"Yet again, milord has astutely anticipated my desire," she offered with a thread of laughter under her voice, and lay a gloved hand upon his offered arm, taking his lead to move through the crowd toward one of the arched doorways separating indoors from out.<br/><br/>Not until they passed through those arching designs of stone and into the outdoors did she feel the cool upon her skin, quite welcome as they trod across the long-cast beams of light. Her step slowed, letting her eyes adjust to the darkness of moonlit night, and she tilted her head back to look up at that silvery heavenly body, imagining she could feel its touch on her face. "It is simply a perfect night for it, don't you think?"