[Athilea Majiri]

She halted in her walk and turned to him as he almost tripped. Atane took a step closer to him and rested a hand on his shoulder hesitantly, "It's alright, Thayne. Do you think I had not thought of how our first meeting would turn out?" She gave him a small smile.

"Perhaps this is not the best that either of us may have imagined, but it's from the worst either." Her head tilted slightly as she looked up at him, "I suppose that it's hard for anyone to get accustomed to the idea of being wed to someone they did not choose. It was likely just as awkward for our parents."

She sighed and looked down, "I have to say, though, that I have enjoyed talking with you, as much as we have." Atane pressed her lips together when she raised her eyes to him again, "Even if the conversation has been filled with the sorts of pleasantness that one might expect at a ball." The girls smile was a little playful.