At the pressure of her hands the doors slid open. Ah well, not that late it seemed.
If her beast was riled before, it was nothing to the rage it threw as she stepped into court proper. Some, like her, were masked but not enough. Not enough even if Alessandra was removed from the room.
But she wasn't and even as her beast howled for final deaths to be granted slowlyquicklybloodysomany Twist let herself sink into a deep curtsy to the Prince of the Sacramento Alessandra . Standing, she let herself move deeper into court, spotting the officials as she did so.
A curtsy for Alice Hart . A deep nod for fellow Priscus - Jacque , Jennifer Hazelton , and Quinn Durant .
Genial smiles of greeting for the remainder that she knew even as she avoided joining the crowd around the Piano. A new element of decoration for the room. She did not understand the significance of its presence. Where was the bench? But it seemed to be generating conversation. Which was purpose enough for her. Too often court felt stagnant and all together too quiet.
Got word that Twist isn't too late so adding on to original post for full entrance.