As if being a part of different factions had mattered to them in the slightest before. Anthem, adorned in her own fancy attire, reached for Zevlor's hand and laced their fingers together as she met his gaze.

"I can go and see what the Queen has prepared later." As far a she knew, they had the whole night yet to observe the other areas of the ball. No need to rush. "This seems just as intriguing. And it smells amazing in there. Like fresh flowers."