He leaned in towards the table making sure that no one heard then. Under the table he drew a small rune to silence the conversation they were about to have from easdroppeders. "I'm going to get to the distraction. When I propose my toast I'm going to announce my relationship with Dexion. So don't worry I've got that much covered. You all just have to get the deed done."

(Sorry, I didn't get the ping.))

"It's fine Amias, I hide my pain well.", Riften cooed, softly touching his arm. "I promise we'll be fine, I know you won't cause me pain." Riften fixed Amias's eye cover, being careful about his eyes.
"Together is a good idea.", The Elf giggled, pulling away. Riften stood up with him, taking some time to wipe off his pants.
"Oh, alright.", Riften smiled, clasping his hands together. "I'm sure we'll be fine though, it usually takes methis long to get across the courtyard, do some things, and get back."

Ahelissa nodded to acknowledge her owner, still a little surprised at Remilia's attitude. She grabbed her towel and dried her hair a bit so at least it wasn't dripping water all over the place. The strange way Remilia was acting bothered her, and soon Ahelissa's curiosity won over. Ahelissa walked back over to her mistress. "Remilia, miss," Ahelissa started, clearing her throat. "What's wrong? Something seems to be bothering you,"

(That's weird, but it's okay!)

Amias couldn't help the redness that burned his cheeks at that.
"If I had it my way, I would make it so you have no pain to hide at all. When I finally get out of this place, I'm going to kill Grift and Ekon before I go." He muttered, looking down at his bandaged arms.
"On a more positive note, the evening is getting closer, and so is the ball. All the owners are going to have to act real nice around the other guests that are from the visiting country. We basically can't get in trouble." He smiled.

Remilia turned around, the question catching her off guard. Had she really been acting that strangely? Of course she had. When had she ever done anything or said anything remotely nice to Ahelissa? Never, nothing she could recall.
"I would rather not go to this silly dance. It's honestly just to swoon the princess to a prince from another land, and that means that I'm going to be on the market for some idiotic duke who needs my money. It's foolish and pointless. Neither the princess nor I is going to be swayed by some greedy moron." She answered with an irritated tone. "I am not for sale to be given away." She added, but then realized that was exactly what had been done to Ahelissa and all the other slaves around here.
"I'm also too exhausted over this whole charade to order you around all day. If that's why you're wondering I'm not in such a sour mood. I know that's what you're thinking."

Odelina sunk further into her chair. Her head was starting to hurt. She noticed Averill smile at her, but that just seemed to make her feel worse. She squeezed her eyes shut and shook her head in an attempt to ward off the bad feeling.

Riften
Riften blinked at Amias. A light shade of pink crossed his cheeks in reaction to Amias's blushing. "Thank you, Amias. I want to kill them as well."
"That's good.", Riften smiled. "I'm just worried about people seeing our collars." Riften was very self-conscious about his collar and the bruises under it.

Lidia
"Thank you, Darion.", She smiled. Lidia stood, pushing her chair in so she could comfort Odelina. "Is everything okay, Ode?", Lidia asked softly, placing a hand on her's. She had a worried expression on her face, not wishing for her to be ill.

He sigh and avert his eyes from the girl, leaving the issu to his sister, he definitively had no skills in that field no matter how mutch he tryed. His bright blues eyes went between his brother and Dexion, outing publicly a relation between a noble and their servent was already bad enough, between a prince and a slave, that could be dangerous very fast.

"If father doesn't react then I'm sure that the crowd will. And if this doesn't go through and he doesn't end up getting accused of his crimes then..." he paused a moment lightly releasing Dexion. "We are leaving the kingdom. After my display father will be pissed and he will more than likely want Dexion to hang. I can't have that. So if it falls through we are leaving together. I already have arrangements for a boat as well."

Odelina smiled nervously. Ya ya, I uh, I think the breakfast just ain't sitting with me quite right. I should be fine here shortly. She lied. She hated to worry Lidia.