[the person she turns to address turns out to be a petite girl blessed--or cursed--with more blonde curls than any one person should ever have to deal with. she's dressed simply enough in a white linen dress, though the string of freshwater pearls around her throat looks rather fancy.
Lucrezia pauses mid-step to blink up at Daphne quizzically, though she's quick enough to dimple a teasing smile just the right side of saccharine back at her. then she lifts her chin and offers out her arm; very gallant of her.] Come sit with me, then, and I shall protect you.
[with what, exactly? other than the power vested in her cheery smile, that is.]
dinner! c:
Lucrezia pauses mid-step to blink up at Daphne quizzically, though she's quick enough to dimple a teasing smile just the right side of saccharine back at her. then she lifts her chin and offers out her arm; very gallant of her.] Come sit with me, then, and I shall protect you.
[with what, exactly? other than the power vested in her cheery smile, that is.]