The Empire of Reimia (3)

- Hey, - the elf waved, approaching the girl. - How are you doing? How do you like the festival?

The reason Linnea wasn't taking the initiative was very simple - events that might seem insignificant to someone else were full of romance for her. The problem was that she wasn't sure who to invite. She had some ideas about Imir, but his heart was clearly occupied by Parfynora, whom he followed around like a puppy even at the festival, so that candidate was clearly out. The others? They weren't particularly interesting, although she probably wouldn't refuse an offer from any of them. It would be fun, of course, to see Lyth's reaction if she asked him to dance, but there was no romance in that. So, she decided to just keep Ipheon company instead of dancing. Just talk.
- Well, how was your festival? - the Reimi girl asked, sitting down next to the young man.