Through a short detour, Cyn had made it back to the main chambers where the party had begun to kick into gear. She was content knowing her little side trip had gone unnoticed by the crowd. Of course, there was still the issue of her dress. Looking down at herself in the corner of the room, she was still covered in red. She couldn't walk back into the party looking like this. That wouldn't do at all! What would her beloved Eckhart think? That was was secretly some murderous psychopath? Well... He wouldn't be wrong. Finding a private spot, Cyn's black and white dress soon turned back to normal. As if she rewinded time on her clothing to before she had gotten involved in any... Psychopathic activities.
But that's when she saw him...
Standing on the upper balcony, looking over the railing to where he stood, conversing with an older gentlemen. But something was wrong, she could sense it. Frowning deeply when she saw him directing Eckhart to another woman. So this is what happened when she left him? He settled with a replacement? Sadness quickly turned to anger as her fingers gripped the railing tightly... Attracting the attention of a few others. She should've known! A handsome gentlemen like Eckhart couldn't be trusted to not attract other woman while she was away... With that thought in mind, Cyn simply turned down the stairs heading for the exit. Hoping Eckhart didn't have to see her in this state.
