And like clock work, Blaith was scouting for his twin sister, and once he found her he began to approach. Gasping, Katahnia threw herself at Blaith and clung to his arm.
"N-no! Blaith! Shh! Come here!" she said, and guided him over to the group of eeves droppers who have been studying the pair ever since they struck out onto the balcony alone.
"Kat.. what is the meaning of this?" Blaith asked in good humor, giving her an inquisitive smile.
"Shh, shh!" Kat said, pressing a finger to her lips.
Tinstall rolled his eyes went Blaith looked his way. "Oh, the women are just making a fuss since Duke Shanely has the hots for your sister."
Blaith's face fell. "What?"
Kat gave Tinstall a sharp elbow to his ribs.
"Tinstall!" and she turned to Blaith, clinging to his arm to prevent him from strolling on over there. "Come on, do let them have their privacy! Your sister rarely gets out."
"Yes, and there's a reason for that!" he snapped, and Kat drew back, actually fearful of her cousin's tone, and simply watched as Blaith left them and approached the pair.
"Man.. that was scarey," Tinstall muttered. "He's really defensive of his sister."
"Overprotective is more like it," Kat said, a soft frown upon her face as she sighed.
As the music began to change, Kella's ears perked up towards it.
"Oh, it seems another dance is about to start-"
"Kella! There you are!"
And she whirled around, gasping whens he saw her brother.
"Oh, Blaith!" she felt her cheeks heat.
"I was hoping you and I could share in another dance. It would do you no good to stand here becoming a lame duck. Come on, let's show all the others that the Harmond's know how to dance."
"Oh, but I-" Kella began, but hte turned to Lord Shanley, her blue eyes wavering. "Do you mind if we dance? Perhaps then you and I can catch another song before the night is over?"