When they had arrived and seated themselves for the meeting, with her free hand Giselle casually smoothed out the wrinkles in her dress. The skies were clear, and although still cold the dark haired woman was somewhat glad to be outside of the Manor on such an opportune day. Excitement shimmered in her eyes as the meeting began, the very first she'd attend in her pack - her family. Presently, she ventured a glance up into the man's emerald eyes and smiled, reaching over to brush a stray lock from his eyes. After all the brushing he had done to it, the least she could do was make sure he remained presentable.
The mahogany haired woman began to glance around at the small attendance, and began to wonder if the attack from the AniWayans had scared people away. The event frightened her in more ways than one, but Giselle could never abandon her family. Pale blue eyes fell upon Artemis, and Giselle waved casually towards her and gave a warm smile in greeting - an invitation to sit nearby, if she wished. Her head snapped back, however, as Savina's words began to flow, and Giselle listened intently, her ivory-tipped ears perked to their fullest atop her head. She spoke with a grace and fluidity all her own, and Giselle couldn't help but admire the Consul for that. The black woman seemed to speak about what was on every Dreamer's mind, and the pale princess silently nodded in agreement for each pause Savina made.
But it did not last long, for an unfamiliar face stood up and spoke passionately about Crimson Dreams. Though Giselle did not know the male, a small giggle escaped her lips from his speech, and could not help but speak her mind aloud. That was very lovely. The smile remained painted on her lips as did the one's on her mate, and at his affectionate gesture her loving eyes swept over his dark face. Giselle followed his line of gaze whenever it turned to face the man in the back, and the woman furrowed her eyebrows curiously. She did not recognize the man from anyplace either, but looked away quickly and stared forward. When Silvano's gaze became a bit prolonged, she nudged his side lightly and muttered under her breath. You know it's rude to stare.
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