The Lovers dance near Shada. “Welcome dear Shada! We have seen that you are having a good time here, dancing and dancing away the cold. Perhaps you could show us a dance of your own, or a friendly dance competition with us?” They smile sweetly while they spin.[/i]

Shada softly giggles at the Lovers' suggestion. "You honor me with your request," she says in a formal manner. "But I'm afraid I only know a few simple dances; my life has been too difficult to learn more than just a few simple dancing moves. I don't think I know anything that could be used in a display or competition."

Her eyes look over the crowd, and she instinctively seems to draw closer to the Lovers as her voice drops from its normal cheeriness and into a more worrisome tone. "Have you...have you seen Keyru around here?"

Alex Farr, called Waddles, approaches the estate. Such beauty is beyond his sight, and his eyes gaze in wonder at the welcoming establishment. As the door comes within reach, he extends an arm and enters the party. Seeing the elegance of such a gathering, he turns his body, ready to exit again and return wearing more formal attire. But then his eyes fall on the realization of food. All of his senses are immediately intensified as he feels his hunger and smells the great things awaiting. But he first turns his head left and right in disorientation... hoping to find the host or hosts and address them concerning his possibly unnacceptable wear.

“Keyru? We do not know the name. If they are here we have not met them, or we are bad hosts, haha.” The Lovers look about the room. “Shall we help you look for Keyru? We wish you not to worry so, not on the night of this party!”

____

“Greetings bold adventure!” The Lovers call out to Waddles. “Welcome, you must be weary from your wanderings. Come. Enjoy food and dance.” A hand extends in warm greeting to pat a shoulder. “Perhaps you will grant me a dance? Or spin us a story or song! Come and enjoy the night!”

____

The party if full (but far from overfilled, there is plenty more room) and lively. The sunlight dances on playing children and laughing adults. The ice wall break light into the prismatic colors that plays off of the clothes of commoner and aristocracy alike.

OCC: Sorry for my week long absence. The muse has not been playing her sweet song to me, so I have not written much than my school work.
Again, feel free to create what situations you want within the party.

Shada quickly blushes in embarrassment. "Oh, sorry, that's right. You probably wouldn't know him like that." She glances around again quickly, her shining eyes taking on a different sort of light, one of concern. "He normally goes by the name of Alpha. Have you seen him?"

Waddles smiles at the greeting from the Lovers.

"Thank you for the hospitality.. uh."
Waddles turns brightly red in the cheeks as he realizes his mistake.
"I'm terribly sorry, but I'm afraid I've forgotten a proper introduction. My name is Alex, but rare anyone even knows that anymore. You may call me Waddles, a friendly nickname, although slightly irrelevant to my birthname. And in the presence of whom do I have the pleasure of standing?" Waddles gestures to his hosts with another smile.

The Lovers frown slightly, “We have not seen him here, but we have seen him elsewhere. Is he in trouble, would we be of some assistance, or is this a private matter.” The Lovers mirror Shada’s concern in duality.

____

“It is a true pleasure in meeting you Waddles, three blessings of the goddess to you this happy day. We find that it is names given from those that know you in the act of living that are true names. We have heard of some of your early exploits here in Hyrule, and we are pleased to meet such an up and coming adventurer.”

Shada lets out a small sigh, but quickly covers it again with a smile. "No, I don't think he's in trouble, but...it just seems like he's just been very upset recently. It started right after we beat Zaboorak, so it just hasn't been making any sense. I guess I've just been a bit worried about him." As she lets out her concern, it seems that a true calm finally settles over her. She nods to the Lovers. "Well, if you do see him, could you come tell me? Thank you." She then returns to mingling with the crowd.

Blank is thoroughly weary. After a long period of absolute festivity, he regains his normal composure and approaches the Lovers.

An excellent party. But alas, the sun of spring shines and casts away the frosty confines of winter, and the festive activities can not last forever. Such is the nature of the world. Change is constant, but we will never forget the leisures you have shown us. Thanks again, Lovers, for the wonderful winter ball.

The Hylian waves goodbye to the rest of the guests and is lost from sight in the spring atmosphere.