Just as Evan had set his targets on one of the Counts, he sensed some presences approaching him from behind and turned to meet with a quartet of young noble ladies.
Leading them was a cat beast woman who gracefully approached Evan amidst the lively atmosphere of the evening party.
From the corner of his eyes, he could see that there were other little cliques of young nobles showing displeased reactions that this one had beat them to approaching Evan.
'Come to think of it, I had been so focused on the older nobles that I didn't talk much with anyone my age…'
It was a bit of an oversight on his part, so he decided to change things up and mix with younger nobles for the rest of the event.
His gaze returned to the young lady in front of him, the sleek obsidian fur on her ears and tail shimmering under the ambient lights of the Marquee.