#Niamh002

[sahir-al-nahyan]

@niamhorourke​

After his conversation with Rebekah, his so called employer, Sahir decided to take a step back. More and more people were entering the room and he found it wise for a moment to simply observe. It was interesting to see that most seemed to be taking to their characters in good fun; more than he would have suspected. Then again, if you’d asked Sahir a few months ago if he’d be interested in such a thing he would have told you there was no way he’d have the time. 

Catching the eye of a familiar woman he had to swallow a hard lump. His conversation with Niamh had been weeks ago and brief at that. He’d never admit out loud that he’d been avoiding her, but.... It just never seemed like the right time. Sipping gingerly from a class of whiskey he took a deep breath before heading towards her. At least now he’d have the excuse of his character and the party. “You look gorgeous, but I don’t believe we’ve met before, Ms...?”

[crown-princeofegypt]

@niamhorourke

Amir had been enjoying his time at the party despite having not been to something like this in a couple of years. Mostly he'd been enjoying the outskirts of the party, staying somewhere where his back could be to a wall. It was a small comfort to know there weren't people standing behind him. As he kept an eye on the room though he couldn’t help noticing Niamh. She looked stunning and as the moments ticked by it was getting harder to not leave his post along the wall to speak with her.

Taking a sip of his champagne he caught her eye across the room as she turned. He grinned, finally pulling himself out of the gilded molding as he made his way across the room towards her. "You look stunning, my dear," he said softly, gently taking her hand kiss it as he bent into a slight bow. “Care to dance?”