Silas grabbed the wine glass from the servant and joined in the conversation between the nobles. He chose the older generation because the information he got from them was more fruitful.
Not all talks were about politics as things would become boring fast. So he added jokes and interesting facts about mages to the mix.
He had ordered Ice-pick to make friends with the younger generation. She could pick up a few rumors fast. She was better suited for this task.
Slowly, music became more grand and the light in the ceiling shone brightly like a sun.
He stepped back from the social network and looked at the dance. He rejected an offer of a few ladies and laid back.
He looked around searching for a certain succubus.
Roland noticed his intent and pointed at the dance party happening in the middle of the ballroom.
"Over there, sir."
"Miss Eira seems to be enjoying herself."
