Where are those crest babies?

[sleepyscholar]

Linhardt has never been the sort to enjoy fancy banquets and balls hosted and populated by nobles. Certainly he has attended them before, considering the status of his own family, but he thought he would be free of this sort of thing during his time studying in Faerghus.

Apparently he underestimated his host's love of parties.

He's been staying at the Gautier estate as a guest during his studies. Naturally, he's invited to any events held there as a result.

Tonight is a fancy affair, most likely to celebrate the homecoming of their son, Sylvain, from his own studies. That's what Linhardt assumes, however... until he sees the amount of women being introduced to the poor guy throughout the evening. Yes, he seems to be handling it all very well, but there comes a point where the redhead's charm, which drew Linhardt's attention in the first place, seems to be wearing thin.

So, after thinking it over a bit, he decides to approach Sylvain and tap him on the shoulder. Maybe he can save him from all of the (apparently) unwanted attention for a bit.

"Excuse me. Do you have a moment?"