Event Private A Breath of Fresh Festival Air

Felen wasn't prone to interfering too much in Ms. Del Bosque's personal life. But given the events of the last little while, and the deleterious effects they had brought forth in his employer he knew something needed to be done. He wasn't even sure if Zoraida had paid attention enough to focus on the annual Lilac Festival but Felen sure had. What could he say? He liked music. And a little fresh air would do her some good.

It had taken a fair bit of work to convince Ms. Del Bosque to attend the Festival. With or without him, but Felen had been certain she would need his support at the very least. A calm assistant or a protective bodyguard- either way.

"Ms. Del Bosque, are you ready to depart for the Festival?" His smooth elven voice carried through the locked door, though he had no doubt she heard him. A polite two steps back to wait was the norm and Felen had no reason to change that up yet. He, himself was dressed up slightly for the occasion. Opting to wear a very nice set of white and royal blue robes of elven make. Trimmed in silver along the edges and the wide collar. Tucked inside of course were his firearm and dagger, though his sword was worn at the hip in a polished and silvered scabbard. In short, he was making the most of the occasion.

@Zora

((gotcha, I tried to leave it as vague as I could))

Felen waited a moment and then stepped inside, closing the door behind himself. His eyes quickly took in her condition and the location of her various accessories. Not ready. Perhaps she had started to get ready and then lost motivation or resolve. Honestly, not terribly unexpected given what had happened.

He stepped forward a little closer and nodded his head in respect to his employer. "You look exhausted. Still not sleeping well enough ma'am?" He'd moved to stand with his hands clasped behind his back. Almost at a relaxed form of attention. Making it clear he had no intention of leaving the room on such a half-order. A suggestion, that he felt was likely more of an attempt at hiding herself than it was ensuring Felen enjoyed himself.

"Ms. Del Bosque, you know I cannot force you to go. Would not aspire to attempt such a gamble. But I will not leave you like this. If you are not feeling up to going to the Festival I shall keep you company here." His words were like bright colored silk in the gloom. Soft and smooth and yet quite clear. As if his words danced off his tongue rather than just being expelled from it. Elves. But it wasn't insincere or an attempt to manipulate her. By now she likely knew him well enough to know he would indeed spend the entire Festival indoors ensuring her safety, and attempting to help her find comfort, if that was required.

Felen nodded. It had been kind of a pointless question to ask. He had spend many nights being roused to respond to her terror or restlessness. He even had taken to leaving his familiar just outside her door so Polgid could alert him if she needed him and he wasn't near enough to hear. At least he required far less sleep than a human so his own condition hadn't deteriorated.

He nodded along as she reasoned aloud, clearly trying to convince herself to go. Like someone trying to convince themself to get out of bed in the morning after a rough night. "She did seem quite enthused about performing. You said yourself that it is not a common thing for her." Reasoning based on her family was the appropriate move. He didn't like to argue based on how he might really enjoy going to the Festival, even if it was true. This was about Ms. Del Bosque and what she needed.

Felen let a bit of a smile creep into the corner of his mouth as he noted her attention shift to looking out the window. She wasn't going to refuse to go after all. He seized the opportunity to stoop down and retrieve her shoes. Approaching her and holding them out towards her using his normal elven hand. Offering to actually put them on her feet seemed just a tad too much.

"Of course. We need only stay a short time and I can return you nearly instantly to here if you need it. I'll be at your side the entire time, if you wish." Like a resolute barrier against trouble or a column of support. Felen was prepared to escort her however she needed.

Felen merely nodded as she took the shoes and then waited for her to get herself situated. Apparently the hat was not going to be employed today and Felen made a mental note that she might feel slightly more exposed without it. Something to keep in mind.

"Very well, let me just prepare the room first," he replied as he began moving about the room to turn off all but one smaller light and pull the blinds closed. The more shadows in the room the easier it would be to return in a hurry. With the completely dark bathroom being the last resort- he preferred not to intrude that far into his employer's privacy if he could help it.

It was only a minute or two wait, as Felen was somewhat adept at taking these measures. While he worked he opened the door and instructed Polgid to enter the room. Having them stand guard by a pool of shadows wold be very helpful if they were needed. After that though Felen strode back over to Zoraida. "Ma'am, if you wouldn't mind taking my hand for a few moments?"

He reached his normal left hand out for her to take and his demon clawed hand extended just a little bit into a shadowy bit of the room nearby. To be honest Felen wasn't sure how Zora felt about the shadow striding but limiting her public exposure, at least at first, seemed prudent.

Once her hand was firmly clasped in his he pulled her with him through the shadows. For a moment their bodies seemed to almost be made of air. Or darkness itself, as the darkened hotel room around them disappeared and was replaced by complete blackness. And then they found themselves in a back alley fairly close to where the concert was being held at the Festival. There would still be some walking to get there but far less than traveling from the hotel itself. Scouting out the area the night prior seemed to have paid off well so far.

"Would you like to head straight to the concert or perhaps peruse some of the food and beverage vendors?" Felen asked once he was sure the travel hadn't had any unforeseen effects on Zora.

Felen had widened his stance and bent at the knees a bit so he could help steady Zora as she returned to corporeality. His demon hand ready to be cast out for further support if need be. But of course she only needed the moment to catch her breath and clear her head. He realized it might have been a good thing that she hadn't eaten too much before traveling like that.

If he had been bothered by her wrapping around his arm for support suddenly he didn't show it in the way he was standing or in his face. His expression was kind, but slightly taught, in the way it always got when he was out in public with her. On the job, as it were. Alert and professional, though he did let a faint smile creep in when she mentioned getting something to eat.

"No Ma'am I have not, to my knowledge, tried that kind of cake." He answered as he took a moment to ensure his attire, and the weapons and items concealed within, was all in place before gesturing for Zora to walk with him towards the more well-lit street and the Festival itself.

"If that is what I am smelling I would expect they are very delicious." Just because he didn't need to eat a whole lot didn't mean he didn't appreciate a treat here and there. "I think that would be a great start."

He didn't stray too far from her, remaining within a few feet at her side as they made their way into the light crowd at the outskirts of the Festival.