And if anyone noticed the glamour, Momoko would totally admit she was armed; she was the eldest of a 'warrior clan' after all.
(Her dad would probably be proud she was finally claiming their samurai heritage... though not so much the why she was doing it.)
"My regrets, my lord." She turned to Jaime: "Off to pay my respects as a diplomat; come save me from the politics when the dancing starts?" Momoko gave him a reassuring smile in answer to his slightly off chuckle and eyeroll, then bowed her head briefly in his direction... to hide the kiss she blew him... before stepping to Leda's side.
"Your Majesty," Momoko gathered her skirts, and in her most haughty voice... "Let's go schmooze!"
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(Her dad would probably be proud she was finally claiming their samurai heritage... though not so much the why she was doing it.)
"My regrets, my lord." She turned to Jaime: "Off to pay my respects as a diplomat; come save me from the politics when the dancing starts?" Momoko gave him a reassuring smile in answer to his slightly off chuckle and eyeroll, then bowed her head briefly in his direction... to hide the kiss she blew him... before stepping to Leda's side.
"Your Majesty," Momoko gathered her skirts, and in her most haughty voice... "Let's go schmooze!"