It was amusing how Rosalinde could see Cyprian's expression change as he looked over the topic at hand. It was enough to bore anyone to tears. She was sure at least five of the council members would fall asleep during the meeting. Almost a guarantee. Her smile broadened as he placed down the parchment, and she reached out to spread her hands over it to keep it open.

Her attention went to the parchment briefly, reading over it as an overview until Cyprian caught her attention. Was he really asking her to meet with him alone? The thought made her heart flutter. He was charming, even if he seemed to ramble on... All he needed to do was ask to have a moment alone with her. Excuses weren't necessary. It was endearing though. Delicate fingers pushed locks of hair back behind her ear as he spoke and a small silent chuckle escaped her as he was interrupted by the High Councilor. For now, Cyprian's request would have to go unanswered.

Rosalinde took her seat, carefully pushing Cyprian's parchment back to him as she looked over her own. Though she found it incredibly boring, she listened and focused. It was, regardless of how insignificant it seemed, something that could lead to distress among the common citizen. Even so, the woman couldn't help but steal glances at the dracon beside her. How he carried himself, even in such a situation, she found charming.

Once the intermission started, Rosalinde stood from her seat and stretched, arms going above her head and fingers fanning up to the ceiling. She arched her back and once satisfied, relaxed back. Hearing the beginnings of her name, she tilted her head to look at Cyprian. Turning, she leaned against the edge of the table so that she could face him. "You may." She said, coy smile returning as she listened to him revise his request.

The setting sun in Omciria was always beautiful, especially when the sun reflected off of the water. It was one of her favorite things about this city. Her own homeland had been a landlocked area, surrounded by rich forest and spires of marble and stone. She had shared a home with elves, and it was rather obvious in how she held herself at times. "Yes, I believe that is a wonderful idea. I heard the ocean air does wonders to clear the mind." She gave a small laugh as she reached out, gently tracing fingertips across the dracon's forearm as she pushed off from the table, leaving her space to begin walking towards one of the nearest doors. She only made a few steps though, waiting for Cyprian to accompany her.