"Why, thank you!" said Sidon, beaming down (and down. and down) at Margo with a pleased, proud grin. "I must say, yours is quite spectacular as well! Although I'm afraid that, despite the artisan's best efforts, I don't believe such a mask, as exquisite as it may be, will do much to help me blend in with the crowd!"

The grin brightened with the sheer glee that could come from telling such a clearly wonderful joke.

"I am Sidon, by the way!" he added, far too eager to get to an introduction when one could be had, as he was quite certain he had not met this lovely young woman before. "The Zora Prince! Am I to assume you are one of the hosts of this magnificent soiree?"