RAVIA

Entry 8: Dance with the Devil

"Say goodbye as we dance with the devil tonight."
- Breaking Benjamin, Dance with the Devil

"I give to you my daughter, Princess Ravia Fontaine Beaconium!"declared Lucifer.

Ravia, despite being nervous placed a bright smile upon her face. She took a step forward and felt herself wobble on her feet but Lucifer, held on to her making her balance , preventing her from falling down.

"Thanks," she muttered under her breath softly.

"Meh, that's no biggie. What are fathers for!?" He replied with a smirk. " Come on. Lets show them what you're made of."

For the most of the night, Ravia and Jonah barely spent any time talking as they were whisked around the room at every available second, sipping expensive bottles of champagne whilst being introduced to her "subjects" as well as the many acquaintances of her father. They were only given a break twenty minutes after talking to an elderly woman who apparently had a thing for her father who held no interest in her, ignored her advances the entire time. She only became disgruntled and walked when she realized that she was being ignored. Good riddance!

"So Ravia, you feel like dancing?" Asked Jonah. "I hope you do cause I gotta enjoy this party before the night ends girl. I didn't come here dressed up for nothing."

True to his words, Jonah was indeed dressed up for the occasion. He had slipped off his jacket earlier but he still looked dazzling. On his feet were a pair a black suede Italian men shoes and he was dressed in a pair of dress pants that were nearly pressed along with a white dress shirt with a silver vest and black tie. The first two buttons on the were open and the sleeves of the shirt were rolled up to his elbows. His blue hair was combed in a nice gentlemanly fashion. To put it simple, he was looking very elegant.

Ravia throw back her head and drained the glass of the last bits of champagne and handed it to one of the hired waiters. There weren't any servants around since Lucifer said it was special occasions and they could take part in the festivities.

They were playing classical music at the moment. Beethoven, Bach or Mozart only God knows who but Ravia wasn't going to dance to this kind of music. She needed something with energy. Something a little upbeat. She looked around the room in hopes of spotting her father and saw him talking to Sergei who was surprisingly also dressed up minus the shades of course. She grabbed Jonah's hand and pulled him along as she headed in his direction.

"Ravi boo where the heck we going?" Asked Jonah.

"I'm gonna get permission to get the party jumping.." She replied. It was her party and she had the right to enjoy herself.

"We need to get some more guards starting tomorrow--"Lucifer paused in his conversation when he saw Ravia. " What's wrong sweetheart? Is there a problem?"

Ravia smiled.

"Oh there's nothing wrong. Just wanted to ask if its going to be a problem to change the music cause we need something with more and we're not sure if the guests will fond it problematic..."

"Hehe..," chuckled Lucifer. He looked around the room. "Darling this party is for you and the people are your guests. You're allowed to do what you want cause its your day."