Aisha scans her surroundings with a composed and calculative gaze, standing near the railing as she looked down at the banquet gathering below.

Taking in the sight of several nobleman and politicians she already knew off, her attention would quickly be captured once she spots an unfamiliar face in the crowd.

After taking a few moments to plan her words, imagine the possible outcomes, and come up with theories as to who this individual was, Aisha does not hesitate to walk down the staircase from the second floor, and towards the individual with a warm welcoming smile.

"Pardon me, may I have a moment of your time?"