[Things had changed, there was no doubt about that - but not dramatically enough that they were out in the open about their relationship. Times were still delicate, and with Amestris' alliances being carefully built up over the last few weeks, Roy didn't think it would be appropriate for them to make their news public.
Not yet. As someone who had their eyes on the top spot - any change in his circumstance, especially a change like this, would be hot news. Sometimes he wondered if it was worth it, but those thoughts usually only came after a long meeting with diplomats from other countries when complications had arisen and his name had been used like it was mud. It happened rarely, but every time he only needed to return to his desk, be offered a coffee and have the chance to look up into those eyes.
Riza had won him over a long time ago. That would never change, and he vowed he would make this work.
Tonight had been one of many gatherings that he'd struggled with, but shortly after Riza had taken to one of the balconies he'd seen the chance.
Following her had been no mean feat, and whilst on the stairs his plans had almost been foiled completely by the archduke of one of the lower countries. Pleasantries were exchanged, and he'd managed to duck his way out of a long conversation about banana exports with a fumbled complaint about the lack of toilets on the lower floor. Whether it was the case or not, he didn't mind - bowed to the man and climbed the rest of the stairs.
His hunt for Riza lasted only a few minutes, and quietly he crept up behind her, reaching out his hand perhaps a little too hastily to grab the railing just to her right hand side, peering in over her shoulder.]
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Not yet. As someone who had their eyes on the top spot - any change in his circumstance, especially a change like this, would be hot news. Sometimes he wondered if it was worth it, but those thoughts usually only came after a long meeting with diplomats from other countries when complications had arisen and his name had been used like it was mud. It happened rarely, but every time he only needed to return to his desk, be offered a coffee and have the chance to look up into those eyes.
Riza had won him over a long time ago. That would never change, and he vowed he would make this work.
Tonight had been one of many gatherings that he'd struggled with, but shortly after Riza had taken to one of the balconies he'd seen the chance.
Following her had been no mean feat, and whilst on the stairs his plans had almost been foiled completely by the archduke of one of the lower countries. Pleasantries were exchanged, and he'd managed to duck his way out of a long conversation about banana exports with a fumbled complaint about the lack of toilets on the lower floor. Whether it was the case or not, he didn't mind - bowed to the man and climbed the rest of the stairs.
His hunt for Riza lasted only a few minutes, and quietly he crept up behind her, reaching out his hand perhaps a little too hastily to grab the railing just to her right hand side, peering in over her shoulder.]
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