Unlike her sisters, Evras was not a very vivacious woman. Nethis was known for being cunning and intelligent, outstanding in the courts and seductive to boot. Thea, while just as quiet as Evras, had her own brand of silence, a mysterious aura surrounding her that Evras would never be able to achieve. Yet what her other sisters did not have, was the wide, striking eyes that appeared to stare deep into one's soul - and that was exactly what Nethis had hoped to use when she had approached Evras earlier that day.

"Tis a rare time for a travelling troupe of performers to visit us here in Colchis. And the royal family will be in audience. Go and find them."

Her sister had been obvious in her wishes - Nethis had failed in her ploy to gain the crown prince's eyes, and the eldest had decided to send the youngest out to see if Evras's natural beauty could help. The only thing Nethis forgot to account for, was Evras's dislike for crowds and how she did not have the natural eye for seduction, at least not the way Nethis did.

Following Thea's lead into the Agora where the markets have been closed to prepare for the performance that the performing troupe was going to do, it is of no surprise that most people in Colchis seemed to be in attendance. With people of all ages, the flat area which usually function as a marketplace was decked out in banners and streamers in the dying light of the day. Sconces were put up and lit to provide more embers as the sun returned to its resting spot, and the jovial atmosphere was palpable, a rare sight in a Colchian island.

Dressed in a ruby red silk chiton, the sensual color was one picked out by Nethis specifically for the younger Thanasi, but it served well in accentuating her pale skin and strikingly clear eyes, as they wandered the Agora in search of familiar faces. Her hair was left loose, with a small circlet braided to the top of her head and secured with pins. The chiton itself clung to her skin, with just enough to showcase the curves, yet loose enough to not be considered indecent. Next to Thea, Evras posed a striking figure indeed, especially with her naturally red lips that was slightly agape as she took in the din of the marketplace.

Making her way through the crowds of people to where stands had been set up, it was no surprise that Thea had slipped off, her being a patron of the arts, to perhaps see some of her familiars. Left to her own devices, Evras suddenly found herself at a loss, her eyes wandering to find a seat - when it settled on a familiar, striking figure.

Prince Zanon of Kotas, a man that needed no introduction. While Nethis had perhaps, imagined her going for the crown prince himself, the reputation of Prince Vangelis precedes him, and Evras had no wish to make an audience with someone others called a Stone Prince. But more then that, as her eyes settled on the second brother, Evras found herself unable to tear her eyes away, mildly frozen in time, hands gripping the front of her chiton, before sense came crashing back into her. From a distance, had their eyes met, Evras would instinctively do a small curtsy in respect, separated by the oceans of people as they were. No voice would carry, but that small gesture was one that was necessitated by his status in the hierarchy - that, and it was obvious Evras had been staring. For Zanon of Kotas cut a handsome figure in the crowds, and Evras was rightfully enchanted.