A sliver of jealousy had embedded itself in the heart of the young elf though, as she wondered if Alice Nightingale would be everything that people said she was... If she was that pretty and had a voice that was so melodious that she had solos in almost every show... would Keryth fall for her and forget all about the Elroth? She wrung her hands and nervously chewed her lips till impatience gnawed at the elf and made her feel raw inside.
'I can't wait! I'm going inside to get a glimpse of how they prepare for a big show like this...' she said softly, turning towards her dark-haired friend. She didn't really want him to tag along, Zyra just wanted to gauge Alice's beauty for herself... But she had a sinking feeling that he would. She just swallowed the growing lump of insecurity in her throat, and began walking towards the theater.