Today was the day when Cahaya with  Quinton, she was  of course bit nervous especially when she read that he wanted to meet in public. However, she took the time to make sure she made a effort, she found a beautiful dress that both colour and shape flattered her and her features alike, making her olive skin glow even more. It was tight fitting, hugging all of her curves in all the right places.

She  made her way to the meeting point where she was told to meet him, looking around she noticed a tall man who she guess is him from what she been told about him from other people. He was indead attractive, also there was a part of him that seam mysterious and intriguing. She walked over to him her posture straight and confident, when she reached him she give him a curtsy. "lord Featherton, it is a pleasure. Lady Cahaya Sinaga." Her brown eyes looked up to his eyesand she looked into them.

"They are right when they say about you, tall and handsome."

Quinton turned to the girl when she greeted him, taking note of the girl’s appearance. He put a charming smile on his face, “Lady Sinaga,” he bowed, “A pleasure. Lady Whistlebottom spoke very highly of you,” Lady Sinaga seemed to be keen on starting the outing out with a little flirtation, and if Quinton were completely himself, perhaps he would have taken advantage of such brazenness. However, it took a while for someone to recover from their mind being raked over the coals, even if that mind did not feel emotions like everyone else. As it was, he allowed an amused chuckle, “And you are quite lovely yourself,” was all he said before he gestured to the path ahead of them, “Shall we take a turn about town as we converse, my lady?”

Cahaya was flattered that Winnifred spook highly about her. It made her relax a bit cause this is definitely not the sort of thing she would normally do. Meeting somebody who could possible be a contender for match is risky. She is seeing this a possible opportunity to improve herself, this is more then just love. this was business for her.

"I am truly am flatterd, My lord." Smiling softly at the man in front of her. When he guestered to the path in front of them and ask if she want to go on a walk as they talked she nodded. "That sounds lovely."

Quinton would hold his elbow out for her to hold onto, and would wait for her to grab it—or not—before he began to walk in a random direction, “Tell me something of yourself, My Lady. What in this world brings you the most pleasure?”