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Masquerade
Forum-Index → Roleplay → MasqueradeFollowing the other's approximate line of vision, Yahui raised an eyebrow but acknowledged that it would probably be a bad look if they weren't mingling among other gentry members. Public image, after all, was highly fickle and had to be strictly managed. Thankfully, his own image as a political schemer always worked to get him out of the obligatory dances and here he would use it to his favor. "And I bid you farewell as well. As much as I enjoy your company, I'm afraid I must move on. There's a senator I think I spot who has been quite staunchly against my policies this past quarter so this might be the opportunity needed to finally sway her. My, did anyone get the memo that this was a Masquerade? That mask barely does anything to hid her face." Sighing at the audaciousness of some people (says the idiot who hasn't even covered up half his face) he bowed and left to make his way over to his next
Heiress Emika gazed about the ballroom as she spoke with the fellow noble...
Lady Eris was surprised when someone approached. She had been spotted? Yes, she had been. The man was addressing her. She gazed at him for a few moments before accepting the outstretched hand he offered her. With a shy smile, she nodded.
When they finally got there after a few steps,he stood in front of her.,still holding her hand. She hadn't spoken a single word. "Ahh- I'm sorry if I was too forward." From the looks of it,she didn't mind. Eltnam assumed if she didn't want to dance she wouldn't have accepted his offer in the first place,though her silence worriedh im a bit. "Now,is there any dance you prefer?" Truth be told,he wasn't that good of a dancer,he knew the steps of some dances, because as a noble it was somewhat mandatory, and had a good sense of rhythm but there weren't many times he actually danced outside of lessons and maybe one or two occasions. That also allowed for the elegant lady to feel more comfortable with a dance of her choice. It'd be way too one-sided if Eltnam was deciding everything.
"Indeed." Lady Emika said to Marquess Apate. Her attention was drawn away from the marquess when another approached. Hearing her name being called out so casually was a little disconcerting, but she pushed it down. She put on a smile. "All good things, I hope?" She replied to the fellow noble, another Lady.
Lady Eris smiled shyly. She had the choice? Interesting... "Perhaps a simple Waltz will do." she said. "I am unsure about you, but anything else seems a bit inappropriate for now."
Meanwhile, Apate bows to Emika before leaving her side, going instead to Alastair. “What’s on your mind, brooding stranger?” She asks, ensuring he had his personal space, yet making it so her presence couldn’t be ignored, and her voice could be heard.
It took an embarrassingly awkward time for Mara to even notice than anyone was talking to them, tapping into someone else's eyes out of sheer boredom and annoyance at their brother's antics that they even noticed the Princess herself. Mara was going to actually die and they hastily bowed with due reverence any servant would give and even more for their rudeness. "Ah, Your Grace a thousand apologies for this lowly one's ignorance and brazen rudeness," They stammered out, voice hoarse and straining from disuse. "But I'm afraid you misunderstand, I am nothing more than Master Marquess Yahui's personal servant. As honored as I am to be wrongly named as The Young Master Marquess, to insinuate so would be..." Trailing off, Mara winced as if the implications were too much to speak of in the presence of such fair company. The Malakos march never did look fondly upon the second twin
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(Yahui?)
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(That's your own mother you're talking about, dear sibling mine)
That was it, Mara was going to murder their twin in cold blood the moment they reunited. Mark their words, Yahui's body was going to be found in some backwater alley and no one would be able to figure out his cause of death. Gulping, Mara only bowed even deeper to Kai. "I'm sorry, Your Grace. No matter what you think, I am still a servant. To see a Princess engage in such an activity with someone no better than the lint on her overcoat will not bode well with you. Please, excuse me." Stealing the sight of the Princess herself for the barest moment, Mara used it to map their escape before blending into the rest of the crowd and with the bustling servant's that weaved in between the many many guests
"I find it hard to believe that men, well, people," he corrected as he initiated the dance,slowly leading ",are repulsed by one such as yourself." He was well aware that he had only drank one glass. The lady in front of him was proper and gentle,meaning he wasn't being delusional from the alcohol. As he somewhat skillfully stepping and turning,he noticed Yahui was also dancing and with a lady who seemed to lead...a bit differently than Eltnam was used to seeing. Even though they only had a somewhat superficial conversation,he was pleased that Yahui was enjoying himself as well since he didn't think Yahui would accept to dance. His attention then refocused on Eris,the lady she was a breath away from,looking at her in hopes of engraving this occasion in his mind.
Annee had no allies in the court. Everyone forgot about Austet, even though it made up nearly a quarter of the empire's revenue. She was rarely invited places, and barely even knew her contemporaries. She wondered who would approach her; at an event like this, one could never get a moment of peace and quiet. Whoever it was, she hoped that they wouldn't be terribly boring. Economic and political matters of the state were interesting enough when presented in the right light, but what she wouldn't give for someone with a brain cell.
She watched the courtesans flirt idiotically. No one was here for love. She wished the royal family would just get on with the proceedings. Mindless drivel was not her cup of tea. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw a somewhat familiar face: Prince Lysander.
Everyone had heard of him; the rumors surrounding him made sure of that. But most curiously, the Prince of House Velerii seemed to be doing the same as her. Observing. Intelligently enough, at that.
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