[center][b]Lucius Alexandros Juran[/b][/center]

It was a big night and everyone had been hard at work since the moment the sun went down, making sure that everything was perfect for the Princess's exciting debut. With his black hair slicked back and looking excellent in his black tuxedo and blood-red shirt, Lucius had been in the atrium for hours, welcoming guests and making polite small talk with the aristocratic families as they passed on their way towards the ballroom. Many of the more realistic nobles, who realised that they wouldn't have a chance of marrying off a daughter to the future King, instead took the chance to introduce Lucius to their daughters, no doubt hoping he would take to one of them. None of the girls aroused Lucius' interest, but he made sure to remain polite and cordial with each and every one of them.

Finally a servant appeared at Lucius' side and quietly informed him that it was nearly time for the three siblings to make their entrance into the ballroom. He excused himself from the conversation he was having and headed towards the entrance hall where he was to meet his brother and sister. Matthieu was already waiting when he arrived and Lucius gave his Older Brother a nod of greeting. Not long after Viridiana arrived, with a small entourage of servants. As the Princess came into Lucius' view he couldn't help but stop and stare. He had always thought his Sister was beautiful, but he had never seen her like this before. He became aware of the fact that he was staring like a fool and managed to recover himself before anyone noticed. He turned towards the large double doors as the three of them were announced to the guests and, as Viridiana took her place between Matthieu and himself he unconsciously reached out to take her hand, stopping himself just in time.

Lucius stood up straight as the doors opened and, with his shoulders back and a polite smile on his face. It took every ounce of self control that he had to keep his attention on the guests and not turn to watch his sister. With their entrance complete, Lucius decided to grab a quick drink before subjecting himself to a few more hours of meaningless small talk. He slipped through the crowd of guests, offering polite refusals to each attempted interaction, until he reached the refreshments table and picked up a glass of wine. There was fresh blood on offer as well, but Lucius didn't really feel that kind of thirst at the moment. He took a sip from the wineglass and turned to look out over the ballroom, finding that his eyes inevitably came to rest on his beautiful Sister.