[center]
[url=https://fontmeme.com/fonts/great-vibes-font/][img]https://fontmeme.com/permalink/240329/84481ce1e9322bbbd2ee69adc32fdfb6.png[/img][/url]
[img]https://i.imgur.com/vz3gTHR.png[/img]
[center]
[sub][url=https://i.imgur.com/6Qzbfnt.jpg][i][sub][color=9e5e6f] dress  ♖[/color][/sub][/i][/url][/sub][sub][url=https://i.imgur.com/lz8Q0Rx.jpg][i][sub][color=9e5e6f] crown  ♖[/color][/sub][/i][/url][/sub][sub][url=https://i.imgur.com/BBlkQ84.jpg][i][sub][color=9e5e6f] mask  ♖[/color][/sub][/i][/url][/sub]
[/center]
[sub][color=7F6B5D]D A M I E N   E S T A T E  |  E V E N I N G[/color][/sub]
[sub][color=gray]I n t e r a c t i o n s :
[@Lava Alckon][@CitrusArms]
M e n t i o n s :[/color][/sub]
[/center]
[center][img]https://i.imgur.com/CaVsNWr.png[/img][/center]

[indent][indent]
[color=gray]
The world spun in all sorts of fun and dizzying ways, and Zarai struggled to make sense of the words swirling around her, particularly those from the nice Blue lady. She didn’t even feel the hand that had slipped around her waist as she pouted when the bottle was snatched away from her. 

[color=93a477]“I like your funny words, lady!”[/color] Zarai giggled, suddenly aware of the comforting touch. [color=93a477]“What if we sneak outta here, hm? Play a game just the two of us?”[/color] 

Before Blue could respond, a glass of water appeared, and Zarai wasted no time in downing it, offering a slurred ‘thank you’ as she handed it back to the servant. 

'What time does the Angel's Trumpet bloom?’ The words floated around her, a puzzle she had no desire to solve in her current state. The man with the pretty hair seemed to speak in riddles, but Zarai dismissed it, knowing she would likely forget the encounter soon, especially after her unfortunate run-in with Lord Monet.

[color=93a477]“Departing so soon?”[/color] Zarai called out as a man bid their group farewell. Her attention returned to Blue, ready to suggest they continue their fun elsewhere, but her words were abruptly cut off by hands grabbing her shoulders and pulling her away.

[color=93a477]“Hey–!”[/color] She started to protest, ready to retaliate, until she recognized Sir Barrios in his plain silver mask. [color=93a477]“Oh, I know youuu!”[/color] Her recognition was delayed, thanks to the alcohol and the distraction of the mask, but she eventually identified him by the scar on his cheek.

[color=aa86ca]“My lady, it is time we depart. It is getting rather late; your mother will worry for you.”[/color] Sir Barrios bowed slightly, but his eyes conveyed his irritation, especially towards Blue. Zarai attempted to protest, but he simply excused himself, picked her up, and began their departure. 

[color=93a477]"Au Revoir! Arrivederci! Adios! Shall we meet again, my lovely players!"[/color]

He was ever so glad for these masks; they saved him the embarrassment of having Lady Zarai as his charge. Sir Barrios was already looking forward to a much-needed vacation after this year’s season. 








[/color][/indent][/indent]