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	As the last guest entered the domain, the door was pulled shut by Cassius. One could hear the sound of a lock clicking into place from the outside. A single toe click by the butler sounded on the marble flooring as he crossed a leg behind him and then turned one hundred and eighty degrees. His gloved hands resting on the brass handles of the doors behind him. He turned them and sharply pushed the doors open. Standing there on the other side of the door was a single man. He stood a tad under six feet in height and of average weight, dark hair and dark eyes, tightly groomed facial hair, and a rather displeased expression on his Wintering features. He was dressed pristine in his black clothing with ornate crimson trims. It was rare to see fabrics that didn't look worn in the slightest, even within the royal family. His looked perhaps as if was the first day the cloth had even been woven. 

	Stepping forward and to just beneath the center frame of the double doors his eyes moved from one person to the next until he had looked directly at each masked figure before him. His hand went out sharply and in the black gloved palm, the butler placed the invitations that were collected at the gate. His eyes glanced down at them and then back up. The man had a strong presence about him as he stood perfectly still for a moment before letting the invitations fall from his hand. "You were [b][i]not invited.[/i][/b]" His voice was as equally strong when he spoke. Firm, definitive, final. He let the words soak in for a moment before he continued. 

	"I wondered if anyone would attempt to attend that did not receive the proper invitation when I received a similarly scribbed noticed, left attached to the front gate three days prior. Many thoughts went through my mind. Who could have sent the message. Was this a ruse to gain entry. Should I allow entry into my home and sanctum. Should I simply have anyone attempting to enter without my personal invite shot and fed to my dogs. The last I am still debating. I could ask if any among you would venture to execute such a feat but I wouldn't trust a single word of it. So, for now, you have been granted entry in my hopes that I will weed out the culprit and bring them to a swift and fitting end. You will leave when [i][b]I[/b][/i] allow it. Not a moment before, unless death claims you. Have I made myself perfectly clear?"