[center][color=DAA520][h2][b]E L I A S  K O K I N O S[/b][/h2][/color][/center]
[center][sup][i]P R I N C E  o f  P Ó L E M O S[/i][/sup][/center]
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[color=lightgray][i]Sans tie; this is the actual length of his hair[/i][/color]
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[color=lightgray][i]Slight change: his hair is actually almost shoulder-length (see attire)[/i][/color][/hider][/center]
[center][sup][i]w i t h  a p p e a r a n c e  b y  [color=DDA0DD]D A F N I  K O K I N O S[/color] , [sub]P R I N C E S S  o f  P Ó L  E M O S[/sub][/i][/sup][/center]
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[color=lightgray][i]The shirt sits the way the leftmost version does[/i][/color]
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[color=DDA0DD][i]FC: Bianca Santos[/i][/color][/hider][/center]
[center][i]interacting with [@ayzrules][/i][/center]
[INDENT]The following morning Elias woke Dafni at dawn for a quick breakfast of oranges, chocolate, and coffee before hitting the palace gym. The two trained their bodies with weights and other exercises, then practiced sparring per his insistence. They returned to their rooms and showered, then dressed for brunch.

Elias decided against a chiton, and instead put on a turquoise blue three-piece suit but left off the tie and the top two buttons of his sky blue shirt undone. He left his bedroom to find Dafni dressed in black jeans, gold heels, and a rather lovely sheer black wrap-like top with gold trim. Her hair was down in casual twin braids behind her, a loose version of the hairstyle she’d sported that morning for training.

“Well don’t you look lovely?” Elias remarked, and Dafni beamed.

The two set out to the parlor the brunch would be held in and entered, Dafni all smiles and Elias his usual seriousness. However, as they both left the food tables with loaded plates and cups of juice and tea, Dafni started to gravitate towards a familiar blond. Elias simply nodded at him.

“Alejandro,” he said simply, then nodded at the princesses before starting to walk away.

“[i]But Elias, it’s Alejandro,[/i]” Dafni protested in Pólemesian.

“[i]Yes, and he will join us if he wishes to,[/i]” Elias replied, glancing at Alejandro. “[i]Right now he’s entertaining others. Now come sit.[/i]”

She nodded and joined him at a small table, where they set down their plates and cups and began to eat.[/INDENT]