[hr][hr][h1][b][i][center][color=#DDA0DD]Antoinette McCarthy[/color][/center][/i][/b][/h1]
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[color=#DDA0DD][b]Location:[/b][/color] The Palace: New York City, New York.
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Antoinette shook her head at October, a smile still on her lips though. October was a bit of the eccentric one out of the bunch when it came to her fascination with death. And that was saying something. Carolina grabbed Antoinette’s hand, along with October’s and started leading them onto the dance floor. Antoinette gasped excitedly her eyes flashing and she skipped along happily. This would be much more enjoyable now!
Carolina still seemed interested in the royals though and whatever interested her, tended to interest Antoinette. They were best friends after all and best friends helped each other out. An idea popped into Antoinette’s head and she promptly stopped in the middle of the dance floor and other dancers, pulling Carolina back as well. 
[color=#DDA0DD]”We need something spectacular to get their attention. Who do you want to talk to most Lina? I can cast an illusion for them to see and that’ll make a real statement don’t you think?”[/color] Antoinette’s purple eye was already glowing a bit brighter at the wonderful idea of it. Where could she possible transfer the royals too with her illusion?