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[sub] ♡ [b]Location:[/b] The Island (room and meeting hall) ♡ 
♡ [b]Interacting with:[/b] [@Tootsiepop][@GhostMami][@Hoekage][@QueenNugget] ♡ [/sub]
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Irene woke up, her own silky straight hair knotted within her fist.  Slowly untangling her legs from the constrictive duvet she swung herself out of bed and stretched, yawning in the sunlight that filtered in the semi opaque thin curtains.  Turning back to the bed and fluffing out the pillows, she straightened out the duvet and sighed before her stomach rumbled in hunger.  Irene chuckled at herself.  She'd need a proper breakfast but she was too tired to go downstairs, opting instead to call for room service and shuffling over to the phone on the bedside table to do so, rubbing her face with her other hand as she dialled the front counter.

[b][color=mistyrose]"Hello? Oh hi! Good morning...I'd like to order in room service...Yes, I'm calling from room 320...I'd like to order some pancakes please and a fruit salad?...Would you also mind bringing me an insubordinate amount of maple syrup?...You would? Thank you so much!  Goodbye!"[/color][/b] Irene hung up on the phone and went to the bathroom, quickly hopping into the icy cold shower and freshening herself up as she waited for the food to arrive.  When it finally did she gave a small hurrah, wrapped in the hotel's comfy bathrobe before tucking into the fantastically fluffy pancakes which she doused in piles of syrup, occasionally dropping a fruit into the puddle of sugar she'd made on her plate.  As she finished up with breakfast she went to apply makeup, a slick of pink lipstick finishing her look before she pulled on a simple but sweet white gown and diamond earrings.  She straightened out her hair as she called her parents.


[color=white]"Hello?[/color] The voice of her dad reached her ears and Irene smiled widely.

[b][color=mistyrose]"Hi daddy! I was just going to tell you that I'll be entering the meeting soon."[/color][/b]

[color=white]"Ah, of course! I almost forgot!"[/color] Her dad laughed on the other line and Irene had to smile at the warmness of it, she'd missed it.  Though of course, she knew what he said were all lies.  He wouldn't forget.  He had sent her instead of him and her mom, seemingly mysterious in the way he'd gone about it.  It had seemed important so Irene hadn't wanted to go but at the insistence of her lovely parents she'd packed up her bags and gotten on the plan to this heavenly paradise, quite unaware of what was heading for her. 

[b][color=mistyrose]"Well, I guess that's all.  I hope you and mom are doing well! As soon as I land back in New York I'll head over, okay?"[/color][/b]

[color=white]"Of course darling, we love you too."[/color] Her dad spoke softly and the phone clicked off as Irene gathered up her handbag and quickly exited her room, too excited to wait.

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Irene took a seat at the nearest table and raised her glass of water to her lips as she listened to the vampires speak, giving a tiny giggle at the entertainment that the boys had provided in arriving late and unruly.  Also, gosh, did Kasania look beautiful.  Irene wished she could look that regal and confident one day.  Finally, the king started his speech and Irene leaned back in her chair to listen, all a bit in awe of what was going on.

As he went on, Irene started to fiddle with the pearl bracelet on her wrist.  She was screwed, to put it lightly.  Her whole life had been supported by her parents, she'd never really had to do anything and she also didn't have to step a foot into much of the vampire world.  Unlike the other purebloods she'd been almost a complete unknown.  Merely a name but not much of a face or story to attach it to.  She'd heard people talking about her before but all they'd said was that she was a secretive person and apparently a great dancer, they hadn't known that she was removed from much of the vampire world because on some level she feared their evil.  Some of them, you could just feel it radiating from.  Like [i]him[/i], she glanced over to Emiliano quickly before she averted her eyes. There was no way that Irene could ever find an alliance or make a house of her own.  She was simply too weak to do so.  But she did have her ideals in mind and she did want those to be enacted.  With her as the lead, well she wasn't too sure about that yet, but for now it seemed like she had to do at least something.

She heard the chair scraping from a table next to her and saw a girl get up, walking on over to the group of boys and Kasania who had entered earlier, and feeling somewhat not like herself she also followed her over to the group.  She knew them of course, from past appearances and quick onceovers she'd done whenever she was in their presence on behalf of her parents but she was pretty sure that they may not recognise her.  However, she had a feeling that in a few minutes they were about to know exactly who Irene Artois was.  

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