[right][h3][b][i][color=9F1946]Debutante Blush[/color][/i][/b][/h3][color=9F1946]≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎[/color]
[color=9F1946][i][b]Location:[/b][/i][/color] State Dining Room
[color=9F1946][i][b]Skills:[/b][/i][/color] N/A
[color=9F1946][i][b]Hit Points:[/b][/i][/color] 4
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Blush merely shook her head. How could anyone be this daft? [color=9F1946]”I would argue, petal, that we were not the intended targets. If it was poison that just offed our host, then it would make sense that it was only his food or drink that was laced. If he was not poisoned, then it was through some other means. But then that only drives my point forward. This was not an accident. It happened suddenly. This was intended and the sooner those in the room realize this, the better.”[/color] She glanced at the weeping girl, aware that she was going through a lot of emotions at the moment. She knew she sounded jaded, but the lord HAD intended to unmask her identity through force. Plus, she had no sympathy for him anyway. After all, she knew why she was here. The same as the others.

The woman who had stabbed herself in the leg (or whatever happened) seemed to be taken care of as she sat back down in her seat, more aware now of the number of people in the room. What sounded like a doctor was here to examine the body and she worried that it would be dreadfully easy to hide any sort of misdeeds if one had access to the corpse. She kept her opinion to herself though. After all, she was the only one she trusted in the room and she would not let what happened to the lord happen to her.