[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.
[color=#DDA0DD][b]Skills:[/b][/color] Enhanced Intuition[/center][hr][hr]

Antoinette followed along with her friends before she breathed a sigh of relief. 
[color=#DDA0DD]”I think Prince Flynn is right, nothing else is going to happen. I have a good feeling about that.”[/color] She beamed at her friends as her blue eye faded to its normal colour once again. She kept a hold of Carolina as they followed the Prince to the medical room. Antoinette wasn’t completely sure she would be of much help. She didn’t have much experience with bullet wounds and they didn’t look like something one should mess with if they didn’t know what they were doing. She was very grateful that they had October. 
The further away from the ballroom they got, the more relaxed Antoinette became. She didn’t much like conflict or any room with unease in it. She didn’t handle it well. Her intuition didn’t help with that normally but today it was helping to keep her calm. Nothing else would go awry, so that meant the Queen would survive as well. Thank goodness for that.