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[h1][color=f49ac2]Amaris Marivaldi[/color][/h1]
[sub]Mentions: [color=d42cf9]Shy Boi[/color] [@Achronum][/sub]
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“[color=d42cf9]Quite the mask you have there.[/color]” A soft voice drew the countess’ attention away from their wandering search, Amaris pausing her motion to turn and face its source. What she found was a youthful lad dressed in purple, his mask and tuxedo dotted with swirling designs that drew the eye further and further in. It was a gorgeous shade, and one especially bold for someone whose voice was so soft.

Amaris could see the slight flush in his cheeks but she couldn’t bring herself to label his courage false. His motions were somewhat stiff as though he had little opportunity to practice such intricate etiquette, but still he was willing to go for it and that had to count for something. She did, however, find herself wondering if the mage had known ahead of time that his selection was far from human.

“[color=d42cf9]May I uh, may I have the next dance, please?[/color]” He asked alongside his bow, the countess returning the kindest of smiles in response. While she had been on a mission to locate her own mage, who was she to deny a well deserved reward to such a sweet sounding boy?

“[color=f49ac2]You have quite a wonderful ensemble yourself, estraneo*.[/color]” She spoke softly in the hopes that it would ease some of the boy’s nerves, but she was quite nervous herself. Somehow, she had not considered the possibility of others seeking her out for an opportunity to dance. It was a nice feeling.

“[color=f49ac2]I would be delighted to share the next dance with you, thank you.[/color]” Her words were accompanied with a neutral, yet polite curtsy to match the boy’s bow.

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I do not speak the Italians… my character speaks the ‘Italians’… the closest I can provide is the internet translates. Pls forgive. T^T

*estraneo - stranger
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