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[h1][color=f49ac2]Amaris Marivaldi[/color][/h1]
[sub]Interacting with: [color=f7976a]Varis[/color] [@Achronum]
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Amaris’ expression flashed briefly with annoyance as she cast her gaze to Varis. The cocky menace just couldn’t be satisfied with his personal victories, whatever his convoluted plan might have been. Instead, he had to drag on an increasingly pointless situation and by offering up others to ‘entertain’ his own guests. What sort of a skewed perspective considered [i]this[/i] mingling? It felt closer to an open forum or round table than it did any kind of party, even by socialite standards. There was little use wasting energy in resisting, she would simply have to continue enduring for as long as she could. Still, it was difficult to keep from shifting her weight restlessly in her seat.

[i][color=f49ac2]I wonder what sorts of things intrigue an Eve. Which way would you have us go, assuming Varis decides to behave himself for a little while.[/color][/i] She mused to herself, returning her gaze to the Count expectantly. More so, who would his focus be? Eris was the odd one out in the way of titles, Victor had done the smart thing and kept as much to himself as possible, and... well, she had all but painted a target on herself for having a go at him over his mage. Maybe she would find herself off the hook from the conversation for being so disagreeable.