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[h1][color=f49ac2]Amaris Marivaldi[/color][/h1]
[sub]Interacting with: [color=c0c0c0]Benjamin[/color] [@Bert Macklin], [color=ccff99]Eris[/color] [@Hero], [color=92278f]Victor[/color] [@ReusableSword], and [color=f7976a]Varis[/color] [@Achronum]
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The Countess nodded her head in understanding as Varis gave his response. Although she would have preferred not having to answer the question at all, Amaris knew she couldn’t just leave the Count without some sort of response. “[color=f49ac2]You shall have your response by end of night tomorrow.[/color]” She responded, falling back into silence as Varis began to change the topic once again. Before she had much of a chance to speak, the two Counts as well as Eris had chimed up with their own inputs on the matter. Communication was such a bothersome thing, why couldn’t she have just stayed home?

Heaving a quiet sigh, Amaris maintained her focus on Varis as he had been the first of the bunch to bring up the topic. “[color=f49ac2]You can be interested all you like, but certainly you aren’t surprised. I have only met the Count here once, so I’m not entirely sure what exactly I am meant to have faith in. It’s not as if that faith has been lost, it was simply never there in the first place.[/color]” Amaris noted before shifting her eyes in Victor’s direction. While there was always the possibility of information leaking out, after all Varis was so very good at sticking his nose where it was unwanted, she was still reluctant to let slip the deal she had struck with the Astorio. Instead she refocused her attention toward Eris and Benjamin.

“[color=f49ac2]Quite the opposite actually, Mister Samael. It was rather difficult not to notice the game of musical chairs taking place among the noble candidates so early on in the semester. That aside, his lack of attendance would not excuse the ignorance of an incident of this caliber. As a potential heir to his house and hopeful participant of Council business, it would not bode well for him to have no knowledge of an attack that prompted a televised statement from Her Royal Majesty. My sentiment was not one of suspicion. It was a stark reminder of the consequences of blind acceptance. Which is why,[/color]” She continued, shifting her address from Eris to Benjamin.

“[color=f49ac2]I don’t particularly believe in first impressions like that. There is an expectation for that first encounter to be a positive experience, so much so that people often throw their true selves by the wayside. They twist the truth and pander to their audience in the hopes of striking just the right chords. I suppose the fault there lies with me, though, for allowing your first impression to have any impact at all. For that, I apologize. But really, would it kill you to use her name at the very least? Lilie is a very kind and considerate girl and she doesn’t deserve to have every unique piece of her nipped and tucked away for your political convenience. Cassandra would be rolling in her grave if she knew that I let you speak this way about her friend without having something to say about it myself.[/color]” The Countess' gaze had grown cold and rather sharp despite how much control she kept over her overall composure. It had taken more than she cared to admit to prevent herself from slamming her palms down on the table before her but it would not be enough to hide the sorrow-filled disappointment she felt from the Count.