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[color=FireBrick][b]Location:[/b] Caesonia Castle
[b]Interactions:[/b] Ballroom - Balcony
[b]Mentions:[/b] @ReusableSword Roman Ravenwood
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Violet flipped the page in her book as she continued to ignore the antics around her. Her book pulled her in, telling the tale of a knight and his conquering of kingdoms and the heart of his love. She always found these sorts of stories very unrealistic, love was always portrayed as blissful, easy, and sweet. In reality, she knew it was messy, unpredictable, and raw. She preferred it that way, life was messy and so was love. If anything could attest to that it would be her parent's relationship. 

Flipping another page she noticed someone approaching her. The large footsteps, which sounded a bit apprehensive, strode over to her. A deep voice spoke, and it took her a moment to realize that he was speaking to her. 

Looking around for another person who may have snuck their way in her small little corner she looked up at the man from her book with her silver eyes scanning him. She offered him a friendly smile[color=FireBrick] " I am sorry, I wasn't sure if you were speaking to me "[/color] she closed her book, keeping it tucked into her lap. She watched as he scanned her appearance, his natural curiosity looking at her scars as she shifted in her seat uncomfortably. 

She was about to reply to the man when the hall irrupted into chaos. She watched the chaos with confusion as it pulled her attention from the man for the moment, making her uncomfortable as voices began to rise. She watched as people began to fall, tripping over each other followed by the Sultan and his companion. Shocked, Violet stood up on her feet as she looked over at the man. Taking her shot as an excuse to leave the chaos, she leaned into him [color=FireBrick]" How about we continue this conversation on the balcony " [/color]she said gesturing to the two large double doors, that lead out to the balcony. 

Assuming he follows, she heads towards the door slipping out onto the balcony. Holding the door for the man she took a step towards the railing as the commotion and sounds of loud voices began to settle. Taking a deep breath of the fresh night air she looked over at him. 
[color=FireBrick]" You must have been staring at my bodice for a while to notice them,"[/color] she said offering a playful tease to lighten the mood between the awkward conversation. "[color=FireBrick]They're my favorite bird, not sure why but I've always been so drawn to them. They're regal and beautiful. So many different cultures and beliefs have the raven baked into their symbolism and culture. They can signify both Death and Birth, but can also mean transformation and senses of wisdom. Their just ..amazing. "[/color] she paused as she looked over at the man [color=FireBrick]" I am sorry I am rambling about a bird. "[/color]she let out a soft laugh [color=FireBrick]" why do you ask though, seems like a rather strange observation considering the giant parade of exotic animals, all the beautiful women, and the food but yet you ask me about the design of my dress. "[/color] she smiled curiously, it was a rather strange question, but it amused her. [/center]