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[color=BBC7E1]Time:[/color] Early Evening
[color=BBC7E1]Location:[/color] Caesonia Kingdom Ball
[color=BBC7E1]Interaction:[/color]Amir [@Omni5876]
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The sight of the food was somehow not enough to make her forget about the monstrosity of the night behind her. Charlotte sighed and glanced over her shoulder towards her father's way worriedly, only to catch sight of one of the Sultan's sons, fortunately, the more rational offspring, coming her way. She took a sip of her wine to try to steady her nervous disposition. Maybe he was going to talk to someone else nearby. Still, she gave a polite smile as he came to her side. Such was second nature to her now. She glanced over her shoulder to make sure that there was no one behind her that he was speaking to instead, then she greeted him with a bow, [color=BBC7E1]"Shahzade...Peace be upon you. I am grateful to hear you think so."[/color] Though she had not yet delved deeply into Alidasht culture, she could recall the bare minimum of the proper greeting from a book she had read.

[color=BBC7E1][i]Oh dear, he really is speaking to me. If I misstep with my words...I'm not nearly intoxicated enough for this yet.[/i][/color] 

This man had been the one to stand up with kind words calling for the mercy of her father and of praise towards her. As brave as it had perhaps been for her to try and protect her father, it was also admirable to speak up for what one believed in, even if perhaps their family would not agree. It would not hurt to return the compliment then. [color=BBC7E1]"I have to thank you for stepping in with such mercy and grace. You are truly very well-spoken."[/color] Charlotte then continued after a pause, [color=BBC7E1]"And you seem to be a very kind gentleman."[/color] 

She swirled the wine in her glass gently as she racked her brain. He really had not given her much to work with, but she knew it couldn't hurt for her to try to practice socializing after so long for her own good and to even improve the rocky start to the relationship between the Alidasht and Caesonian Kingdoms. A servant moved about toward them with a platter of crisp, golden fried shrimp. They glistened in the light of the chandelier and looked absolutely delicious. [color=BBC7E1]"You should try the fried prawns. They go quickly every gathering."[/color] Charlotte gestured to the hors d'oeuvres being offered. She set her wine glass down and then gently took the entire platter in her hands to offer to Amir with a big smile. The servant blinked in confusion and she looked over at the young girl, [color=BBC7E1]"Oh you can have some too. My apologies, miss."[/color]She offered the plate out to her. The girl grinned and took a shrimp with glee, scurrying off with it. [color=BBC7E1][i]Be free, young flower.[/i][/color]Charlotte thought to herself, the urge to giggle tickling her throat despite it all.