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[color=#EEDC5B]Interaction(s):[/color] Callum Danrose [@Helo], Edin Danrose, Alibeth Danrose, Sultan Kaid Raif.
[color=#EEDC5B]Mention(s):[/color] Wulfric Danrose [@SilverPaw], Mayet Kadir [@13org].
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[indent]Auguste had not caught their father's glare directed at Callum, but it was assumed at this point. He was well aware of Edin's treatment towards perceived weakness. One of his many disagreeable qualities. Their mother hugged Auguste, while initially surprised, he returned the hug and sunk into her arms. The world disappeared for a brief moment as he embraced his mother's warmth. Despite everything, their mother had been a bastion for her sons. Alibeth had held back their father from the worst of his outbursts.

Their father had now begun a familiar speech about finding a suitable partner. Auguste simply nodded along to his father as the obedient and filial son. He agreed with his father regarding finding a fitting wife, only if for the good of Caesonia and securing a political marriage to strengthen ties between kingdoms.

Auguste followed his father and brother's eyes, finding Wulfric mingling with one of the Alidasht Shehzadi- Shehzadi Mayet. The princes were briefed on the notable figures who were to attend the gathering. Auguste stared listlessly at the Shehzadi before training his sight back on Edin. Despite his father's words, a political marriage between Caesonia and Alidasht would be a boon to their kingdom. 
An itching worry was the possibility of Wulfric, and Caesonia in-tandem, being dragged into a succession war between the children of the Sultan. Not that his father would approve of participating in such a war. Nevertheless, the possibility of marriage between the two is a good prospect. Though, as always, Auguste did not voice his opinion.

Auguste cringed slightly at his brother's slip-up. He cleared his throat loudly in the middle of Callum's sentence, an attempt to obfuscate his brother's words. Auguste was unsure if it even helped.

Auguste turned around swiftly, still wearing an idle smile. Following his brother's lead, [color=#EEDC5B]"Your Majesty,"[/color] He bowed, tone respectful and neutral, [color=#EEDC5B]"Peace be upon you. We Caesonians are honored by your presence."[/color]
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