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[hr][color=silver][color=9DCC68][b]Time[/b]:[/color] Evening
[color=9DCC68][b]Location[/b]:[/color] Marek’s After Party 
[color=9DCC68][b]Attire:[/b][/color] [url=https://media.discordapp.net/attachments/466021461174386714/982675526307176468/unknown.png?width=419&height=587]Evening Outfit & Mask[/url]
[color=9DCC68][b]Interactions[/b]:[/color] [@princess] Anastasia 
[color=9DCC68]Mentions:[/color] [@ReusableSword] Roman [color=gold]★[/color] [@Helo] Leo/Callum [color=gold]★[/color] [@13org] Mayet [color=gold]★[/color] [@Infinite Cosmos] Munir [color=gold]★[/color] [@Rodiak] Nahir/Zarai [color=gold]★[/color] [@samreaper] Kazumin [color=gold]★[/color] [@mantou] Wystan [/color][hr]

[color=silver]The ball had ended and Ezra had slid out unnoticed. The princes and princesses had been busy with their noble friends. He didn’t need to stay and introduce himself yet. He was a nobody among the sea of nobles. His cakes though hadn’t gone untouched which was the satisfaction he needed. The seeds were planted. He had grinned as he slipped out after watching. Anastasia, the queen and angel she was, had eaten enough of them. The silly, foolish girl was not the sharpest tool in the shed but he didn’t mind. In fact, he enjoyed it. The princes and watchdog had failed and didn’t know it yet. The giddiness was barely containable as he left the palace, grinning from ear to ear.

Now he sat in a carriage with a box on his lap. The invitation had been stolen by Victoire from an unwatchful noble. Ezra had changed into a new outfit [picture coming]. Besides him stood Torie, who had agreed to watch from a distance. If things went south, he had backup. Ezra slicked his hair back and glanced out the window. Finally, after what seemed like hours, he had arrived at Marek’s after-party. He nodded to the driver cloaked in black and hooded as to hide their identity. Then his door was opened and he stepped out, nodding to the people at the side. [color=9DCC68]”Keep an eye out. The watchdog might be close.”[/color] The girl nodded and disappeared along with Torie. Ezra grabbed the box and headed into the party and took the mask that was offered. 

With a grin hidden by his mask, he scoped out the room. The Alidasht party, save for the oldest, was here; Roman, a blacksmith he wasn’t concerned with; Prince Leo- a groan nearly escaped him; Prince Callum, the world’s failure and disappointment; the stupid blonde that danced with his angel; and then finally, a noblewoman he didn’t recognize. He sized up the party and kept an eye on the Alidasht, who were the unknown and unfamiliar people. His facial muscles twitched briefly, but he let a smile cover his face as he approached the bar. With a sweet smile, he ordered The Noble’s Venom.

She emerged from a backroom with Marek not too far behind. He quickly approached Anastasia with the box cradled in his arms and the drink in the other. [color=9DCC68]”Good evening Princess.”[/color] He greeted in a low undertone. [color=9DCC68]”I baked these for you.”[/color] If she took the box and opened it, she’d see nine cupcakes, each adorned with pink and white frosting. In the middle of each cupcake was a letter, all of them lined up neatly to spell “Anastasia”. Ezra grinned and pressed the drink into her hand. [color=9DCC68]”Oh and a drink to wash it down. I thought you’d enjoy it.”[/color] Ezra smiled sweetly with a glint in his eyes. [/color]