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[color=E77298]Time:[/color] 10 am
[color=E77298]Location:[/color] Archery Competition
[color=E77298]Attire:[/color][url=i.imgur.com/ngEDMGH.jpg]Dress[/url]
[color=E77298]Interaction[/color]:[@Rodiak] Zarai [@ReusableSword] Roman
[color=E77298]Mention:[/color] [@Silverpaw] Wulfric [@Helo] Leo

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Anastasia glanced over to find a woman sitting beside her. It did not take long for her to recognize her nor for the guard to give her a warning glance.  With a sigh, she glanced around until she found Wulfric at Wystan's side. She wasn't sure how she felt about Wulfric at the moment, and it certainly did not help that he brought her a babysitter. She had been about to complain in Zarai's ear when the competition began. As Lord Leo Smithwood was announced, she narrowed her eyes as a memory resurfaced, his voice replaying in her ears

[i][color=9AF781]“There was another with us whose face I do not see here today. The same odd man with a cowlick from the ball last night, the one that gave the youngest Lady Damien quite the freight. He was picked up by the carriage on the way there, already quite inebriated on some substance...”[/color] [/i]

[color=E77298]"Nope."[/color]Anastasia crossed her arms, firm in her grudge. She looked at Zarai and shook her head in disapproval, [color=E77298]"He gets no applause from me."[/color] Sure, she had known Leo longer, but the attempt to throw Kazumin under the bus was uncalled for, and she planned to let him know that. His opponent was announced as Ezra Turner, whose name she recalled clearly from the night before. No way was Anastasia going to forget the name of somebody who could bring excellent cake. But he looked so... different? She tilted her head. Anastasia could have sworn he had [i]green[/i] hair. She shrugged it off. He looked certainly better with the dark hair. However, Anastasia felt a strange sense of discomfort when staring at this guy. Maybe it was the random expressions of rage, maybe he had an off vibe... Either way, she was going to root for him because she was angry at Leo right now. [color=E77298]"Woo Ezra! Go, cake man!"[/color]

It was around then that a young girl approached them. The guard at her side immediately gave the poor girl a stink eye. [color=pink]"Step back. Not too close."[/color]The woman ordered the young girl, hand on her sword, [color=lightpink]"State your reason for approaching the princess."[/color]

[color=E77298]"Take it easy, Joan."[/color] Anastasia told her softly and then smiled warmly at the girl, who proceeded to invite them to join Lord Roman Ravenwood at his table. Her expression lit up and she craned her neck to spot her dear friend. [color=E77298]"Zarai, it looks like we got an invite to the VIP table! Wanna go over and see Roman? It looks like he's got the best view too!"[/color] She stood up and waved at Roman with a smile, [color=E77298]"Hi Roman!"[/color]