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[color=lightgray][color=F4BC5E]Time:[/color] 6pm
[color=F4BC5E][b]Location:[/b][/color] Guest Dining Room[/color]
[color=F4BC5E][b]Attire:[/b][/color] [url=i.imgur.com/cfY0IxW.png]Her dress[/url]
[color=F4BC5E][b]Interactions:[/b][/color] 
[@Rodiak] Nahir, [@13org] Mayet, [@Lava Alckon] Farim, [@Helo] Leo. [@princess] Charlotte, [@FunnyGuy] Lorenzo [@Inertia] Auguste, Ariella[@Tpartywithzombi][/color]
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[color=lightgray]The doors to the dining room burst open with an audible bang, announcing the entrance of Layla. The bang was enough to cause everyone to turn their heads to look over. Her emerald green dress shimmered in the light as if it were made of actual crystals. Her dark curls cascaded down her back in a display of effortless elegance. Her arms were adorned with various gold accessories as if she were a walking treasure trove, and her golden headpiece with gems. Her makeup matched her regal attire, with gold outlining her dark eyeliner, magnificent long lashes, and dark-red lipstick that screamed power; much like the snake around her neck. She set a hand on her hip while scanning the room with a look of disdain. She paused for a moment to allow everyone to admire her beauty. During this lovely moment, she analyzed every corner and fabric of the room.

[color=F4BC5E]"This is where we're eating?"[/color] Layla scoffed and glanced around, as if begging someone to tell her this was a cruel prank. [color=F4BC5E]"Is this where they feed their servants? What is this?”[/color]

Layla had anticipated a grand dining hall befitting their royal status. Instead, she found herself in a room plainer than the Vikena’s. She flipped her hair over her shoulder with a groan and rolled her eyes hard enough for them to pop out of their sockets. The indignity of it all was too much to bear, but a sharp glance from her father told her to stuff it. She gritted her teeth and took several deep breaths. Layla sighed and relished in the scent of the food being prepared. At least the Alidasht servants were here could cook their food properly unlike the restaurant from earlier. She giggled to herself upon remembering it. 

Then, she sauntered to take a seat next to Mayet and gave her a sweet smile. The demeanor was completely different from her first reaction. Zilal slithered from her shoulders, then reached down to boop Nala on the head and flicked his tongue in greeting. Once finished, he returned back to his perch around her neck with his tail hanging over the chair. She had dressed him with a bow tie around his neck.

[color=F4BC5E]"Sister Mayet, I suppose we'll have to make do with their… “humble” accommodations. They must not want that unhinged Duke to ruin their expensive wares."[/color] She paused and examined the napkins before her. She held it up with her fingers as if she were uncertain it was sanitary. After inspecting it with a reluctant grimace, she laid it out on the cushion before sitting down. The other napkins she’d use sparingly. Her gaze moved around the table like a lion inspecting its prey. Bitterness sat upon her tongue, so she didn’t greet her father. Instead, she gazed at Lord Leo and gave him a wink.

Then her gaze fell on Prince Auguste and grinned coyly. [color=F4BC5E]"Ah, did the king send his son to overlook the dinner?”[/color] She inquired, leaning on her elbows to examine him closely. [color=F4BC5E]"Well, it doesn't matter; at least I have something pretty to look at. You look good enough to eat, Your Highness.”[/color] 

Layla grinned. She hoped to confuse the prince for her own venomous entertainment. Then, she addressed the others. [color=F4BC5E]"So far, we have the presence of beauty among us. It will be ruined momentarily so enjoy the peace while you can ladies and gentlemen.”[/color][/color]