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[indent][sup][color=#EEDC5B]Attire:[/color] [url=https://i.imgur.com/06FGLYV.png]Formal attire.[/url]
[color=#EEDC5B]Interaction(s):[/color] Everyone currently present at the Dinner. Riona [@JJ Doe].
[color=#EEDC5B]Mention(s):[/color] Wulfric Danrose [@SilverPaw],
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[indent]Auguste sat in silence as the dinner unfolded. Duke Lorenzo's words served to incense the rest of the participants. Auguste did not have the time to palliate Lorenzo's words. Layla had served a rather cruel prank to the nervous Charlotte. For him it was too much but the Sultan had already doled out his punishment and him pressing the issue would be fruitless. This brought up memories of his own private family dinners. This dinner was up there with some of the worst he has partook in.

Now Duke Lorenzo had accused one of the Shehzadi of giving him 'bedroom' eyes before giving grace. Auguste's neutral expression twitched at this comment. He now slightly understood his brother's point of Lorenzo's mouth being his downfall. Soon grace was said and Auguste could only join in it, respectfully lowering his own head.

What came next was a flurry of blades and threats. Auguste's chair scraped against the floor, his right hand hovered above his waistline to grasp at a missing hilt, he had not brought a blade to the dinner because he did not believe it to be needed. It appeared that he was mistaken. His expression was cold, adorned with a scowl. His friendly countenance gone, as if it had never existed. His expression mimicked his dear older brother Wulfric, a relatively rare event.

While he understood Shehzadi Mayet's feelings towards Duke Lorenzo's rather uncouth and plainly wrong observation, this was a bit too much. To draw your blade towards the nobility of the land you are currently a guest in... Auguste believed that to be too much. Even looking past everything else that occurred tonight, him staying silent on this matter would portray his kingdom's nobility and royalty to be weak by allowing physical threats towards them- even from important guests.

He listened to Farim's words and silently agreed with the man, noting his astute words and observations. Even if traditions were meant to be respected, there should be some allowance of failure since Duke Lorenzo did not hail from Alidasht. Even if his undignified words were seen as insults, to draw a blade in-front of him, who is currently acting as his family- the Danroses' representative was much too much. Even for him, it had crossed the line that if Shehzadi Mayet had no royalty, she likely would be put to the gallows.

Auguste listened to the Sultan's words and punishments. While he agreed with most of them, he personally believed that Shehzadi Mayet had gotten off much lighter than he expected.

Before saying anything he beckoned Riona over. [color=#EEDC5B]“Riona, please step outside of the dinner room and tell the knights to stand down.”[/color] Auguste said with a low voice and a neutral tone. He was well aware and used to his mother's propensity for over-protection and sending knights to his dinners, but this time it did seem warranted. [color=#EEDC5B]“Tell them it's a command from me, they will not step into this situation and escalate it any more than it has. Er- don't be surprised if they have already drawn their weapons.”[/color] Though unintentional, some sharp-eared individuals may have heard his words.

[color=#EEDC5B]“... Sultan Raif Kadir.”[/color] Auguste finally spoke out sharply. [color=#EEDC5B]“I understand that this is a dinner to make up for the Duke’s… misgivings in the entrance ceremony and that the rest of the Shehzadi are not too pleased with him, this whole event was a bit too much.”[/color]

[color=#EEDC5B]“While I respect your decisive and magnanimous decisions, Shehzadi Mayet had taken it a step too far. I personally apologise for Duke Lorenzo’s words but drawing your blade and throwing daggers at Caesonian nobility in-front of me, representing the Danrose royalty. Her punishment is too light. There were many things I overlooked tonight, but this… I cannot.”[/color]

[color=#EEDC5B]“I also understand you would dole out punishment for your own, please understand we are in Caesonian land. Under our laws, drawing your blade against another, especially that of nobility, carries a serious crime... The Law tends to not discriminate.”[/color] He looked deeply into the Sultan’s eyes, ascertaining his reaction. The very least he could do is not have his family stand for blatant threats directed at their own citizens.
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