[center][img]https://i.imgur.com/PLyfcLV.png[/img] [img]https://i.imgur.com/wPyT7ht.png[/img][/center] [color=lightgray][color=E77298]Time:[/color] 7pm [color=E77298]Location:[/color] [url=i.imgur.com/ZeaXPVp.jpg]Castle Dining Room[/url] [color=E77298]Attire:[/color] [url=i.imgur.com/vG2lqkV.jpg]Dress[/url] [color=E77298]Interaction:[/color] [@FunnyGuy] Lorenzo [@Rodiak] Nahir [@Helo] Leo [@Inertia] Auguste [@JJ Doe] Riona [@Lava Alckon] Farim [@Tpartywithzombi] Lady Ariella [@Infinite Cosmos] Munir [@Terrance420] Alden [/color] [hr][color=lightgray] The room fell into a hushed silence as the doors swung open, and in glided the blonde princess. Her pale pink dress flowed behind her as she entered, a genuine smile illuminating her face. A falcon perched gracefully on her arm, adding a strange touch to her presence. Alden followed closely behind. With a cheerful tone that wasn't overpoweringly loud, she addressed the gathered guests, her tone warm, [color=E77298]"Hi everyone! I hope it's alright if I join you. Please continue enjoying your desserts, but I'd love to greet some of my friends here if that's okay,"[/color] Though she appeared presentable and radiated a natural charm, there was a hint of weariness in her eyes, barely noticeable to those not paying close attention. She strolled into the room with an air of nonchalance, as if the formality of the dinner taking place barely affected her. Her gaze swept across the room, taking in the scene with curiosity and interest. The Sultan raised an eyebrow ever so slightly. The Grand Vizier, on the other hand, shot her a piercing glare, but she quickly averted her gaze, sensing their strained relationship. She also avoided meeting Riona's eyes, knowing that they weren't on the best of terms. [color=cfa36d]"Princess Anastasia, you are welcome. Please proceed,"[/color] the Sultan greeted her with a neutral tone, concealing any opinions he might have about her behind his composed demeanor. Grinning brightly, she responded to the Sultan's welcome with genuine appreciation. [color=E77298]"Thank you, your Majesty! "[/color] [color=E77298] "...Look at all these beautiful faces,"[/color] She remarked as her gaze swept across the room once more. Her smile remained contagious as she acknowledged the stunning presence of Nahir and Munir, their sheer beauty leaving her momentarily in awe. She couldn't help but notice Leo's unexpected presence as well, looking as impeccable as ever. Recalling his friendship with Charlotte, she assumed he had tagged along with her. However, as she observed the guests more closely, she couldn't help but notice they seemed more drained than she expected. With a hint of concern, she couldn't resist commenting, [color=E77298]"... Guess the food was really good, huh? Did you guys eat too much?"[/color] Her voice carried a playful and teasing tone, aiming to lighten the mood. [color=E77298]"Anyways,"[/color] Stepping aside, she gestured towards Alden, introducing him to the gathering. [color=E77298]"And this is Alden Plannington, one of our Kingdom's advisors. He also came to check on things."[/color] She first moved down to Ariella and whispered to her, [color=E77298]"I'm so sorry I wasn't here to sit with you. I owe you and I hope you had fun... You gotta tell me everything later."[/color] Anastasia caught her gaze and smiled, [color=E77298]"...By the way, you look amazing. The dress and hair ... I'm obsessed."[/color] Effortlessly transitioning, she walked over to stand between Farim and Lorenzo. She couldn't help but admire Farim's perfect appearance, which seemed to have grown even more alluring since their earlier encounter. Leaning down slightly, she stood beside his chair, extending her arm with Thara perched upon it. She then spoke to him with a softly, [color=E77298]"I made sure to feed her and give her plenty of love. I promise,"[/color] she whispered, her voice carrying a reassuring tone. [color=E77298]"And thank you for sending her, sweetie. And I'm really sorry I couldn't make it earlier. I promise to make it up to you,"[/color] She gently rubbed his shoulder before turning her body the other way. Anastasia had every intention of moving over to approach her brother but paused upon setting her eyes on Lorenzo. [color=E77298] "Duke Lorenzo."[/color] She put her hands on her hips and grinned. [color=E77298]" [i]Duke Lorenzo fucking Vikena.[/i] ..."[/color] The princess looked to the rest of the room, [color=E77298] "Can we stop and appreciate this ensemble? They don't play around in Veirmont. Yow! Matching hat and everything."[/color] After emitting a playful giggle at her own words, she decided to grab an empty chair and carry it over to the back left of the table, positioning it between Auguste and Munir. As she settled into the seat, she tilted her head, ensuring she caught her brother's gaze. She offered a brief side-hug, gently wrapping her arm around his back, careful not to draw too much attention and embarrass him.[color=E77298] "How are you holding up, my dear brother?"[/color] [/color]