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[color=Burlywood][b]Location:[/b] Sorian Castle Gardens[/color] 
[color=Burlywood][b]Time:[/b] Late Morning of the 23rd[/color]
[color=Burlywood][b]Mentions:[/b] [color=F0E399]Duchess Victoria[/color], [color=#DDA0DD]Sadie[/color] [@Potter], [color=seagreen]Drake[/color], [color=slateblue]Ariella[/color], [color=firebrick]Violet[/color] [@tpartywithzombi], [color=ab274f]Wulfric[/color] [@Silverpaw], [Color=gold]Alexander[/color] [@FunnyGuy], [color=00F8FE]Callum[/color] [@helo][/color] 

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A bit of nervousness fluttered in the Duke's body as he walked about the tea party. He was not one for sitting in moments like these, wanting to see the many faces of the nobility that have come to grow around Sorian as of late. In his hand was an ornate cup filled with his favorite, grey tea, and his attire was of the standard affair for such an event. He wore a beige colored jacket with a white shirt underneath, and slight white frills sneaking out from under his coat. His black tie and pants added further professionalism to his stature in addition to his pointed blacked shoes. His cuffs were nice and snug against his wrists, and the jacket was tapered off at the waist to avoid any accidental dragging of coat-tails. Truly this man was dressed to impress, but not nearly as much as his dear wife Victoria.

He gazed over in her direction, noticing her rather calculating gaze. He would normally go and say hello to her but she had chastised him at the last event for disrupting her [color=F0E399]"reportoire"[/color] as she put it. Gideon found it somewhat melancholy but for now he chose to ignore his wife and continued purusing the area. He took note of the flood of people coming in, some faces familiar and others not so much. Two of the Danrose princes were in company today, with Callum of course causing a ruckus, as he does, and Wulfric being his usual cold unapproachable self. Yet in spite of this he seems to have found a female compatriot. [color=Burlywood][i]Good for you, Wulfy boy! Get those courting chops wet. I have faith in you, yet, Silver Wolf.[/i][/color] He smiled to himself as he took another sip of his tea.

His sip paused as he realized just [i]who[/i] it was the prince was talking to. The Duke had to stop himself from an unceremonious spit-take as he realized the recently pronounced dead Violet Damien was now walking among them. [color=Burlywood][i]Curious...[/i][/color] Gideon's usual cheery demeanor dropped for just a hair's breath of a moment. But before any could take notice he went back to his patrolling and observing. There were some Varian nobility he was rather unfamiliar with making their way through, one he believed to be Count Sebastian was already with a couple females at the table. [color=Burlywood][i]How apropose~[/i][/color] 

He stopped for another sip and took particular interest in his son, Drake. He couldn't help but swell with pride watching him interact and "woo" the Princess from the Camilia family. It would seem Gideon would need to learn more of their nobility should Drake be taking a vested interest in it. He was his son after all, and impressions matter. [color=Burlywood][i]Speaking of impressions-[/i][/color] Gideon noticed as Alexander approached his son and the Princess with friendly intent. He couldn't help but feel a slight pit in his stomach, as if the man before him was not everything he said he was. He could very well be mistaken but Gideon felt the veil of a mystery behind the man that was Alexander Deacon, and he did not like the possibilities behind what lay beyond the mask. [color=Burlywood][i]Those in glass houses, shouldn't throw stones. I should leave them to their affairs.[/i][/color]

As he noticed Alexander leave to pursue his other affairs, the Duke found it a perfect chance to approach his son and the princess that he had seen him gushing about for the past few days over. He gave a courteous bow and gestured with his cup hand to the pair. [color=Burlywood]"Good day to you two. Drake, my son, I see you have found yourself rather exemplary company!"[/color] He turned to look to the princess with that charisma-filled smile. [color=Burlywood]"I trust my boy has been behaving himself? Being the proper gentleman he was raised to be? You let me know if he gives you any trouble, Princess."[/color] He gave a slightly jovial finger wag at Drake's direction, entirely meant to be light-hearted and not a serious accusation. He took the final sip of his tea and held it in his hand as he looked to the two with an eager desire to learn more of their budding relationship.

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