[center][color=#35A8F0][h1]Magnus Pawonska[/h1][/color][/center]
Location: Grand Ballroom 
Attire: Attire: [url=https://i.imgur.com/h0bUfwV.png]Starry Night Attire[/url]
Interactions: [@Redking0380] Fareed [@Lava Alckon] Farim [@princess] Anastasia 
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Not even a response from the tall man. Well, they would probably be talking in circles anyway.

Magnus just stood there sipping his wine, not particularly sure how or if he even wanted to prolong the conversation between him and this severe stranger. However, his gaze followed the man's and noticed a pair was heading towards their direction. Wasn't that one of the Shehzades and was he escorting the princess of Caesonia? They seemed very familiar, for lack of a better word, and not by casual passing though he was not one to make assumptions about relationships or make it his business. 

At least the Shehzade was much more pleasant. Magnus returned his bow with an elegance that betrayed his large form. [color=#35A8F0]"Not at all. Your presence is most welcome."[/color]

The only thing he could was to just stand there and silently watched as the two cousins interacted. So, the man he's been talking too was named Fareed. He seemed very much like a busy body, poking his nose into his family's personal lives though to a degree he was correct to do so. They were royalty; relationships that they chose and cultivated had to be vetted lest a snake would be invited into their midst. Still, he could only imagine how much his own sisters would hate him if he were to hover around them so.

Magnus glanced down at Farim's hand and took it for a firm handshake, sporting a polite smile. [color=#35A8F0]"Lord Magus Pawonska of Irinaburg, a town in the Brustad region of Varian. If I heard the herald correctly, you are Shehzade Farim. A pleasure to meet you."[/color] He shifted his gaze down at the princess and then bowed to her. [color=#35A8F0]"It is lovely to meet you too, your highness."[/color] 

He offered her a kind smile. Magnus had wanted to offer her his condolences for the execution of her mother, but there were too many prying eyes and ears. Expressing sympathies for the death of a witch even if she were her mother would have drawn unnecessary attention to himself and by extension his family. People talk and rumors spread like plagues, so the best he could offer her was that smile and hoped that the princess could read that much into such an unassuming expression.

[color=#35A8F0]"I hope you both are finding this night agreeable. I must say, it is an impressive sight; it's comparable to Brenoven Castle."[/color] Magnus stated with a general sweeping motion of his hand.