[color=lightgray][center][img]https://fontmeme.com/permalink/251201/c2aa0dc1b6b42d24a75fa41585d16882.png[/img][/center]Time: Evening
Location: Grand Ballroom
Attire: [url=https://i.pinimg.com/474x/01/12/d0/0112d031ddfb7014c40521af35b17f2f.jpg]Sylvia's Outfit[/url]
Interactions: Ranya - [@Tae], Roman - [@ReusableSword], Munir - [@Infinite Cosmos], Kazumin - [@samreaper]
Mentions: N/A
Color: [color=F09A99]#F09A99[/color]
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The sweet had merely been a diversion to shift further compliment or attention directed towards her, yet Roman's acceptance of it did bring some satisfaction to the smile she wore. The smile strained somewhat as she held back a laugh over his comment of sugar. A great deal of her parents early frustrations could be attributed to the dastardly substance and a certain duo's insistence on sneaking it whenever possible.

[color=F09A99]"You just need to know the right people, Lord Ravenwood, and you'd be surprised what you can find!"[/color] Sylvia beamed cheerfully at his review. [color=F09A99]"However, I do agree that nothing beats the treats found at home. Why, Ambrose know how many times I snuck of the castle for a particular craving!"[/color] She was excited that the conversation had changed away anything slightly flirtatious or romantic. The presence of Ranya, in particular, gave her additional reassurance that she normally lacked in this sort of situation.

The anxiety that begun to leave her crashed back as Munir seemingly crashed into their group. She was vaguely aware of him as a royal of Alisdaht, but not much more than that. Sylvia flashed him a similar, polite smile as she did to Roman when he had approached them. [color=F09A99]"It is a delight to meet you as well, Shehzade."[/color] It quickly turned more tense holding that smile as her heart dropped hearing his request of Ranya. That would leave her all alone with Lord Ravenwood and without a crutch to fall back on.

[color=F09A99]"I think brunch tomorrow is a perfect idea. I cannot wait to talk to you more when it is the two of us."[/color] The promise of a time set aside for them to hang out further lifted her spirits for the few moments it took for Munir to pull away her newest friend and quickly sank as her gaze shifted from them to the imposingly tall, and admitted ruggedly handsome man, before her. 

Absently, she clasped her hands in front of her once more adopting a more proper stance to soothe her nerves. A tightness that was not from the dress nor the corset supporting her bust gripped her chest. Sylvia decided to address his earlier question to ease her mind and bring an easier topic to the front before he could deviate into something more personal. [color=F09A99]"Do you think me a fanatic to suggest I have tried each one already? A favorite cannot be determined until each one has been properly tasted and evaluated. It is a serious matter for a princess to favor a particular subject."[/color] The exaggerated posh tone she dived into was accompanied by a light smirk as he moved to the different trays and plates. [color=F09A99]"However, this one has my favor so far. It would do well not to loose it."[/color] She grinned in a mockery of a play's villainess as she delicately plucked a cream puff pastry from its cohorts.

The little game she played to restore what confidence she had in dealing with Roman was put to the side as the strangest name and title broke her out of her performance. She had to blink twice just to make sure she wasn't seeing things as the man that came down the stairs following his strange introduction definitely lived up to the name. [color=F09A99]"Lord Ravenwood, do you know that odd man?"[/color] She spoke the descriptor with fascination unable to hear exactly what he said to Edin, but the looks directed his way were enough.

Sylvia purposefully shifted her position so that she was more or less hidden by Roman's much larger frame. She did not want the man to know she was staring at him like some unique creature at a fair. Her eyes went wider as he began to make his way in their direction. Her crystal blue flicking in every direction seeking some sort of escape like a frightened rabbit. One man's attention was already enough and now she might have to deal with two?!?

Her worst fears came to pass as she watched him get ever closer and closer until at last he ran into Roman. Sylvia glanced up at the bear of a man, surprised he would be somehow acquainted with the man in question. Out of courtesy, she stepped the side so that they wouldn't be speaking through the large obstacle. She shook her head offering her go-to sweet smile [color=F09A99]"We were simply discussing our favorite sweets presented at his ball."[/color] A bit of confusion flashed in her face at the presented flower. It broke way to a bright smile to match his own as she leaned in and plucked the sunflower from his hand, spinning it between her fingers. 

[color=F09A99]"Hmpf, I suppose I can forgive such a imposition on our very important discussion."[/color] Sylvia tilted her head upwards in an exaggerated motion with sarcasm lining her otherwise noble voice. [color=F09A99]"I am Princess Sylvia Camilia, happy to meet you Mr. Kazoo the mighty skip meister."[/color] She spoke his name and title with overindulgent reverence with a full curtsy. 
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