[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: [@Potter] Elena [@Chrys] Amira [@HylianRose] Nora [@princess] Emil
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[color=#35A8F0]"All my heart sees is a dead man and stupidity."[/color] Magnus stated with a simple coldness, that menacing gaze meeting a pompous one. His hand still held on to the count like a vice. That grip tightened, enough that it would have left a deep bruise beneath the skin, but just below the point of splintering Emil's bones. The only thing that saved Emil from becoming lame in one arm for the rest of his existence was not the political fallout that would have come from it, but the knowledge that Nora and Elena would have never wanted that from him. 

But this man was truly beginning to test his patience.

The only reason his grip softened was due to surprise by a servant with a mustache who he could have sworn was glued on delivering flowers to that small Alidasht woman... from him? 

Magnus' brows lifted towards the ceiling. There was not a snowball's chance in hell that those flowers came from him, especially when he had no idea who that woman was! All he knew was that there was some poor Magnus who had tried to deliver flowers to someone they were courting or even their own wife and they would never know. 

He could see the shock plain on Nora's face when her head snapped around like it was on a swivel. Magnus mouthed back, [color=#35A8F0][i]I didn't![/i][/color] However, he was certain that Nora had not caught it.

There was not enough wine in the world to placate the headache that this night was giving him.

Magnus sullenly shifted his focus to Elena. Her brother gave her a half-cocked smile and a silent nod. Of course, he understood her. There was no need for him to get so worked up, not right now. 

His hand drifted away from Emil's shoulder, but before Magnus walked away he leaned into the count's ear and whispered with venom, [color=#35A8F0]"Push your luck and you will be dancing with me tonight and believe me, I will not be gentle as Elena."[/color]

Magnus followed after Nora and the girl with the bouquet from another Magnus. He flashed his sister a smile, genuine, but tense. [color=#35A8F0]"You are looking quite lovely tonight, sister. I hope you have been enjoying yourself, such as the night has been."[/color] His gaze soon moved to the Alidasht girl and gave her a polite bow from the hip with his large frame. [color=#35A8F0]"I hope you have been enjoying your night as well, miss. I see that you've caught someone's eyes already."[/color]

He looked at her bouquet, black and blue as a starry night. A thoughtful expression painted his face. [color=#35A8F0]"Personally, I wouldn't have gone with black. It's a bit... dark."[/color]