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[color=#000000] Sir Nikolai Dragos Berova [/color]
[color=gold]Sir Nikolai Dragos Berova [/color][/center]
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[b][color=gold]Time[/color][/b]:Evening
[b][color=gold]Location[/color][/b]: Ballroom
[b][color=gold]Attire[/color][/b]: [url=https://media.discordapp.net/attachments/1461196182406561894/1461196183321182320/ChatGPT_Image_Jan_14_2026_10_06_13_PM.png?ex=69f0ce3d&is=69ef7cbd&hm=c5a08b3d93be8a04d4defce4799f1db287c4c0048bd015facbd8c2c1c422edc0&=&format=webp&quality=lossless&width=576&height=864]All black with mute gold/grey embellishments.[/url]
[b][color=gold]Interactions[/color][/b]: [@Redking0380] Fareed & [@Lunarlord34] Freya
[b][color=gold]Mentions[/color][/b]: [@Silverspring] Ariella, [@princess] Ana
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[color=#EFA73B]”Gladly. I had not seen someone so presumptuous in quite some time. Last one…well, lets say they are no longer allowed within the palace grounds. If they even managed to walk that far.”[/color]

Nik smirked, nodding his head to Fareed. Oh to have that level of authority here. [color=khaki]"Your country is becoming more enticing by the second, good sir."[/color] Nikolai replied with a short laugh, swirling his own glass of scotch. He took a quick sniff before taking a healthy sip. The burn down his throat was arguably the best part.

[color=7354A2]"Did your parents never teach you its rude to stare at people? Or is there something on my face? Please do explain yourself, I would love to hear it."[/color] 

And suddenly the woman from before was in front of him. He blinked for a moment, looking down at her and then back to where she had been and back again as if trying to understand how she could have moved so quickly. No small feat in this crowd. He had half a mind to be jealous of that ability. 

[color=khaki]"Only everyday. I apologize for my slight, dear lady. I must admit that I was rather stunned by your beauty. I'll take care not to stare in the future."[/color] His reply came curtly, a small bow of his head in her direction. 

[color=7354A2]"Though before you declare me rude in return, allow me to introduce myself. My name is Freyja."[/color]

And then he watched her do the most stiff, unladylike courtesy he thought he'd ever seen. It took all of his willpower to keep his face even and calm. Don't laugh, Nik. Don't... laugh...

[color=7354A2]"I don't suppose you've seen Strat-Captain Durmand around have you? I've been trying to locate her, but there's just...so many people, its rather overwhelming..."[/color]

Of course she was looking for Stratya. She was dressed so similarly it only made sense. 

[color=#EFA73B]”Call me Fareed dear lady, but I must impart bad news. You have missed the good Captain by moments, though you also missed a rather foul man who tried to take her hand. Why do you look for her?”[/color]

Nik lifted a hand at Fareed's words and gesture over to where their dear captain had begun her dance with... whoever that man was. [color=khaki]"She's run off to dance with whoever that gentleman is. Leaving us to deal with her foul suitor. Though, regrettably he didn't stay for long."[/color] He explained, taking a quick glance in Freya's direction for a moment. 

[color=khaki]"Oh and yes, I'm Nikolai Berova. I currently work for Gideon Edwards, though I am acquainted with Captain Durmond."[/color] He offered at last, giving Freya another small bow with his head. He swirled his drink again and took another sip, letting the warm fire of the alcohol run down the back of his throat. His eyes once again scanned the room, looking for Ariella. Satisfied that she was still with that blonde woman, he returned back to his present company

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