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[b][color=Palevioletred]Time[/color][/b]: Evening
[b][color=Palevioletred]Location[/color][/b]: Grand Ballroom
[b][color=Palevioletred]Attire[/color][/b]: [url=https://i.ibb.co/p6ScwRHp/Chat-GPT-Image-Jan-14-2026-10-30-21-PM.png]Dress[/url]
[b][color=Palevioletred]Interactions[/color][/b]: [@Chrys] Amira, [@remram] Magnus
[b][color=Palevioletred]Mentions[/color][/b]: None
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[color=00aeef]"You know who Magnus is?"[/Color] Amira asked, eyes sparkling. Nora blinked for a moment, still a little stunned by the whole turn of events and still a little shocked at the fact that her brother had mentioned none of this to her. She had not noticed her brother's attempts to clear the air either.

[color=00aeef]"What is he like? Is he kind? Handsome? How do you know him?  How do you think he knows of me? Woul - would you point him out to me?"[/Color]

Before she could speak, Magnus appeared next to her. 

[color=#35A8F0]"You are looking quite lovely tonight, sister. I hope you have been enjoying yourself, such as the night has been."[/color]

Nora gave her brother a glare, a hand on her hip. She was trying to make it plain to him that she was not going to just let this slide under the rug like that. [color=tan]"My dear new friend, this is my brother. [i]Magnus[/i]."[/color] She explained to Amira, turning now to look at her.

[color=#35A8F0]"I hope you have been enjoying your night as well, miss. I see that you've caught someone's eyes already. Personally, I wouldn't have gone with black. It's a bit... dark."[/color]

Her eyes narrowed as Magnus continued, either pretending not to know what this was about or truly not knowing. She'd have to get to the bottom of which was true. 

[color=tan]"My dear brother, are you meaning to say that you did not send these flowers?"[/color] She asked, a certain edge to her voice that was only present when she was angry with her siblings. She turned to look at Amira again, concern crossing her features. If Magnus had not sent them, that presented itself another problem. This poor girl would then have to deal with the disappointment of the flowers not being for her. 

It was then that the sounds of the commotion from the King's seat pulled Nora's attention. Her eyes went wide and she instinctively took a step closer to Magnus. 

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