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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, [@ReusableSword] Roman
[b][color=Palevioletred]Mentions[/color][/b]: King Edin and co
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Nora was still tucked nearby her brother when Lord Roman approached. Her mind, fickle as it was, instantly traveled back to the warm conversation she had had with him after he saved her from those ruffians, the wonderful stories he told that made her wish she could travel to see herself.

By the time she'd turned back to the crowd around the King, it seemed like everything as dispersed. It did little to calm her already rattled nerves again, though. She took in a few deep breaths as Roman reached them and spoke. 

“[color=f26522]Lady [color=tan]Nora Pawonska[/color], a pleasure to see you again. I must say, that shade of crimson is absolutely striking—it rivals even the brightest ruby I’ve ever worked with. And Shehzadi [color=00aeef]Amira Kadir[/color], you bring the serene beauty of the Alidasht coast straight into this crowded room. It is always lovely to see you. Which means you must be [color=#35A8F0]Magnus Pawonska[/color]? You are looking magnificent tonight.[/color]”

“[color=f26522]Lord Roman Ravenwood, at your service. I do hope I’m not intruding.[/color]”

She felt her heart shift from beating out of fear to a different kind. Something softer and kinder. A compliment like that shouldn't do what it did, but her heart had ached for those sort of compliments. She glanced back to the King again, concern clear on her face before she turned back to Roman. 

[color=tan]"Lord Ravenwood."[/color] She replied, giving him a small curtsey. Her tone likely gave away how fragile she felt right now. [color=tan]"It's a pleasure-"[/color] Her words caught in her throat as she saw Amira running away. Her heart fell down into her gut, a look of dread crossing her features. She should have been paying more attention. The poor girl must be so upset... 

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