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[b][color=firebrick]Time[/color][/b]: Night
[b][color=firebrick]Location[/color][/b]: Ballroom
[b][color=firebrick]Attire[/color][/b]:https://imgur.com/TBp3fyc | Magic ring on pointer finger
[b][color=firebrick]Interactions[/color][/b]: None
[b][color=firebrick]Mentions[/color][/b]: Kira [@potter] Alexander [@FunnyGuy] Cassius [@oso] 
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Violet said nothing. 

She simply lifted her glass, taking a slow sip of the crimson wine as Kira disappeared into the crowd. The rich taste lingered on her tongue, and the smile that had rested upon her lips from the beginning never once faded.

[i]That... went far easier than I expected.[/i]

Her crimson eyes followed the place Kira had vanished, gleaming a little brighter beneath the ballroom lights.

She hadn't needed to accuse her or even needed to ask. 

One harmless remark about a dating auction had been enough.

[i]You folded so quickly.[/i] The thought almost made her laugh.

Violet had wondered if the woman before her was truly Kira. There had been signs. Small inconsistencies. Questions that pried just a little too deeply into her family. Questions meant to test how naïve she was. The implication that she was stupid and unobservant. But she was a Damien after all, and someone who admired Alexander's finesse. Being under estimated seemed to have its advantages. 

Instead of denying it, Kira had discarded the mask herself.

She said so much in such a short time that Violet's mind swirled with all her thoughts. Her eyes glazed over as her wine glass touched her bottom lip so gently, resting there as the smile did not fade. 

One question remained at the tip of her tongue however…


[i]Curious[/i]

Her smile widened ever so slightly. 

For someone who had approached this like a game of chess… She had sacrificed her queen to capture a pawn and folded before Violet could even make her next move. 

Taking another slow sip of her wine, she couldn’t help but bask in the feeling of satisfaction. 

[i][Color=gold]“...Cassius is his father's son. And perhaps just like the boy, the man knows a lot more than he's leading on.” [/color][/i]

[color=firebrick]”Hmm..”[/color] Crimson eyes flicked up to continue watching…[i]waiting[/i]
 
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