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[h1][color=D2691E]Farim[/color][/h1]
[color=D2691E][b]Location:[/b] Danrose Castle[/color]
[color=D2691E][b]Time:[/b] 10th of Ignis[/color]
[color=D2691E][b]Interactions:[/b] Munir [@Infinite Cosmos], Aslam [@AuthenticTomb], and Anastasia/Charlotte [@princess] [/color]

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An equal look of concern had washed over Farim’s face seeing his innocent sister being sent into literal tears. But Munir, ever the expert on dealing with one in emotional woes, was quick to dash out his worries. So he gave his cousin a warm smile and an appreciative wave of his hand. [color=d2691E]”Here is to hoping you can mend whatever cruel fates have turned her night sour.”[/color] 

Then he turned to Aslam. [color=D2691E]”I know our time has been short, but I will take this as a sign that we must finally go have some of that fun Munir was talking about. Knowing you, I imagine it will not be difficult to fill your arms with the presence of a fine lady.”[/color] Farim paused, depositing his now empty glass onto a passing waiters’ plate. [color=d2691E]”Until next time, Aslam. Tell me if you find your way in someone else’s bed, no?”[/color] A sly chuckle would end their conversation before he smoothly turned on his feet and began to move around the ballroom.

He noticed quite a lot of things.

Pairs upon pairs of dancers, enjoying the music, swaying with the ones they have or already have loved or admired. He could not help himself but sigh wistfully at the sight. Farim turned a few wary gazes over his shoulder, still seeking out that awful man that was his father. He truly hoped to not see him much if at all tonight, but he prepared himself just in case.

He took a few moments to notice a few individuals in particular. Firstly was his recent friend Charlotte, who seemed to be…out of sorts. Farim had noticed the commotion with the King, but with muted details – and now she was with a man he had only seen perhaps once or twice before. Cassius Damien. Whatever had transpired, it was over. Now Cassius had begun the art of damage control and frankly, even from a bystander’s view...the man was clearly winning. So all he would offer was a kind wave as he passed the pair, likely not even being noticed amidst that emotional storm. He would have to ask her later, but not while she was already in a moment with Cassius. She clearly had eyes for the man.

Moving further along, his eyes spotted Lady Ariella dancing with … another man? He had not met this one before, but there was still that same look between them. Not quite unrequited love…yet. But there was a certain bloom taking place there. So he did wish to interrupt with the knowledge of his presence. But her dancing with him would only mean one thing…Anastasia was here somewhere. Farim’s eyes lit up, and he began to quicken his steps. A few more quick glances around, a few hurried side steps to avoid fully clashing into someone. They likely would look at him sideways for his hustle, but he did not mind it at all.

He just wanted to see her. Was it dramatic? Certainly. Was he being zealous in finding her the second she was available? Oh absolutely. But did he care? Only if she said something.

Gods he missed her. How was it possible to be so…obsessed with someone? He always heard his father talk obsessively about such people…but that only gave him his own personal brand of ick. [color=D2691E][i]Stop thinking about him, Farim…[/i][/color] He grumbled mentally. 

[color=ef82a5]”Oh! Me please!”[/color]

The words snapped him out of that momentary mental lock. Farim turned on a dime and looked towards the source of the words. And she looked…radiant. He knew himself foolish for missing her after a mere, what? Hour at most? But still, it made the reunion that much sweeter.

The man took a slow breath and walked to her with the grace and gait of a professional. Not wishing to startle her or nearby company. He reached a hand to take the champagne glass next to hers, and wrapped his arm around her in a show of affection. Farim’s hand found its favorite place against her hip before he finally spoke to her.

[color=d2691e]”I have missed you, my dear diamond.”[/color]

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