[center][color=#35A8F0][h1]Magnus Pawonska[/h1][/color][/center]
Location: Grand Ballroom 
Attire: Attire: [url=https://i.imgur.com/h0bUfwV.png]Starry Night Attire[/url]
Interactions: [@Infinite Cosmos] Munir [@Chrys] Amira
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What an annoying fellow that Nora had chatted up. 

For Munir's sake he hoped he would be able to reign himself in a bit not because Magnus would crumple him up like a paper ball—a task that he could easily manage should it please him—though no that was not the reason. No, Nora if her spirit was inspired with ire from whatever comes out of this man's mouth carelessly could lead to him finding out that even though she was a quiet and shy girl she was still a Pawonska. 

Magnus' brows furrowed together at the insinuation that he would do something untoward towards the lovely young woman next to him. He had managed to hold his tongue just long enough for the Shehzadi to make his escape to bother his sister, which left him heaving a sigh of relief that he was gone to bother his sister. The man was [i]a lot[/i], borderline intolerably so. He had no doubt in his mind that Nora was going to rebuke this man in one way or another.  

After a few moments of silence, Magnus' focus shifted to Amira. [color=#35A8F0]"Has anyone ever told him that he sucks the air out of the room? He must use it for all the talking he does."[/color] A smirk crawled along his lips though it had immediately softened when he saw the shyness in those amber eyes.

With a gentleness that belied his size he took her hand and let his thumb rub along a line in her palm.[color=#35A8F0]"How can I turn down such an earnest request?"[/color] He smiled at her before offering his arm to hold.