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[thalassino]

Characters: Vatheon
Location: That Castle
Time: Evening, on Sunday
Style: Any
Status: OPEN. Threadjack, threadhop, spam away!

[ Good evening, Ladies and Gentlemen of Vatheon— whatever your newfound stature may be, Prince, Princess, Knight, or Peasant, you will all receive a message on your SFC on the eve of Saturday regardless:

You are cordially invited to the castle for this evening's ball. In addition, you are all welcome to try and solve the riddle if it fancies you. It just may break the curse!

The invitation is unsigned, but its intentions are clear. Maybe you hadn't quite noticed the sizeable castle in the distance of the city that had sprung up, but this message would surely garner your attention toward it now.

Should you arrive at the castle, plenty of attractions await you:

Ballroom ❧ A very large and beautiful ballroom is lighted up, complete with a playing violin orchestra. While the curtains will be drawn during this event, there is a windowed view and exit on one side of the ballroom that leads to:

Smee's Rose Garden ❧ A broad and colorful spanse of a garden, complete with many paths and turns. Plenty of roses are arranged in great arches, which provide perfect little places should you need some privacy with your sweetheart. Anyone familiar will even tell you that the garden was purposefully designed for just that sort of thing.

The Riddle ❧ There is an inscription located on a noticeable plaque set in one of the garden's benches. It reads:

Two are necessary to break this curse
Riled up, upset, what kind of love?
Only this kiss will stop it from getting worse.
Look for a winged one is push comes to shove,
Look for a glance slightly dark,
Search for a pair in reluctant love.
One answers a call; that's your mark;
One longs for patria though adverse.

Dining Hall ❧ Connected to the ballroom is an extremely long hall that stretches as far as the eye can see, elegantly arranged as the dining area. Expensive and exquisite cuisine seem to be on the menu— try something new? Chances are you won't be eating from a selection such as this again anytime soon!

Dais ❧ There is a noticeable raised dais that is easily visible via any area within the ballroom. It's locked off from guests, though— what is it for...?

Do enjoy. ]

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[the_demonmaid]

[It's quite obvious she doesn't like crowds of people too much, as this Handmaid's sitting in the garden and simply enjoying the sight around her]

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[rebull]

[Familiar, yes, but he doesn't think much of it as he pads through the garden looking for anything of value he might enjoy getting his paws on. Summoner's just gotten here after all, having yet to find the dining hall and all it's food based wonders. Eventually he'll get there, but for now he'll perhaps make a little trouble here...]

[And this woman seems fairly well dressed... perhaps~]

[He'll just...]

[Watch to see if she does have anything good on her. His friend...perhaps, but they haven't known eachother too long, have they?]

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[the_demonmaid]

[After a while, she slowly stood up, looking around. It seemed her curiosity had gotten the better of her and she was looking at the roses, testing their scent and admiring their color]

...

[Was there... someone looking at her? She looked around, one hand slipping to a wand]

[rebull]

[Yes, there is, just a fox, whom of which sees the way she reaches, her posture defensive. Reynard would rather stay away from strife, it's really not his thing. So instead he moves to sit in the open, merely bowing his head.]

Pay me no mind, maiden, I'll just be on my way, yes?

[the_demonmaid]

[Hm? That voice... a fox? She released her wand, stepped over] Lysunder, is that you?

[rebull]

Oh! Yes... I.

Am... Lysunder? Wait are you sure of that? Have you mistaken me for someone else? I've always been Reynard to you, have I not?

[the_demonmaid]

[Oh. Oh dear.]

Perhaps. There's a fox I'm expecting, a friend of mine. A wonderful one that calls himself Lysunder.

[rebull]

Oh. [That certainly sets him back from realizing.]

What sort of fox? I'm sure I can keep my eyes open.

[the_demonmaid]

Much like you, little one. In fact, if you hadn't told me your name, I would have mistaken you for him even now.

[rebull]

Oh, right, heh. I suppose it was most helpful of me then. I am very sorry to have disappointed you though.

[the_demonmaid]

Would you consider keeping me company? While I care not for large crowds, I do enjoy spending time with friendly faces.

[And keep him out of trouble]

[rebull]

If you wish. For a short time. [A smile as he moves to bow his head.]

[the_demonmaid]

[She smiled slightly, still worried of the effect of the curse on his mind as her hand gently rubbed his ears]

[aim_exorable]

It is quite fair, is it not?

[With some of his hair braided away from his face, he approaches Handmaid, looking quite serene with the way things are going tonight. It's quite the change from his normal, stoic demeanor.]

[That is because his centaur instincts are hinting he should make romantic intentions to everything with a pulse- and maybe everything with not a one, too- and he knows that a smile is more likely to lure someone in than nothing.]

[the_demonmaid]

[She turned, smiling back] Very. It's quite nice here tonight.

[aim_exorable]

Much preferable to some of the company inside, I imagine? You do not appear to be one who cares for such large gatherings.

[the_demonmaid]

I prefer smaller groups when celebrating. And yourself?

[aim_exorable]

Well, as one of my kind, I am certainly more than used to dealing with gatherings. But I must admit, a certain degree of satisfaction comes from spending time with few.

[the_demonmaid]

One of your-

[Uh oh. She smiled, hiding her thoughts] I'm not sure I've encounted one of your kind before. At least, not to know what they're called.

[aim_exorable]

A centaur is what me and my son Equius are called, Handmaid. We are a bit spirited at times, so I hope you do not take offense; we do not mean any.

[the_demonmaid]

There is no offense to be had. [Just worry what this curse did to him]

[aim_exorable]

That is quite a relief. Thank you kindly.

[That soon becomes rather obvious as he bows and takes her hand in one of his, raising it to his lips.]

[the_demonmaid]

[Oh. Oh dear. Uh oh.]

A gentleman, aren't you.

[aim_exorable]

[Yeah. Uh oh.]

I would be quite displeased with myself if I were not. Besides, a lady such as yourself deserves nothing less, and I am quite honored to be in your company.

[He's not letting go of your hand, Handmaid. This. Uh. Might be a problem?]

[the_demonmaid]

[He's not doing anything untoward yet, but oh how her mind's racing. She had nothing against having a fun time, but she was not attracted, at all, to any hoofbeasts.]

I'm quite flattered, sir centaur.

[Crap. Crap. Fuck.]