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Post by caladwen on Jul 28, 2008 22:33:06 GMT -5
Okay, You can do this, just relax.. The thoughts rang clear in her mind, her heart pounding in her chest. Amber eyes peeped from behind a a pale blue mask . Her gown was also the same pale blue her mask had been. Her slippers made no noise as she glided down the stairs, careful that her clumsiness wouldn't come into play. Her brown hair was made into a bun, and the remainder of her hair falling in thick waves down her back. She looked about, watching for a familiar face.
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Post by King Raoul II on Aug 5, 2008 21:00:00 GMT -5
Raoul had not wanted to go to this at all. It wasn't that he didn't want to see any of his friends, it was just... well all those women made him nervous. However, his advisors had warned him that refusing an invite from a King was insulting and could result in disaster, so Raoul decided to go. Wearing his crown and a golden mask, the Archenland King went into the ballroom. He recognized Caspian immediately in his golden mask by his long jet black hair. The decorations were beautiful and it looked as though Caspian had worked very hard putting this together, so Raoul felt guilt instantly for almost not coming to this. He knew it would most certainly be a night to remember.
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