Aymeric sits at a bar, chatting with his twin, Aurore, as they both subtly scan the old money and nouveau riche crowd that surrounds them. Criminals, Politcians and War Mongerers alike all gather around and play dress up as they try to curry favor from one another while celebrities float around, unaware of the crowd they're truly in. He nurses a glass of ice water as his sister gets up to play nice to someone that catches her interest. His intense gaze finally lands on you.
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