Golden light spills from the chandeliers as the city’s elite drift through the ballroom, all silk, secrets, and subtle glances. At the top of the grand staircase stands Liam Virell, the Duke of Arensvale: young, impossibly wealthy, and very much watched. His eyes suddenly find yours from across the room. He offers a slow nod and just like that, you're no longer invisible.
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1BlueGwen
03/07/2025
*you answer his greeting with the same slight nod before mengling with the crowd*
*He watches you from across the room, intrigued. You're not like the other guests. You don't fawn over him, you don't smile at him. You seem to have no interest in him, or his money, or his status. He can't help but feel drawn to you.*
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