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Léon Belmont (ex_the_ambas216) wrote in toujoursliberer,
@ 2008-03-28 07:54:00

Entry tags:

ambassadors_ball, leon_belmont

An Invitation to the French Ambassador's Ball
Subject: The Ambassadors Ball
Where: The French Embassy
Who: Léon Belmont, the French Ambassador to the English court
Warnings: none as yet
Open to: All (all players may attend either as invited guests of the ambassador, as servants or guests of those invited, as staff, or as gate-crashers.)

The ballroom of the Embassy was already growing busy, and when Citizen Belmont paused for a moment besides one of the large windows, he could see yet more carriages pulling up outside, wreathed in the mist blowing in from the river.

The quartet had been playing now for a good half an hour, new French tunes as well as those the English favoured. His staff was busy handing out good French wine, and then refilling those glasses when they were drained.

It was going to be a good evening, and not only in the eyes of the party-goers. With some of England’s most prominent aristos on the guest list, and some than some newly arrived French nationals, tonight would be a night of information gathering, of sizing up the opposition, and perhaps even ensuring some of those French escapees were returned to face justice.

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social_climber
2008-04-23 11:02 pm UTC (link)

Pretty young women, Harry knew, did not often sneak away into the shadows as soon as the opportunity arose. They certainly didn't do so with at least mentioning something to their elders about her purpose and destination. At least, not in these classes. Those who he had grown up around had been free to go wherever they liked, whenever they liked, as no one was likely to kidnap a penniless street waif.

She had sparked his interest, and so he followed her, moving swiftly into the shadows at the side of the room, trying to remain silent until he stood almost alongside her. "Who are you hiding from?" He asked, voice a whisper.

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melie_auclair
2008-04-24 01:34 am UTC (link)

Melie was a bit startled when the man appeared next to her. She jumped a bit but regained her composure quickly. She might have been a bit embarrassed if she cared what this man thought of her, but she didn't.

"Everyone" she said candidly. "I hate events like this"
This was how she warded all the men off, no one liked women who were honest like Melisande. She was much too outspoken to make a proper wife.

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	social_climber 2008-04-24 07:54 am UTC (link)
	"Then, why are you hiding here instead of leaving?" Harry asked, leaning back against the wall. "As long as your back before..." He nods in the direction of what he assumes are her parents, "they go, what's the problem?" (Replies frozen) (Parent) (Thread)

	melie_auclair 2008-04-24 01:57 pm UTC (link)
	"The thought never crossed my mind" Melisande laughed a bit at the idea. It did seem like a great idea, but there was one problem. "but I don't think it's safe for a young woman to go wondering around by herself at this hour" (Replies frozen) (Parent)

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