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

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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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[info]loveanddespair
2008-04-25 10:43 pm UTC (link)
"You are too kind, my Lord." Sabana replied, following his movements elegantly. "But I think it is all due to you. You are obviously a good teacher."

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[info]lord_eward
2008-04-25 10:47 pm UTC (link)
"I try," he said, rather full of himself but as he was like that all the time it was rare for him to notice him being arrogant. "I cannot deny that I have danced to this particular music so many times I could probably do it on command. So tell me what brings you to England?"

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[info]loveanddespair
2008-04-25 10:50 pm UTC (link)
"What brings so many of us - the revolution." Sabana explained. "I was a favourite at the French court which is an unpopular thing to be at this moment."

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[info]lord_eward
2008-04-25 10:55 pm UTC (link)
"Ah, yes of course, I am surprised you are even alive," he said, wondering if it was bravery or mere naivety that she had come to the French Embassy tonight. "But let us keep that between ourselves."

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[info]loveanddespair
2008-04-25 10:58 pm UTC (link)
"I have friends in high places." Sabana explained. "It does seem strange to see so many French nationals here tonight."

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[info]lord_eward
2008-04-25 11:00 pm UTC (link)
"Ah - it is good to have those friends, unless you already in a high place." He eased her around the ballroom floor with great finesse, as if he were showing her off and displaying his new find for all to see and envy. "They are probably trying to get themselves some friends of their own on this new Isle..."

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[info]loveanddespair
2008-04-26 07:46 am UTC (link)
"Aren't we all? It is such a boring world with out friends? Don't you think?" She caught and held his gaze on the word friends, intimating with a smile what she truly meant.

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[info]lord_eward
2008-04-27 10:51 am UTC (link)
Eward chuckled. "You speak the truth, dear lady - It would indeed be a tiresome existance without friends. I would be so bored without them."

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