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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]tigersatthegate
2008-04-20 06:34 pm UTC (link)
Aimé was certain he knew most of the faces at the ball tonight either from the many parties he had attended since his escape or from back home in France but the young man who had entered was entirely new to him.

It would certainly not be a bad time to make himself acquainted.
He crossed the room to introduce himself.
"Good evening, I do not believe we've met before." He said, bowing slightly. "I am Aimé Laurent."

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[info]ofthemasses
2008-04-20 07:11 pm UTC (link)
"A pleasure, sir," the English young man replied with a bow of his own. "Batholomew Heyward." He smiled, with the casual ease of someone who quite belonged among this crowd, whoever didn't recognize him.

Of course, no one actually would, as he had not made the acquaintance of anyone here. Or he hoped he hadn't. If he had, it was as as someone chatting up their servants, which would mean things had gone missing from their homes. But he didn't think he'd stolen from anyone he'd met so far.

"A rather fine affair," he murmured, glancing around, "very enjoyable."

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[info]tigersatthegate
2008-04-20 07:21 pm UTC (link)
"It does appear so, yes." Aimé agreed. "Heyward? I've not heard of you before. What does your family do?"

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[info]ofthemasses
2008-04-20 07:28 pm UTC (link)
"My father is a merchant, rather well-connected, I've come to find out," came the smooth reply. "He could not attend tonight, so I was sent in his place, so as not to offend by having no representation of our family here."

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[info]tigersatthegate
2008-04-21 07:49 am UTC (link)
Aimé nodded. It sounded very plusable, after all the Ambassador had invited Mercedes and he was a merchant. He relaxed a little. Maybe this simply was all with the intention of forming new alliances in England and not with spying on those escaped from France.

"I am sorry to hear your father could not attend. Is he unwell?"

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[info]ofthemasses
2008-04-21 11:30 am UTC (link)
He was believed, not really questioned further. Oh, his father's state of health, yes, but that was an expected question.

"My sister is ill," he said quietly, a touch of worry pervading his voice. Completely false, but sounding sincere was another art. "Father felt it best that he stay with her. Doesn't quite trust doctors alone with her."

He smiled slightly, saying genially, "I hope your family is well, sir?"

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[info]tigersatthegate
2008-04-21 04:24 pm UTC (link)
"I can't say I blame your father for his distrust." Aimé agreed.

He gave a small shrug of his shoulders, looking around the room for his brother's face in the crowd. "They are doing as well as can be expected. The English weather doesn't agree with father. He has caught a chill and couldn't attend."

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[info]ofthemasses
2008-04-21 05:23 pm UTC (link)
"Ah, yes," the other murmured quietly. "I suppose it is rather a change. I was in France for a very short time, but I gathered the climate could be quite different than England often has to offer."

He smiled a bit. "I hope your father is back to full health again soon."

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