Thread: Forever Crimson ((Dampylle and Vivid Fizz))

As the duke was introduced, the room almost went silent. Tones were brought barely to a whisper. Apparently this was some very important man though Babbette hardly paid attention. The drink in her hand was far more interesting than whoever was making their way down the stairs. Some young man had rushed to get it for her after he had asked a dance. Her father kept her card and it was filling fast. Or at least so he said. Babbette didnt care. She wanted to play Blind Mans Bluff and cards and all of the other more entertaining things that went on at a ball besides the pomp and politics. There was another girl that took interest though. She was Babbettes age and unmarried as well, but she wore her blonde curls up with rubies and pearls. Her makeup was drastic and she had two patches. Her gown was deep red and pearls and rubies hung from her neck. Her eyes were locked on the dukes visage as went down the stairs. Camilla Daniela Juliet Devan had her future set on that man. Tonight he would have to notice her. The king had made this entire event for the Duke Dragonasi to find a bride. Or at least an interest outside of a few mistresses. Camilla knew that she would be the one that he decided upon. She was the most desirable woman of the court. A countess with wealth and a huge chunk of land as he dowry was always desired. Camilla just had the fortune of looking good. Louis smiled as the Duke came towards them. The wrinkles around his eyes crinkled. He was older than what the age of his daughter would suggest. Having married late in life he did not have his wonderful daughter until the age of thirty and four. Now he was rounding fifty and was, by the eras standards, an old man. Likewise, he had some conditions of age. In the last few years his heart had not been in the best of health. Though he kept that secret from his darling Babbette. Though, it soon came clear to what the duke was truly interested in. His eyes had a hard time tearing away from the beautiful youth. I almost did not come but, by royal decree, all woman of marrying age were to show and I would not leave my Babbette to this place a lone, he said. It was no secret that King Charles III had a liking for women and Louis was no fool on the matter. A child left alone would be easy pray for any man. This is my daughter Babbette Caroline Regina Dotrive, or Baroness Dotrive as she was introduced. Babbette looked up at mention of her name. Suddenly she was aware of the man standing so close to her father. There was a certain pull about him. It nearly made her spill her drink. The first thing she noticed was his eyes. That lavender color was truly beautiful. You have no use for them, she thought as she stared up at him, give them to me. She knew that her amber colored eyes, while rare and unique, were not the favored color of the ton. Blue or lavender were. At least that is what Matilda had said. A bright flush crossed her cheeks as he brushed his lips against her hand. A hotness went all over her body and she was taken back by it. No matter how hard she tried she could not take her eyes off the man before her. It is a pleasure to meet you, she replied in almost a whisper. She wanted nothing more than to duck behind her father and hide until the man went away. Like some child! Her brow furrowed. She was so disgusted with herself?