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“Wouldn’t it also be rude to deny a Lady the last drink available and take it for yourself?” She shot back with a little smirk–one that quickly turned into a pout before she took a sip and offered the glass over to her father, “Share?” she offered as a compromise, the pout staying in place for a few moments more before nodded, “Promise. And have I ever broken a promise to you?”
The pouting and the teasing faded away soon enough though as he pulled her in and she easily leaned into him, letting out a happy little hum. “Given all eyes are on Octavian, that means all eyes are on me too. I needed to make sure I looked my best.” She gave a little wave of her skirt fabric in emphasis. “And you look very handsome, for the record. Are you having a good time–before I stole your drink anyways?”
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Luciano grinned at her comeback, shaking his head at her as he took a sip before passing it back to her for her turn. “I think sharing is a good compromise,” he agreed, his eyes flitting from Luz to scan the crowd to find her partner and settling on the white suited man with the gold embellishments before coming back to his daughter. Matched quite nicely, the stylists had gone above and beyond the call of action.
“You succeeded, beauty beyond measure and Octavian is lucky to have you by his side,” he assured with a comforting arm squeeze to match. “It’s nice to see everyone enjoying themselves, well, almost everyone save for those who maybe aren’t used to these kinds of events. How are you feeling? It can be a lot of pressure for you...”










