deceptionair
Overcoming a long time weakness of getting lost at the worst time wasn’t the easiest task. With the smallest bit of assistance no small amount of difficulty, he finally found his way into the casino known as Versailles before the sun had finally set. The Trickster set himself with the very clearly feigned air of dignity and composure that his family was known for as he was escorted from the entrance by an oddly out of place seeming young man and a young girl with blue hair. He joked about the boy looking like more like a soldier than a bellboy to pass the time until he was finally met with his new employer.
“Apologies if this is earlier than you prefer, but I’d rather we dealt with matters like this before it got too crowded. Ganser Váli at your service. Less like the trickster’s son, and even less like the affliction. Celestia Ludenberg I presume?”
He was close to physically holding his tongue in order to suppress the urge to flub her name, but it was necessary to exorcise restraint in this sort of situation. That, he’s learned the hard way.
