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[aidendarroch-blog]

timestamp 10 music and dancing hall. @artisticfade

The masquerade was in full swing and things seemed to be going as expected. Aiden grinned to himself because of course things are going as expected, I'm the one who planned this. His hubris always got the best of him when it came to his work. He was proud of his events and nothing would change that.... Especially not Samuel Wade, who was clearly busy talking to guests rather than doing his damn job. He was fairly certain he'd instructed the boy to do something out of sight, so that he couldn't cause trouble. He shouldn't have been surprised that he wasn't following orders. As Aiden approached, he nodded in greeting at the guests. "Mr. Wade, I require a moment." He spoke with authority, making it clear that he wasn't asking. Even if Samuel did mistake the tone, there was no way he'd miss the anger in Aiden's eyes.

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With a flute of champagne in her hand, Juliet watches the ball-goers dance in the middle of the impressive ballroom. She’d had her dance with Nikolai a certain contentedness had placed itself in her chest and made her content. The array of outfits was incredibly eclectic, but she wondered sometimes if price blinded people to the ugliness of certain items, or if a person wanted to demonstrate their wealth so much that they didn’t care about looking ridiculous in something. She liked to think that even in her modest celebrity and earnings that she’d remained grounded enough to always look good. She valued that. It was something she could always control.