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[center][h1][color=82ca9d]Nyx Heir the Wanderer[/color][/h1]
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[h3]Hathforth Castle, Throne Room, The Hearthfire Gala[/h3]
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Nyx tries her best to replicate Duke Rhinecliff’s carefree demeanor as Willowsteel demands the duke to tell the court what he’s hiding. Inwardly, Nyx rolls her eyes and sighs as she thinks to herself. [color=82ca9d][i]This brutish oaf does not know how to hold his liquor.[/i][/color] When he steps closer, Nyx puts her hands up and chuckles awkwardly. 

[color=82ca9d]“I can see you have enjoyed the libations plenty tonight, Duke Willowsteel. However, I have no idea what you could mean.”[/color] Nyx shows the crowd of nobles an easygoing smile. [color=82ca9d]“Surely, this is the gold-touch wine speaking, my friend.“[/color] The crowd starts to whisper, nodding their heads in agreement with Rhinecliff’s words. 

It’s Altina’s reaction that makes Nyx want to flee this gala, the tall woman challenging the drunkard to a duel. The changeling slinks their way over to Duchess Agustria and stands by her side while eyes are on the growing tension between Willowsteel and Altina.