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[color=peru][h2]Stratya Durmand[/h2][/color][/center]
[color=peru]Time:[/color] 25th, Morning
[color=peru]Location:[/color] Edwards Estate
[color=peru]Attire:[/color] [url=https://i.imgur.com/FOg6BjE.jpeg]Officer’s Formal[/url]
[color=peru]Interactions:[/color] [@princess] Charlotte
[color=peru]Mentions:[/color] [@Helo] Callum, [@SilverPaw] Wulfric, Annie, James

The Captain felt a little underdressed. She decided she was fine, but the finery all other attendants were wearing made her feel underwhelming. Even the estate itself felt done to the nines. Duke Vikena's attire was particularly fabulous, the color a fine contrast with his surroundings without being overstated. 

Someone who was [I]not[/I] done to the nines was - James, did she hear his name was? Such a scruffy cat, to be given to Lord Edwards as a birthday gift? Herself, she'd not complain, but she had the suspicion her standards were, ooh, [I]slightly[/I] different. She fought the urge to kidnap the cat aside for a quick grooming. Check for fleas, comb out any matts, like she'd done for so many barn cats. Ooh, but, surely the princess knew what- [I][color=peru]is that the same cat I pet on my way here?[/color] Surely she knew what she was doing?[/I] Aah, this was probably something better left to - there he is, Wulfric, bringing a stately horse. Yes, she'll let Prince Wulfric worry about that.

Just the distraction the knight needed, she heard a voice next to her introduce herself. One foot moved and the other pivoted, she turned to face the daughter of the Duke she had yet to greet. Charlotte. [Color=peru]“Lady Charrlotte, a pleasure. Cap’n Stratya Durrmand.”[/color] The woman offered a warm smile, and then took a somewhat theatrical look around before coming back to the young lady and looking her over once, [color=peru]“an’ ‘ere I though’ ‘is uniform was sharp. Well, ’s sharp enough, I s’ppose. Though, I think even the groundskeeper ‘as outdone me,”[/color] there was a bit of humor in her voice as she took in her surroundings for a brief moment, and added softly [color=peru]“what fine work ‘as been done ‘ere. 'Ere mus’ be a few skilled pairs of ‘ands abou' it.”[/color]

Her attention turned to the gifts Anastacia’s servants were struggling with. She wanted to help somehow, but resisted the urge. She’d been told to mingle, so here she was mingling, here she would stay mingling. She let her attention shift to the gifts themselves, and the sheer amount of them. She touched a finger to her lips sheepishly, and asked quietly, [color=peru]“should I ‘ave brrough’ more gif’s..? I made a baske’ abou’, oh, yae big,”[/color] she motioned with her hands, [color=peru]“full o' swee' brreads, and brrough' some good mead. Oh, an’ I made tha’ [I]alcoholic[/I] brread, there,”[/color] She gave a nod of her head in the direction of what remained. [Color=peru]”Someone rran off wit’ a 'ole loaf, I think.”[/color] The Knight looked about and, before very long at all, found her loaf. And the absconder. She took a sharp breath through her nose, [color=peru]“[sub]and there ‘is ‘ighness is..[/sub]”[/color] To be devouring that so quickly, so early in the day, had her concerned. She enjoyed a drink, herself, but she didn’t usually [I]start the day[/I] with booze. She found him in the slums the other night, too. There could be other problems with that matter in particular, but this overindulgence on alcohol had her concerned. She made a mental note to talk to her sergeant about the location she found the Prince. And.. Wulfric, on the matter, as well.

Stratya turned back to Charlotte, deciding it best she divert her attention for now, back to the matter at hand, rather, the young lady she was speaking with. One hand raised next to her face and she clapped the fingers of her other hand lightly into the palm, [color=peru]“so, how’s t’ day find [I]you[/I], luv?”[/color] She settled her chin into her palm with her fingers. A beat, she cleared her throat briefly and said deliberately, [color=peru]”Lady Charrlotte.”[/color] She found herself blushing just a bit for the second time that day.