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[sub][color=7F6B5D]D A M I E N   E S T A T E  |  E V E N I N G[/color][/sub]
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Olivia [@Potter] , Anastasia [@princess] , Farim [@Lava Alckon]
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Zarai's unfocused gaze swept over the decorated yard of the Edwards estate. She spotted Anastasia chatting with Farim and birthday man Drake, Wulfric presenting a horse as a gift, and—Fritz—

Damn. She’d forgotten a birthday present!

[color=93a477]“Sir Barrios, we must leave immediately and find a gift for Lord Drake!”[/color] She pushed her chair back to stand, only for the knight’s gloved hand to halt her mid-rise.

[color=aa86ca]“Her Grace sent a birthday present this morning. She did not wish you to trouble yourself.”[/color]

[color=93a477]"How unpredictably thoughtful of her,”[/color] Zarai muttered under her breath, catching the sharp glint of warning in his eyes before she sighed and sank back into her seat.

With nothing else to occupy her but the wait for food, Zarai’s gaze wandered across the scene again, though her mind began to drift elsewhere. Memories of the night before—of Olivia and Charlotte’s bright, laughing faces, of the perfectly roasted turkey leg she had enjoyed—began to cloud. Those once-joyous images were now tainted, dark tendrils creeping in, twisting and wrapping around them like thorned vines. The thorns punctured her thoughts, turning warmth and laughter into something ominous, injecting each memory with shadows.
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[color=lightpink]”Good morning Ms. Rai! Is this table full?”[/color] A familiar voice broke through the surface of her thoughts, pulling her back to reality.

Zarai blinked, her eyes refocusing as Olivia approached the table. The darkness receded instantly, retreating like slithering shadows back into the corners of her mind, leaving behind half-faded memories. A smile lit her face as she met Olivia’s gaze. 

[color=93a477]“Good morning, Miss Livy! Sit next to me.”[/color] She patted the empty chair beside her with enthusiasm. [color=93a477]“I’ve already ordered food, if you don’t mind sharing with Sir Barrios and me.”[/color]

As Olivia sat down, Zarai scooted closer with a conspiratorial grin, leaning in to whisper, [color=93a477]“Did you enjoy yourself yesterday? It was the most fun I’ve had in months. I couldn’t sleep a wink from all the food we ate!”[/color]

[color=D2691E]”The party is here! How are you fine ladies doing today?”[/color]

[color=93a477]“Oh!”[/color] Zarai rose from her seat, slower than usual, and curtsied gracefully toward the newcomers. [color=93a477]“Mi princesita and…”[/color] Her gaze flicked over Farim, sizing him up with playful scrutiny before a wide grin broke across her face. [color=93a477]“Farim Hafiz Kadir,” [/color] she said with mock seriousness, then broke into a laugh. [color=93a477]“Nice to meet you! Wow, you and your cousins are all so pretty!”[/color]

She sat back down with the subtle aid of Sir Barrios, motioning for Anastasia and Farim to join them with an eager smile. [color=93a477]“Have you two had the pleasure of meeting Miss Olivia?"[/color]













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