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[Color=salmon][b]Time:[/b][/color] Morning
[Color=salmon][b]Location:[/b][/color] Edward's Estate
[Color=salmon][b]Interaction:[/b][/color] [@princess] [@PapaOso] Cassius, Charlotte
[Color=salmon][b]Mention:[/b][/color] Draaaake


Lorenzo let out a sigh followed by a low grumble as Charlotte attempted to aid him. She even pulled Cassius into the matter, stating that the young man could help carry the gifts. [Color=salmon][I]How many were there? Two? No… Benjamin has one![/I][/color] Lorenzo sighed once more.

[Color=salmon]“We need to find Benjamin. Benjamin… He has the third gift… He holds the key to making this day the most memorable in Lord Drake Edwards’ life.”[/color] Lorenzo struck his fist down on the table as a way to push himself to commit to deliberate action. He couldn't let himself sink into drunkenness! Not yet! [Color=salmon]“Red and white… Those are the wrapping paper colors… I used for the first two gifts… Mhm. Those. I have to.”[/color] Lorenzo struck the tabletop again! [Color=salmon]“I must stand… I must get to the parked carriage.”[/color] 

Rising to his feet again is when the well-dressed duke truly felt the effects of all of the alcohol he had consumed. He took a moment to look to turn his body, swiveling to get a feel for his coordination. It was terrible. Add the fact that he'd have to walk on grass. 

Also add the fact that he had to walk through the party scene. 

Oh, you're not done. Now, add the fact that he might pass his enemies going to and from the carriage. 

[Color=salmon]“Lottie, I'm afraid you and your… Cassius? Ugh…”[/color] Lorenzo hadn't even looked at either of them in an attempt to focus his mind while he laid out the plan. Despite his attempts to compose himself, his slurring grew worse. [Color=salmon]“You sshould both head to the pile of giftsss ov’r there… One is red… one isss white. Just….”[/color] Lorenzo shut his eyes for a moment in an attempt to find the words he needed to continue on. [Color=salmon]“Jusst look f’r my name in them and I’ll go… I’ll go to the carriage myself. I… I must do it alone. I am… Duke- no. I am King Vikena. King Vikena can do anything.”[/color]  His first few steps lacked finesse, appearing as if he was too dizzy to walk. All it took was for him to find a straight path for him to stick to, and with that, Lorenzo was moving with some level of stability. Still his facial expression appeared as if he was performing the most arduous task.

[Color=salmon][I]For Lord Drake! For the Kingdom! For Furonia![/I][/color]


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