[color=f49ac2][centre][H2]Daphne[/H2][/centre][/color]
[color=f49ac2][centre][H3]Eye of the Beholder[/H3][/centre][/color]
[color=f49ac2][centre][H3]A vexing man[/H3][/centre][/color]


Daphne was enjoying a gelatinous cube jelly, a treat she enjoyed as a child. Daphne had lived a rather austere diet, mostly vegetable, plain means and the like. her ability to enjoy such things was a luxury she felt she had earned in her life. The soft texture, taste of sugar and the bright colours were fully a thing to enjoy and something to savour and slowly make the very most of. 

This bakery idea looked like Sya would be making gold hand over fist if they kept this quality up, and kept their supplies throughout the winter, Blightborn yes, but she seemed to have an eye for business and what people wanted. She was smart, it really made you think… Things You're not meant to think in Lunaris. 

Her musing was interrupted a minute or two later by the woman she had helped earlier thanking her, she nodded and looked at the well dressed woman in purple corsets and skirts etc. [color=f49ac2]“Its quite alright, just doing my job.” [/color]Daphne gave a little blush on her pale skin at the compliment, she was still a Squire and had spent much of her short career doing very different things that were not always as popular. It was new that people were thankful more than grudgingly respectful than actively glad. 

She kept an eye on the door in case he came back but it seemed that lessons were learned and he had not returned. The Inn Keeper had not returned so Daphne assumed she would have to keep an eye on things, people and too much to drink could be own worst enemy. 

She had a stray thought and did best to avoid starting as she spotted the Princess enter, with her hand maiden and two women… why did they have to be attractive, and why did it seem the world was throwing said women into her path like it was snow flakes. 

[color=f49ac2]“Well met Aurora, just doing my best to do my job. I'm glad he left you alone and learned. What brings you to Dawn haven? i'm a Squire under Lord Coswain, keeping this place safe, and the eye on the drunks.

This place is a little overwhelming at times.”[/color]  Daphne asked as she glanced around and spotted the Princess talking to her white haired quieter companion. The blonde sisters, the striking Auralian, the woman in front of her. So much colour and variety of people, it was a shock to someone who had spent their life in lands more grim and grey of stone and snow. also A little blush threatened, she was unsure why but she felt eyes on her too for some reason, 

It was akin to going from vegetables to sweets and so on, a burst of flavour she never had a chance to explore. She said so before she could retract it and just had to deal with what came about. 

She looked over her shoulder and caught eyes with the Princess. She gave a little awkward courtesy gesture and a slight smile. She looked so much like her rather famous mother who had been so popular among the people. She was there if needed but tried to keep a respectful distance. 

[color=f49ac2]“The Prince is about, as is the Princess, if you need help getting set up, Dawn Haven is rough now but has potential.”[/color] Daphne said, trying to help as she felt the vibes of the music, the tones were nuanced and much more skilled than the bards of her hometown who tended to be on the bawdy and less subtle kind singing of women, wenches and night's love under an open sky. She tried that, it was in reality, cold, itchy and not as fun as bards said. 

Daphne had grown from an awkward and lanky child to a tall, attractive and amazonian Woman, but she still felt those same fears and comments of doubt that had felt so big before. Even her bright violet eyes were rarely ever found outside her native homelands. 

The two blondes left rapidly, twin sisters seemed to vanish quickly as quickly as they arrived, one left in a raid panic and the other in a more controlled manner. She had orders to keep a eye on the Inn, and people not chase after and the woman a crusader of sorts had it in hand. A twin sister was likely not a threat to her soul soul sibling. 

The rather.. . Charismatic man was about and he seemed to have an odd pull about him, drawing everyone freely into talking, flirting and engaging people in ways that they could not escape his charisma. [color=f49ac2]“I might have to toss you in the lake to cool off, I'm sure I can find someone to kiss me freely.”[/color] Daphne Said with a slight blush and a laugh. The strange man just pulled you into his tune, she reached for another drink and used it as a distraction to compose herself. 

[color=f49ac2]“He is…somthing”[/color] Daphne said to Aurora as she shook her head to clear mind and get her attention back. 

Eventually she joined the rest to watch the puppet show, something she recognised from her youth, a simple hand made puppet show, basic wooden frames and such made from offcuts and the spare parts. 

The story and the intent of the show, Daphne was not as educated as the others, they might especially Persephone see the hidden meanings and try to remember as much as possible for the older woman to dismantle it, tease the meanings out and find out the secrets. She had a strange Idea that held more meaning than mere children's entertainment. 

He spoke with a steady rhythm, a steady pace and one that people followed along like a bard playing a room with a master's work, a true wordsmith. This man was definitely one to keep a close eye on…

Nova…Prince's…Her head was a little spinning but she felt this man was more than he seemed to be. Her gut told her, and was rarely wrong. 

The Amazonian woman's violet eyes followed him and his story closely as she could manage to decipher his story and its potential. Only it left her with many many more questions than answers. 

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