[center][color=9AF781][h1]Lord Leo Smithwood[/h1][/color]
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[color=9AF781]Time:[/color] 6 pm
[color=9AF781]Location:[/color] Castle Dinning Hall
[color=9AF781]Interactions:[/color] Thea, Drake, Kazu(mentioned) 
[color=9AF781]Attire:[/color] [url=https://i.imgur.com/oKdesJw.jpeg]“Why was I not told red was the color for tonight?”[/url]
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Leo gave a curt nod of approval to Drake as the lord pulled out a chair for Thea. He watched, his attention subtly shifting from Drake to Thea until he finally smiled. He noted none of the uncomfortable energy or defeated annoyance in Thea’s eyes at Drake’s approach — a stark and welcomed contrast to what he’d seen when Prince Felix had been around. 

Drake was already an improvement. 

[color=9AF781]“You may call me Leo.”[/color] He accepted Drake’s handshake with a stern grip meant to test the other man. [color=9AF781]“Pleasure’s all mine. I’ve heard nothing but high praises anytime your name is mentioned, Lord Drake. You’re quite the talented pianist.”[/color]

There was a mild ruckus. A few plates and goblets clattered. A man in the most horrendous suit Leo had ever had the misfortune of looking at seemed to be the cause. He pulled his hand away from Drake. 

[color=9AF781]“Gods, look at that! It’s like a rainbow vomited all over him. Guess they let anyone into these things nowadays.”[/color] He whispered as he watched the monstrosity of clashing colors and patterns make his way to his seat. [/color]