Time: Late Morning
Location: Castle Gardens
Attire: Alexander and Lianna
Interaction: Sadie @Potter, Drake @Lava Alckon
Mention:
Mina @Tae
More and more nobles arrived to attend the tea party, and one of particular note caught Alexander's gaze. Dark honey blonde hair and a petite frame adorned with soft shades of lavender purple. Though she was not Caesonian, Alexander recognized the Varian princess as it was important for him to know who the world's major players were.
Princess Sadie Lucille Camille… and not alone it seems. His eyes shifted to her small entourage of bodyguards that accompanied her arrival. His eyes locked on the blonde, appearing to be the leader of the pack. He took a sip of his tea as he silently sized the woman up, more curious of the beautiful bodyguard rather than the princess herself. For him, it was a natural thing. To Alexander, positions in society were simple ladder rungs and a Varian princess was far too high for him to reach at the moment. However, Genevieve could be grasped. She was only a bodyguard, upholding a duty that would leave her unremembered by history. Yet it was this duty that granted something Alexander identified as just as important as wealth and power in his climb toward the top. Something could not be forced or purchased.
It was his fixation on the bodyguard that stole his attention from Sadie's stumbling and fall that nearly reached his table. Alexander's eyes shot open as Lianna jumped in her seat with a slight yelp as she didn't know what was happening. Putting down the tea cup, a gentle hand was placed on his wife's hand that was clutching one of the arms of her chair. She was tense and briefly reminded of her helplessness.
“Everything is fine. Princess Sadie tripped and… fell.” It was strange for him to explain such a thing so simply about the extraordinary but that's exactly what had happened. Lianna eased up, especially as the princess started apologizing. “It's not a problem.” Alexander said with a forced smile. He clenched his jaw when she turned to the other woman as he thought about how she startled his wife and how she could have very well fallen into her. He himself was not sure what he might have done if that occurred.
Once the princess continued on, Lianna cleared her throat in an extra obvious fashion. Alexander raised an eyebrow as he addressed his wife.
“Hm? What is it?”
“‘It's not a problem.’” Lianna mocked with a disapproving shake of her head. “Speak to her.”
“I did. I was respectful.”
“No, you were forgettable. You merely replied. With such simple words too.” Though her brows were furrowed, she managed a warm smile. “Love, show the princess who you are. Go on.” She waved him off like a mother telling her child to go off and play with the other children. He hesitated and Lianna moved her hand from his. “I'll be fine.”
“I won't be long.” He said just before planting a soft kiss to her cheek. “I promise.” With that said, Alexander rose from his seat. He stole a look at the bodyguard flashing a friendly smile accompanied with a nod. He noticed Sadie had taken a seat beside Drake which made things all the more better. The progeny of a king and duke. Heirs of greatness.
He was on his way to approach when the voice of a woman caused him to glance at toward the venue's entrance. His eyes might have returned to his destination but Mina was difficult to steer his eyes from. Her image remarkably resembled Lianna when they had first met. For a moment his smile was nowhere to be found, replaced by a look of awe as he found something he didn't know he desired.
Who might you be? His eyes trailed to the unfamiliar older man with her. A potential obstacle to his lust. A needed obstacle to return him onto his path. The princess, he focused to the forefront of his mind.
Resuming from his brief pause, he approached the table of Drake Edwards and Sadie Camille. He kept his movements subtle so as to not give her guards reasons to intercept his advance. The two appeared to be rather close from Alexander's perspective. It was the way he caressed her in a moment of weakness. The look in his eyes as he gazed upon her as if he could enjoy simply doing so for hours. And how will she reciprocate? He would just have witness that for himself.
“Princess Sadie Camille.” He greeted with a customary bow, while being respectful to not just take a seat between them. “Drake Edwards, a pleasure seeing you again though we haven't been formally introduced. Alexander Deacon of Javaria.” His eyes focused on Sadie. “I do apologize if I'm intruding, but I wanted to ensure you were alright. Not just from the fall but also how rude those women were to you. You would think they would recognize your standing, and not just because you're a princess, your majesty. ” He looked upon with platonic admiration, being sure not to overstep between the two.