Prince Lucian Auclair of Abhainn
Location; Abhainn Ballroom.
Interacting With; Lady Alice Allaire
@Lionhearted
Fireworks. People Chatting, laughing. Glorious music. Dancing. All the best food Abhainn had to offer. That was the typical festivities in Abhainn.
Only tonight, it was more posh. More bigger, than anything Lucian had yet seen. It was a rather important night. Not just for the royals of Sliabh. Especially his future sister-in-law. She would get to know his brother; his quirks, his faults, how he was like. Lucian was sure, Lady Julianna would pick up on it quiet easily. The one of many nights, where his brother was supposed to set a good example. Be a good host. But of course, Maddox was late as usual. In his brother's words. 'He was fashionably late' But it was not very fashionable. It was quite embarrassing. Maybe regrading towards their guests.
As Always, many guests. Important nobles kept asking about him his elder brother. Lucian had always got used to people asking him questions about Maddox. As always, he had to answer with one of the many not-so-favorites.
"I am sure, he'll be here soon." Or
"He's fashionably late as always." then came the;
"We all know, he likes to make an entrance." Yep...how true those words were. At least, to Lucian it was. Maddox always somehow made a spectacle of his entrance. Especially the way, Lucian viewed it. Being his little brother. It was embarrassing for him.
The young Prince kept glancing around. Clearly, he was on the look-out for his elder brother. Trying to see if Maddox was among the guests. Flirting with someone he shouldn't. But there was no sign of him.
"This is getting ridiculous!" he muttered to himself. His jaw clenched in annoyance. Lucian's eyes automatically rolled into the back of his head. He felt like he was getting close to scoffing. This long wait for his brother...was getting on his nerves.
It seemed, everyone else was antsy too. Of course people, would say; In many ways Lucian was like his elder brother. But also not. Lucian was more proper; on time, respectful, kind and wouldn't show up late with guests in the Kingdom. As he glanced around the ball-room. He spotted his future sister in law. Giving her an apologetic look. He saw, she was quiet busy talking to her niece and nephew, along with her Lady-in-Waiting Lady Amara. He didn't want to get in the way, of their conversation. Lucian would find time to apologize, for his brother's lateness a bit later on...when she would be alone.
Among the crowds, he spotted a very familiar face. Lady Alice Allaire. Someone, Lucian thought very highly off. She was a family friend and his mentor. Young Lucian had always admired her skills and beauty, from a-far and at times, from up close. Despite their age difference. He was very fond of her. But of course, she didn't seem to notice his crush on her. Walking over towards her, with his warm smile. Lucian bowed to her in greeting.
"Good evening, Lady Alice." he greeted her.
"You haven't, by any chance spotted my brother yet have you?" He asked her. A few nobles near by rose a slight eyebrow at young Lucian, hearing his words...
"I mean his majesty." Lucian abruptly, corrected himself in their presence. Lucian figured, with Alice being so close to the family. She was a good person to ask, about his brother.