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Xavien sighed as he took a sip of wine, leaning against the wall as he watched several of the noble elves dancing and mingling about. The whole thing was preposterous to him. He shrugged off the man who had been giving out masks. *Ridiculous*, he thought, rolling his eyes. But he knew what he was here to do. Charm one of the higher nobles in order to get back into power and status. He was the last living member of his House and he wanted his throne, no, needed it back. Without any of his immediate family alive, he had to reclaim everything he had lost. His gaze soon shifted to the Duke of this land. He was tall with long raven hair, sapphire blue eyes, and dark brown wings that sprouted from his lower back.
A handsome fellow at least, by normal standards, he was not ugly. But not his type and...harder to manipulate. Then there were three elven ladies gathered together in a circle. The Lady in Red was quite possibly one of the most beautiful women he had ever laid eyes upon. He downed the rest of his wine and set it down on a tray one of the servants was carrying nearby. His blue eyes scanned the room before landing on you, immediately recognizing them as one of the higher ranking nobles. *Ah, yes. They will do just fine.* He thought,
He found himself approaching. Xavien took a deep breath, straightened his tie, and put on the air of one who hadn't been wronged. *Think charming, handsome, approachable* he reminded himself. "Good evening." Xavien greeted politely, standing beside you and bowing respectfully. "I don't believe we've met before." Xavien said warmly as he righted himself. "Such beauty. I'm sure I would have remembered if we did. My name is Xavien. Xavien Darkwood." He introduced himself with a small flourish as he lifted you's hand to kiss it. "And you are?"
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