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Victoria Amalia Cleveland - 20

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Alaric Michael Pendragon
20

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As the sun started sinking away from his view Alaric made his way towards the Cleveland territory. The night was still young, the temperature was still warm, and the road towards the Cleveland castle was busy. A ball was planned, God knew what for. And Alaric was invited, for whatever reason that may be. He wasn't often one to go to these kind of events, usually didn't enjoy being around too many people at once. Events like these would often go difficult on Alaric. Being surrounded by people, living ones, wasn't something he often did, purely for their own safety and his own sanity. Luckily for him he usually didn't get invited, and when he would he would simply send a gift their way and leave it at that. This time he had decided otherwise. He figured that going to a ball once wouldn't hurt anyone. He could always leave if things became too much for him. No one would really miss him if he suddenly disappeared anyway.
Arriving at the castle Alaric got off of his horse and handed the reins to the stable boy, for him to put his beautiful stallion away. Most people here seemed to arrive by carriage, but that wasn't really Alaric's style. He preferred being in charge of all, didn't even have any staff to drive him anyway. Not to mention that moving by horse alone was faster, and Alaric happened to be a fan of speed, if it would have been possible, he would have come by feet, that would've been even faster. Sadly that hadn't been possible, he had to settle with a horse.
Walking up to the castle doors Alaric's eyes fell on the guards who were standing outside, checking everyone's invitation, they obviously didn't want any peasants or dangers coming in, that could be a threat towards the royal family. As Alaric reached the guards, he took the invitation from inside of his suit jacket, he unfolded the neat paper and handed it to one of the guards. "Glad you could make it, Sir Pendragon," the guard smiled at him.
"Glad I could be here." And with that, Alaric was let inside.
Through the doors Alaric was met with a long hallway, leading to another pair of doors. Once he had walked through those, he was exposed to the ballroom. It was filled with people, expensive clothes, alcoholic beverages, and music that back in his day would have been called bobbery. He walked further into the room, being greeted by some of the invitees that he had probably met before. He recognized some of the eldery people from back in the day, but he knew they didn't know him anymore. Alaric had taken the role as his own son, like he always did. He would try to change as much of his appearance as he could to at least come across as someone different. So far, this always worked for him. People would still be surprised at how much he looked like his father, but they never truly seemed to look further than that. No one suspected a thing, not that Alaric would have assumed that they would. What he was was merely a myth after all.

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Writings schreef:
With a sigh Victoria looked in the mirror. She was looking at the long dress that was tied far too tightly around her thin body. The corset that held everything together and should bring the best parts of her body to the foreground. She did not know why this was always necessary. Even on a normal day, when nothing would happen at all, she had to look her best before there would be visitors, which never happened in reality. It was no fun being the only daughter of the king and queen. Luckily she had an older brother to whom most of the attention went, but now that he was married that attention came back to Victoria, who had become 20 years old and still hadn't found a partner. It wasn't as simple as that. It was not like she was allowed to go out and find someone she liked, get to know that person and introduce him to her parents, and then get married. Certainly not. Before that, there was tonight's gala ball. Her parents had invited a lot of people. The older people who were always invited, friends of her parents with whom they have good business connections, and a lot of young men of marriageable age who according to her parents could be a good party for her. She didn't have to do much herself tonight. Enjoying the evening, while her parents would chat with each of them, hoping to find out who was looking for a bride and who would fit into the picture they were looking for for their daughter. Victoria thought it was horrible. The idea that she had no say in what it would be like for her, and that she would have to be as formal as possible throughout the evening, and talk to people who would name her parents for her. Terrible, but inevitable. She looked up as soon as the door opened, and one of her maids came into the room. "It's time to go, the guests are already here. Your parents are waiting for you,' said the lady with a nod. Let's go, then,' she said, nodding back, before she smoothed one last fold out of her dress, and followed the lady out of the room, down the stairs to the large ballroom, through the hallways. She took a deep breath before she pushed open the big wooden door and walked into the room. It was already full of guests, looking at her one by one. So this was the reason she preferred to come earlier, and coming late had been a stupid choice. She greeted the guests here and there with a nod, as she stepped through the crowd, looking for her parents.

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