Re: The Halls of Castle Amber...
Ariadne looked around the room, hoping, perhaps against hope, for another dance partner. This gathering was a bit too small and intimate for the noblewoman she'd met at the musical performance to have been invited, but perhaps she'd catch the eye of someone else.
She saw a dark haired man walk into the room, and paused, unable to look away. She wasn't attracted to him, certainly, but he had a powerful quality about him that made it hard to not be impressed, even as recently suffused with Pattern energy as she was.
He definitely screamed "family".
Ariadne might have seen him before, perhaps when she first arrived, but even though it was barely a week or so ago, that couple of days was too much of a whirlwind to properly keep track of everyone. But this man was definitely Family, and not a cousin. He reminded her of the King, or perhaps more closely, her Uncle Gerard. Especially in how he stood, how he effortlessly seemed to take up more room than was physically possible.
She made her way to his side, walking casually.
"Hello there. Thank you for coming to this little shindig."