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Post by donato nicolas of spain on Oct 13, 2011 22:53:56 GMT -5
(during the masquerade)  Dante had been hiding out for the first thirty minutes or so of the ball, peeking out of his hiding spot to see if everyone was having fun. Only after the ballroom was semi-full, did he come out and start greeting his guests like the host he was supposed to be. He couldn't help it that he was nervous. This was, technically, his first big political party; it was a party with training wheels to help him prepare for the many events he would have to host in roughly a year's time. And it didn't help that it had been almost 71 days since he had last seen Clara. He was always off his game when he was, well, off his game.
He'd spent the better part of the evening tending to his hosting duties and had slipped off to the side to check his phone. He'd been discreetly texting with Vivien and he was excited when he saw the time. It was almost time for him to slip away for a little private time with Vivien before they sat down for dinner. He sipped his champagne slowly and looked around for the familair brunette in the striking red and black gown he'd seen her in earlier. Dante was sure, positive in fact, that Vivi had picked that gown specifically to torture him. The neck was low, the back even lower, and it was technically more skin than he'd seen of hers since they were kids. Or maybe he was just paying more attention now than he ever was before.
He couldn't catch her eye, so Dante turned away from the ballroom again, looking out the window into the gardens. The staff had lit it up for the occasion with small twinkling lights and he noticed the both the pond and the fountains were changing colors. He wondered briefly where they found the lights for that and if he could request some for his garden at home. He took another slow sip of champagne when he felt a gentle tap on his shoulder and he turned to see another familiar brunette who was also dressed in red. "Nada!," he said, smiling and stepping up to wrap her in a hug. "Are you enjoying yourself?
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Post by nada dragoslava of serbia on Oct 13, 2011 22:57:45 GMT -5
 Nada had gone to the bathroom, it had been a good few hours so far if not a bit tiring. If she was honest she was more or less just tired of standing up, she knew that dinner would be served soon so they would get a chance to sit down now. Even though she had been out of the hospital a few weeks she was still taking those dreaded pain medications so she wasn’t really allowed any alcohol. So she had been sticking to sparkling water (even though regular water would have suited her just as well) and sparkling cider as well. She lost sight of Max when she had gone to the bathroom and she was now trying to identify where her best friend was, but it was kind of hard when everyone basically looked the same to her. She scanned the room and immediately recognized one person, Dante. It was very obvious it was him just because of the mask he was wearing, after all not everyone would have shown up wearing a mask of the devil. It suited him, that much was obvious and she decided to go talk to him for a few minutes before trying to hunt Max down again. He noticed her and greeted her, and she smiled and gave a small wave before he hugged her. It wasn’t awkward anymore, it felt more like she was hugging her brother or a close friend which was weird because a year ago she would have not wanted to have Dante touch her.
“Sort of, I’m kind of tired” she said, “I haven’t really been up this long, since way before the accident”
She wondered what exactly the point of this party was, she knew there was some sort of political aspect behind it but she really couldn’t fathom what it was. She knew that her parents would be having one of these for her in the coming year, or so. But she had told them that they could put it off for as long as they could since she had no immediate plans of taking the throne anytime soon. She wanted to go to College first, and she knew that her father was healthy enough to have at least ten more years in him to rule. She wanted to be as ready as she possibly could before she took the Serbian throne, so she would wait as long as humanly possible and not take it a minute sooner. A waiter passed by, with water and she took a glass gratefully before turning her attention to Dante. There was something different going on with him, but she really couldn’t put her finger on it. She knew about the whole Vivien thing, after all she had sort of teased it out of both of them and well she was really glad that they liked each other. Obviously it wasn’t the best situation to be in, just because of Gabriella but sometimes things had a weird way of working out and Nada was secretly hoping everything did end up working for them.
“What about you, you look a little angsty” ' she commented, “Have you not been tutoring recently?”
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Post by donato nicolas of spain on Oct 13, 2011 23:18:20 GMT -5
Dante smiled easily as Nada returned his hug. It still felt weird to him, the complete circle they had done since they'd met. He never really knew how Nada had felt about him; she'd certainly liked him, sure, but at the time he'd been convinced he was head over heels for her. Or dick over heels, as the situation had turned out to be. And if he'd tried to hug her the previous summer, he knew she probably would have slapped him. But now, she was getting married and he was engaged, and in love, although disappointingly, to different women.
"I'm sorry," he said, frowning as she said she was tired. He'd been in a class not far away when Nada had had her accident and he felt badly that he hadn't visited her in the hospital, but he hadn't been sure whether or not it was appropriate. He wondered if she'd gotten his flowers and card, however. "It is kind of a late night, tonight, I guess,
[/color]" he said, remembering that not everyone was used to the schedule in Spain. He'd gown up in the kind of world where nothing started before ten and the night didn't end until well past midnight. " How are you feeling, by the way?[/color]" he asked, smiling at her again and sipping from his champagne glass. " You are looking much better[/color]." Dante sighed and frowned when she brought up tutoring. " I'm fine,[/color]" he said, taking another drink of his champagne and glancing around to see if there was anyone who could hear their conversation. " You know, other than that,[/color]" he said, shrugging his shoulders. He looked down at the floor briefly, trying to think of a tactful way to say what he was thinking. He guessed there really wasn't one and he hoped Nada wouldn't get mad at him for it. " It's been two months, one week, three days and eighteen hours since my last tutoring session,[/color]" he said, shaking his head and sipping his champagne again. He set his glass down to keep himself from finishing it all. " I feel like I am in AA or something. And I don't want to push her, but she is driving me nuts,[/color]" he said. " But I'm sure that's way too much information. I'm sorry.[/color]" [/color] [/font][/justify][/blockquote][/blockquote] -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- Tag: nada
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Post by nada dragoslava of serbia on Oct 30, 2011 0:17:59 GMT -5
She gave him a small smile when he apologized, it wasn’t really his fault. She was just used to being in bed early and well she had been on strong pain medication that whole week after the accident which had meant she was asleep at weird times. She had managed to fix her sleeping schedule in the last two weeks but of course she still had her little bouts of fatigue and of course when she got kind of dizzy, things got complicated. Luckily she felt pretty okay that night, and of course she had her pain medication in her bag if she needed it. But the doctor promised she would be fine by the end of July and it would only be on a needed basis but the doctor had said there was a chance she wouldn’t need it at all. She appreciated that Dante had sent her flowers, just because it had been a nice gesture. It was rather interesting how much they had both grown up in the past year alone, because before she would have told him to take his flowers and give them to someone who wanted them. But they were both very different people now, and she was glad that they could be on good terms now.
“Much better, I should be off the pain medications all together by late July which is exciting because it’s annoying having to take them” she said.
She had meant her “tutoring” comment to be a sort of teasing thing, but she wondered what was going on when he frowned. It wasn’t something that someone usually associated with Dante, because he hardly ever frowned. She was a bit surprised that he actually had a countdown of how long it had been since he had last tutored. She was now feeling a cross between amused and well concerned because honestly it was rather weird. She let out a small laugh when he let out the last part, of course she should have known. After all she had spent the last few weeks teasing both Vivien and Dante about the fact that there was something there. She felt bad for Gabriella, after all both English princesses were her friends, and well she wanted them both to be happy. But she also had a feeling that Dante wouldn’t make Gabriella happy, first of all he had never stuck to one woman before (well before Vivien, she was sure) even though their engagement had been public for a while, he had still gone on to sleep with other girls. It was Nada’s hope that they could just find a way out of the engagement and that way Bri would be allowed to find someone who would make her happy. Plus it had to be a sign that the only person Dante seemed to hold fidelity for was Vivien, it meant that there was something there. Things sure were complicate for them, and she wished that she could help in a way but sometimes that was impossible.
“I understand, it has to be hard for you just because well we all know how you are about sex” she said, “There is a reason why our relationship didn’t work, and well that was one of the key factors. But it’s still interesting to see that you would stop tutoring other girls for her”
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