[The sound of gentle music and the voices of fashionably cultured people maintain a balance of warm springtime harmony, until...]
This drink, I like it. Another!
[SMASH: the sound of something delicate, either glass or porcelain, shattering on the ground, because Caspian just threw it down there.]
ooc: Sob I had to. Action would be in the gardens of the Palace Versailles backdated to late afternoon! Replies may come from
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