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Post by Georgiana on Apr 16, 2007 9:59:31 GMT -5
*Georgiana shook her head, puzzled.*
No, I haven't been here long enough. I was living with my brother, the Comte de Changy.
*She began placing glasses on the tray.*
Perhaps you have been at a ball?, my brother is friendly with his majesty and we are invited there sometimes.
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Post by Kurt on Apr 17, 2007 8:59:30 GMT -5
"Oh no miss, I am just an humble nobody. I've never been to a ball, especially not one held by royalty."
*Kurt lied as he watched Georgiana place the glasses. He deeply hoped that she had not recognized him as Prince Kurt, because that would be disastrous.*
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Post by Georgiana on Apr 30, 2007 12:55:54 GMT -5
*Georgiana raised an eyebrow.*
I doubt that, but I will forget for now.
*She picked up a tray.*
The upper classes are many around the Operahouse, Your Highness.
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Post by Kurt on May 1, 2007 8:26:51 GMT -5
*Kurt dropped the glass that he was holding.*
"Wwwwhat?"
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Post by Georgiana on May 1, 2007 13:59:33 GMT -5
*Georgiana smirked.*
Indeed. I was not sure but now...
*She reached for a broom and began sweeping up glass.*
Do not fret, your secret is safe with me.
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Post by Kurt on May 6, 2007 6:52:29 GMT -5
"No, no, no, no. You're wrong, miss. I am just......"
*Kurt sighed and sat down on a chair.*
"Do you promise not to tell anyone. Because if you do..."
*He thought of his mother and how the angry Queen was going to yell at him and use fancy words like responsibility and inheritance.*
"..I'd be in trouble."
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Post by Georgiana on May 7, 2007 10:53:29 GMT -5
*Georgiana moved over to him and smiled softly, she felt sorry for the young prince, knowing herself what pressures the life of the upper classes had on its members.*
You have my word. The truth will not escape my lips. You should be careful though, many patrons will be familiar with your face.
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Post by Kurt on May 9, 2007 2:58:50 GMT -5
But I'm from a made-up country!
"Really? I had no idea. I thought that I just could stay here and not be recognized."
*Kurt looked up to Georgiana and smiled.*
"Guess I was wrong."
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Post by Georgiana on May 11, 2007 13:07:00 GMT -5
Yes, but everywhere is made up here. Like Paris, I mean where are the Prussians?
*Georgiana smiled back.*
Perhaps, the Operahouse is both the best and worst place to hide.
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Post by Kurt on May 13, 2007 4:51:13 GMT -5
*Kurt felt that he was blushing and quickly looked away.*
"If you say so, miss. I guess I must be returning to the rehearsals, to bring them their lemonade."
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Post by Georgiana on May 17, 2007 11:11:57 GMT -5
*Georgiana nodded.*
I see, well I will see you around.
*She looked almost disappointed before the mask that hide her expression returned.*
I should return to Dracula...
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Post by Kurt on May 18, 2007 7:09:36 GMT -5
"Yes, I hope I will."
*Kurt replied, before he picked up the tray and walked out of the kitchen, his heart pounding in his chest. Why did his stomach feel like lead? And that gnawing feeling in his throat hadn't been there before either?*
Could it be that I was......
*Kurt grinned and shook his head. Nonsense he only just met that girl.*
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