Kenneth
**He took his therapist's advice, go out, explore the world. And, really, he took his own sister's advice, see how this nobility thing goes, as he recalls she said, "How can you hate being a noble when you never even gave it a chance." He thought it was nonsense, but decided to give it a chance to prove her wrong anyways, quiet childish, but very fitting of his character. He would enter the palace the event took place in, looking around he could easily tell he was under-dressed, with other nobles dressing far more luxuriously than he did.**

**The room would freeze at his sight, granted he was a free man now, but to these people all they saw was the man who stole millions from them**
Robert
In the heart of the Belarusian dukedom, a lavish affair unfolded under the meticulous orchestration of the grand duchess herself — Helena Belarus. This grand event, a harmonious blend of charity and nobility, sought not only to raise funds for worthy causes but also to cultivate connections among the nobles, —fostering discussions on how to elevate their region to even greater heights of prosperity.

As Qaysar stepped into the party, he was immediately greeted by the meticulous white-themed decor that adorned Helena's greenhouse. The venue boasted intricate marble embellishments, statues that whispered tales of elegance, and cascades of exquisite white flowers hanging in delicate arrangements. It was a manifestation of opulence and refined taste, a testament to the grandeur of the occasion.

Amidst this ethereal setting, Helena, held court at a distinct table which was separated from the others. Draped in a shimmering white gown, she was adorned with matching roses and bedecked with jewels that enhanced her beautiful appearance. The nobles gathered around her, some seated, others standing, all vying for a moment of her attention. Yet, Helena remained composed, her eyes closed, savoring her tea with an air of serene elegance, seemingly impervious to the clamor around her.
Kenneth
**He didn't look all impressed by the event, rather closer to disgusted, but he had to stay the entire time, to prove his point to his sister. He would walk further in, ignoring all the looks he got sent his way, after all, its not everyday that a man who stole millions from people gets to walk through a crowd of at least half of those people, with them unable to even touch him, at least legally.**

**He didn't exactly care for the aesthetics, grabbing a flower here and there, messing up the pattern, even grabbing a drink from one of the waiters, despite it not being his. He would proceed to walk further in, each time getting closer to Helena, but at this point he hadn't noticed her yet. All that was on his mind was that there's a huge crowd over in the distance, one he would like to avoid, otherwise they might overwhelm him, not a pretty sight for a cripple to experience.**

**He might've been under-dressed but he did come with money for charity, he would probably be the one to donate the most, or at least in the top 3, of course, people would only think that was stolen money. He proceeds to take a seat a few tables away from where Helena's table was, annoyed by the lack of cripple friendly chairs.**
Michael
|| is this gonna be some like charity bidding event like an auction or something for expensive stuff but with like 50% going to charity or something

|| its what i thought would make sense for helena's character, some sort of art auction with charity mixed in, full on charity just couldnt make it through my head

|| not according to qaysar, cant be a good leader if ur a ruthless rude emotionally manipulating person

|| thales when he sees qaysar at a charity auction for the first time ever:

|| more like hasn't been to one in 10 years