<div style="background-color:black; border:1px solid black; margin:10px 10px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px;"><div style="background-color:#BF80FF; border:1px solid black; margin:10px 10px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px;"><div style="background-color:black; border:1px solid black; margin:10px 10px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px;"><div style="background-color:black; border:1px solid black; margin:10px 10px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px;"><span style="color: #BF80FF">Nicolet Darkwood</span> was quite glad when the car pulled up to the manor house and she was able to get out and stretch her legs. She was so tired of the drive already and it had hardly been long at all. She had to wait politely for the door to open before she could step out and greet their host. <br/><br/>The drive had been spent in silence. She had no doubt that Anthony was lamenting the lack of his beloved fiancee. She on the other hand merely was bored with the drive. It was annoying to be so silent for so long. As the door to the car opened she gave a polite nod to the driver and a gentle thank you before taking his hand and letting him help her out of the car. <br/><br/>With the flowing grace of her station, back straight and head held high she walked up to their host. They were not quite late to arrive, but late enough that it meant Nicolet was hungry, though she would not show such to anyone.They did have a little ways to travel to get here. So it wasn’t a wonder it took them a few extra minutes. <br/><br/>She walked up to Angus and gave him a warm hug once he was free of Richard of course. “It is ever a pleasure to see you well Angus,” She said with a bright smile. Her head bowing slightly as she stepped back from the embrace. She faced the other guests that had arrived just shortly before her. “It is a pleasure to see you again this year Richard, it has been too long since we last met, I hope you have not forgotten me in that time? And who is this fine lovely woman you are with?” The conversation was polite for she did not really know Richard at all, just merely making pleasant conversation having met him at one of these functions. Since she made a point to remember every face and name she ever met that was of value. It was a gift of hers.</div></div></div><br/><div><hr style="height:2px; width:100%; border:0; color: white;background:white;"/></div><br/><div><hr style="height:2px; width:100%; border:0; color: white;background:white;"/></div><br/><div style="background-color:#4080FF; border:1px solid black; margin:10px 10px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px;"><div style="background-color:black; border:1px solid black; margin:10px 10px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px;"><div style="background-color:black; border:1px solid black; margin:10px 10px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px;"><span style="color: #4080FF">Sir Anthony Darkwood</span> was in no mood for chatting as he sat in the car waiting for them to arrive. If anything he dozed with his eyes opened for most of the drive as he was exhausted having not slept well the last night due to nerves. So here he was leaning in the comfortable seat lulled by the steady bumping of the car. <br/><br/>He was awoken suddenly when he felt Nicolet shift and the cold air of outside disrupt the warmth of the interior. Oh dear they had arrived and he was entirely too sleepy to even begin to grasp what was going on. Blinking to wake himself up least he look like a fool. Or more so then he already felt he stumbled out of the car after Nicolet, glad his sister was up to her usual antics of acting like she knew literally everyone and their dogs.<br/><br/>He gave a polite smile and nod to everyone content to let his sister yammer on after everyone else. After all who was he to disrupt her fun when he was barely awake enough to realize he was standing. He stifled a yawn before anyone could see it and did his best to wake himself up to properly great their host as soon as he was free.</div></div></div></div>