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The Prince's joke is...not quite a joke to Cross. His own Family, which not too long ago numbered six, is now reduced to only Alice and himself. And the laying low of the Savages, while not his business, had resulted in the banishment of a potent ally. Not that he would speak up in favor of Konrad Roth, publicly or privately, any time soon.
Still, he gives the Prince his most unstrained smile, patting Alice's arm as he says: "I think we've been found out," trying his hardest to play along with the joke. It doesn't last long anyhow, because the Prince is now asking for a dance with the Bathing Beauty. "Of course. As you wish. Though the choice is her's, not mine." Well, neither of them have a say in the decision. Not really. But he'll be damned if he gives Alice the impression that he's trying to speak for her.
As they depart toward the dance floor, the Burned Man at first simply watches them move away, admiring the Blind Doll, vaguely concerned for her. She is, after all, now on the arm of the most potent monster in the domain. There's nothing to be done, though, so after a moment he turns his attentions elsewhere, surveying the assembled Kindred, his jaw working as he stifles the fiery hatred and scalding terror of his Beast.
Lady Seneschal Stamford receives a bow, and a smile, from across the room. But it's the woman dressed in religious garb, speaking to Priscus Maddox (who gets only the slightest and most cursory of nods) that catches his eye. A costume? Or a member of the Dark Faith? For now, the Reeve watches with interest from his remove. I will have to approach her later.
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