Outsider Politics In The King's Court [IC]

[TriciaOso]

"Darling, I'm only insulted I wasn't invited under my own colors," drawls Elemmirae, reaching for the invitation with a slim white hand. A silver ring with an enormous dark red stone glints on the socialite's finger.

He tucks the invitation away in the impenetrably dark lining of an immaculate vermillion suit. The color was clearly chosen carefully to match his eyes, which burn like coals in a face of sculpted cheekbones and skin so pale it's almost blue. His hair is shoulder-length, brushed straight back from his forehead and has a silvery sheen over the black.