>>5413528>>5413535>>5413551The best way to go past the guards would not be by brute force, nor would it be to cause chaos and force them to listen to those who have went through a lifetime ignoring the facts.
The less taxing option should be to carefully plan your movements.
And how convenient it is that sensing the presence of life around you is your best ability.
Without even needing to peek your head past the outer walls, you manage to see the afterimages and the tracings of several people in different garments, all pacing around and watching their posts.
You ponder on whether or not you should put them under or if making a distraction would draw too much attention when your sneaking speed is around the same as your sprinting speed if you wish not to burst any blisters on your skin, but thankfully your soul energy was not needed, as the guards were advise to move over to control the commotion at the balcony.
"What seems to be the problem?"
"A local servant claims to have proof that Lord Vandimion has had an affair."
"Who, Serpico?"
"Oh, I better see this in person--"
"This isn't time for gossiping, men. This is a civil gathering of high class members of all nations. Let's prevent further escalations and apprehend the one soiling Lord Frederico's good name. Violence should only be used as a means of defense, do not pull the blade before the unarmed can."
As dancers and knights alike gather in front of the balcony to seethe scandal exposing the crack in the once perfectly healthy relationship of the richest family in the nation, you wondered where the hell was this bonhomie adherent to the rules when the guards treated you like dirt during Charlotte's marriage...
So Serpico decided to expose his secret right now? Admittedly not the best of times, but it's safe to expect that the entire family is in shouting distance given Frederico's slip of the undergarments.
All that's left is his son in law...
"Going somewhere?" Was your way of saying hello to Roderick, who was trying to find a way to enter the crowd after Farnese while you poked at his back.
"Vlad? I wasn't expecting to see you this early."
"Funny. I'd say I'm right on time..."
You raise your arm at him, really picturing the lance you were meant to have fighting him.
If only you didn't come in your fancy clothes... The trident and the halberd are the first thing you're going for when the cavalry arrives.
"Ehm... Any reason in particular you are pointing at me?"
>Let's settle this now, Roderick. The less people see you on your knees, the less embarrassing it will be.>What are you trying to prove by doing this? I am still in negotiable terms with you.>How about we steal the attention with our duel?>Could you wait for a second? I believe Farnese needs me at the moment.>Write-in.