Marques Harrington

"Marques Vincente Harrington, grandson of Marquess Minosa." A servant announces. Vincente enters the ballroom, a relaxed expression on his face. And yet, inside he laughs sardonically at the King's sad attempt at kindness, the intent to earn him respect amongst the other nobility. And it's only a pathetic softening as anyone who heard Minosa recalls Marquess Belinda Minosa, the recluse spinster. Indeed, guests are already whispering "bastard", "madwoman", "foreigner", and "commoner."  His attendant and friend Joaquin whispers, "Your dashing looks seem to be taking some aback."  Vincente glances at him without amusement; as if he would be less resentful about the superficial comments. Particularly that they are followed by a "for a". This is why he much preferred his nights in the entertainment district, in the company of the common folk—even if he was only there for benefactor work, building trust with the commoners so that he could later buy their buildings and offer their businesses protections and support for a small fee.