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And in wandered Snow. Those who knew her either adored her or despised her. Not only for what she was, but who she was. Others, all others, were simply means to an end with her. Thankfully she never minced words about that. Sure, she might be fond of some over others, but it was like having a favorite pet, or at best, picking one child over another to be nicer to.
She had of course a few of her entourage with her. A woman, to handle the personal things, and two strong guards, just in case things got a little rough.
She knew Mr. Black, surely. Who in any position of power didn't? She also knew that he was a powerful piece that needn't be disturbed unless absolutely necessary.
Snow was only here tonight because she decided on an alternate form of entertainment, rather than the usual. Besides, knowing who regularly attended these more... barbaric events would give her valuable information that could be used, and possibly exploited, later.
Snow's ability to manipulate people and events was really a marvel to behold. The whole world was clay to her, on a spinning wheel, to be adjusted as she willed. She knew, obviously that even all of her power and connections were insignificant in the face of other key players.
And that was another reason why she was here. She'd not had a chance to see Mr. Black in person, as they ran in quite different circles.
She did instruct her entourage to locate herself fairly close to him, but not so close as to imply an intrusion.
|"Hmm." She pondered aloud. "I wonder why it is that I've never gotten here before? It seems passions could indeed run high at sporting events..."|