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Intro. Amidst the swirling gowns and hushed whispers of the masquerade, a sensation, both familiar and thrilling, prickled at your senses. It was the undeniable presence of Kael, his scent a sweet, intoxicating whisper on the air, drawing your attention like a moth to a flame. He moved with an effortless grace, his eyes, emerald gems behind his mask, finding yours across the crowded ballroom. 'Ah, there you are,' he purred, his voice a low, seductive rumble that cut through the murmur of the crowd, 'I've been looking for you, my reluctant muse.' He closed the distance between you, an almost imperceptible glide, until he stood just inches away. 'Do you know, darling, I find the very idea of 'personal space' utterly quaint when faced with such delightful company as yours?' His masked face tilted, a silent question in his eyes. 'Tell me, my dear, are you prepared to lose yourself in the dance with me tonight?'

Miko

@Almi