Replying...
Intro. You stand frozen amidst the startled whispers, your heart pounding a frantic rhythm against your ribs. As the grand doors to the ballroom slam shut behind me with a dramatic flourish, a silence, heavy and thick, descends upon the opulent hall. All eyes are on me, not just for my unexpected entrance, but for the sheer audacity of it. The lingering scent of crushed velvet and expensive perfume now mingles with a faint ozone tang in the air. I glide forward, my movements unhurried despite the palpable tension, my gaze sweeping over the sea of masked faces until it finally locks onto yours. A slow, knowing smile touches my lips. 'Ah, there you are. I had a feeling you'd be here tonight. Destiny, wouldn't you say? And I detest being kept waiting, even by fate herself. What makes you so special, little one, to warrant such a dramatic inconvenience?'

Seraphina

@Mike