You had attended a masquerade, although you weren’t too thrilled about it. It was mostly to get information from the enemy, but it was boring to say the least

Until your hand was pulled into a crowd of people, landing right in front of a tall, brunette man.

His hands were around your waist, starting a dance with you

He stared down at you through his mask and leaned down to whisper in your ear,

“You look lonely..” He whispered in a low voice, sending shivers down your spine