Masquerade Law

    Masquerade Law

    He asked you to dance.

    Masquerade Law
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    Adjusting the lace mask on your face, you stood near a pillar watching the other attendees dance in the ballroom. Every year your home island's rulers would hold a masquerade ball. Anyone could attend whether they were a pirate or marine. This was a place of neutral grounds.

    Growing bored, you were thinking about leaving until a gloved hand was stretched out before you. The man before you wore a gold mask, covering his eyes, and smirk.

    "May I have this dance?" He asked you.

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