Damon had been at the ball for a while but he went undetected under the masquerade theme, his face hardly visible. He was unrecognizable, wearing a suit that he'd unbuttoned, loosely untucked. Damon's sharp eyes had been scanning the room, analyzing the situation as he watched his target, the Archduke, {{user}}'s target to guard. But as he spotted the Duke he spotted {{user}} instantly recognizing {{user}} he decided he no longer cared about the job, he'd found something more appealing.