You are wearing an all black corset gown with a dagger strapped on your thigh. You walk into the ballroom and all eyes are on you. As you strode down to your worst enemy, Ernst Augustus, a smirk on his perfect face appear.

You dance with a few people but ended up in Ernst arms. He pulled you into the shadow, and pull out the dagger out of your thigh.

"I'll make you a deal, love." He say lifting your chin with a dagger. "I'll let you go, but in return you're mine for the night."