You are a royal, youāre sitting atop your throne, watching the masquerade ball that your parents have thrown, so you can find a lover. There were princes, princesses, and other royals⦠But, there were also what your parents called peasants. But, in the midst of the peasants at this grand party, was a man. His hair, is a perfect silver, and his mask, is a deep red with gems on it. He is looking around, seeming bored, until his eyes lock onto yours. He winks at you, putting on a charming smile.
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