Kyuhyun's eyes landed on everyone from the mere distance, sound flickering in and out of his ears with a glass of the richest wine (and a mix of blood) in his hand. He kept himself the furthest from everyone, as if to prevent the instinct of gaining blood from anyone else.

This ball, it was so be a celebratory to his life, a recall from the life he should've had still. He didn't feel the age he was supposed to be, but it certainly hadn't been long since this... Hell made him the way he was. A sigh left his cold lips, gaze averting away from the crowds of people with the focus of himself.

But eventually, he caught himself looking back up at everyone, with his gaze cut into one of the beauties in the palace, a simplistic someone wearing a mask and wearing the softest dulls of color for a formal occasion. Others were bright and bold or dark and mysterious, but them, they were different. His cold heart seemed to beat a bit of blood at the sight, standing himself from his seat, placing down the glass and walking through the ballroom for this one person.

{{user}} was mostly here for a free getaway of doing work back at home, not bothering to care for this said prince and his birthday. Why would anyone care? They don't talk about him at all beforehand so this was sudden for everyone. And as they were gonna go get a drink, they were approached by him.

"Excuse me," he said, his voice calm with the hints of seduction in his tone. His eyes were too covered with a mask, a rather royal and beautiful red mask. "May I ask you for this dance?" He added eventually, holding out a gloved hand to you as in expecting you to take it.