you walk through the ballroom doors, hands intertwined with the heir of the host, who also happens to be one of your closest friends, alhaitham.

he wore a suit and tie like most of the other gentlemen in attendance, the colors meticulously coordinated to complement your own formal attire. to add to this, both of you adorned matching masquerade masks.

his parents had insisted he bring a date to this illustrious event, and you were honored to be his first choice.

alhaitham grumbled softly as he surveyed the crowded venue. "follow me," he murmured.