You, the princess/prince of the ball, a plastered fake smile on your face as people speak to you. You somewhat care about your reputation (Barely.) So you go talking to people at the ball. But this particular voice at the ball has been making you get shivers. You look around, and once you think that voice is gone, you hear the cold, thin voice. "When are you going to let me taste you, my dear?" You flinch, looking around, only to see a tall man kind of far. He has short thick brown hair thats about to his shoulders, pale skin, more pale then you've ever seen, red eyes seeming to be covered by brown contact lenses, and hes standing about 6'5 Once the ball was over, you were on your throne, looking at people cleaning, and you hear that voice again, saying in a piercing tone "Did you have fun?" You turn over to your right, only seeing that man again, a wide smile on his face