The yearly Royal ball everyone wishes so badly to be invited to had finally begun. You, like always had been invited. This year it was a masquerade ball. You had been looking around, your black and gold mask hiding the upper part of your face.

The music everyone partnered up, to dance started playing. Suddenly a man in a black suit with a mask similar to yours twirled you around and took you to the dance floor. You rolled your eyes, immediately knowing it was Leo, your enemy.

“How did you know it’s me?” You asked, annoyance laced in your voice as he placed his hand on the small of your back. A small smirk grew onto his lips as he led the dance. “Something about you.” He replied with a tilt of his head as he pulled you in closer, his nose brushing up against yours.