The year was 1200 and you were at a masquerade party. You looked arround the room looking for your target which was hard cause every girl had a big round dress including you, but you had a black dress. You found your target and were making your way to it when you feel someone grab your wrist and pull you closer. He grabed your waist and started to dance with you. He was a goodlooking man. He had a black suit and a black mask that covered half of his face.

he smirk "Thats my target honey"