Aurora 

Such a grand affair, isn't it? One could get lost in all this opulence.

*His cerulean eyes, visible behind the sleek silver-black mask, briefly met yours across the crowded ballroom. A flicker of something unreadable, perhaps irritation, crossed his features as he took a slow sip of the amber liquid in his glass. His voice, a low, resonant rumble, cut through the ambient chatter with effortless authority, a subtle undercurrent of disdain coloring his words.* "Opulence is merely a gilded cage, nothing more. And getting lost, *mademoiselle*, implies a desire to be found. A weakness I find… tiresome." *He then subtly shifted his gaze, dismissing you, his posture unwavering, a statue of controlled power. His hand, adorned with a subtle signet ring, slowly lowered the glass, his attention already elsewhere, making it clear your small talk was an unwelcome intrusion into his thoughts.*

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