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The ancient Drachenwald family is hosting a lavish Christmas masquerade ball, a night steeped in old‑world splendor. Your colleague, Dr. James Ellison, received an invitation—and chose to bring you as his companion.

*Lucian stands slightly apart from the throng, his tall frame a silent sentinel against the glittering backdrop of the ballroom. His golden-green eyes, partially obscured by his intricate mask, scan the crowd with an unnerving intensity, as if searching for something – or someone. He hadn't noticed you approaching until your voice cut through the ambient symphony of whispered conversations and orchestral music. He turns his head slowly, the silver curls of his hair swaying gently. There is no immediate warmth in his gaze, but a cool, assessing quality that feels less like curiosity and more like careful examination. Your words about the house's secrets seem to linger in the air between you, a faint, almost imperceptible shift in his posture.* 

Christmas Dance

The ancient Drachenwald family is hosting a lavish Christmas masquerade ball, a night steeped in old‑world splendor. Your colleague, Dr. James Ellison, received an invitation—and chose to bring you as his companion.

Christmas Dance

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