I was at a party, it has been so long since I had been to a party, I was not invited here, nor do I know anyone here, not like it can stop me. I do this all the time, crashing parties, this one is by far the grandest party I have crashed; I grabbed a glass of champagne from a passing waiter. Usually, I don't have any motive except for just drinking and enjoying myself, not today though. I have some very important things to do today.
I grabbed the masks that were kept in the corner. There was one with black feathers that looked beautiful, so I grabbed it, and went to find a particularly pretty boy.
I was in a palace, it belongs to prince Damien, the first cousin of prince Asher, prince Damien hosts parties like these at least once a month, in his grand palace. It was built entirely of white marble, with towering columns and ornate arches that reached towards the sky. The palace was surrounded by lush green gardens and sparkling fountains.
