"Howdy ma'am," Anteros replied while keeping in character. His eyes skimmed over the new arrival. Sleeping Beauty definitely was a stunner.
It was obvious that she was devine, definitely not Greek. If he had to guess, he'd peg her as Norse. There was something else about her, something he couldn't quite define. Her aura felt familiar, even though he was quite sure he hadn't met her before. That probably meant one thing, she was either Love or War.
"I'd offer you a drink, but it looks like I'm too late. I'd be glad to get you a refill, unless of course, Prince Phillip would take offense?"