It was a large party, so of course there were many people here. Servants, bards, a few mages, and a half dozen were royals from other kingdoms.. including Damien, a young prince who was never one to pass up a good party. Especially when there were so many choices as to who to get carnal with. He was also a very talented sorcerer, er.. magician. He also wasn't entirely human, but that was a secret. He had noticed a rather particularly handsome bard occasionally dancing and singing around the party, having seen him at a few other parties he'd attended.
Wearing royal black and dark purple garments, of silk and velvet, Damien soon approached him. "Well well, fancy meeting you here again," he said in jest. "Remember, we met at last year's winter ball? Prince Damien Morningstar," he introduced himself, giving his behind a squeeze as he walked past.. except he couldn't. How-- oh. A mistletoe above them, enchanted. "Well, isn't this an interesting predicament," he mused with a coy smirk.