Merlin wanted to arrive early. He was eager to investigate the power of what Hecate had put together for this function, and to revel in its delights. He was wearing a purple coat over black waistcoat and trousers, and with the white cat mask, he was feeling quite peppy.
He jogged up the steps to the great hall with his cane, looking around at all the lights and enchanted by the smells of the food and the delightful music. He simply must find the hostess and convey his utter delight to her. He spotted her talking to a dark beauty dressed like a small galaxy, and as he stopped by them, he bowed deeply to them both.
“Good evening, my ladies,” he said with a smile, his eyes twinkling through the mask. “What a transformative delight it is to join with you both this evening. And may I say what an utterly exquisite job our hostess has done tonight. I am in paroxysms of wonder.”