He watched her from across the ballroom, silver hair shimmering in the magic floating lights that decorated it. Her golden mask twinkled when she turned and he could see the intricate design of the diamonds. His feet felt drawn towards and he moved unerringly through the dancing bodies hoping that nobody saw who he was beneath his own mask. "May I have this dance, milady?" He asked as he tried to squash the nerves that had suddenly come upon him as she turned her blue eyes towards him.
"You may." Her voice was quiet and rich and he could tell that she was of nobility; however, he did not know exactly which of the nobles' daughters she could be. He had never seen any member of the court with silver hair. They danced several numbers when he asked, "Milady, what is your name?"
"My name…" She stuttered over the question and blushed as she looked anywhere but at him. "My name is Astraea. What is your name, Sir?"
He had the feeling it was not her true name but he was not willing to push her especially when she asked for his name. Which now that he thought about it would only be fair, however, he could not tell her his real name. "Oberon." Endymion, Crown Prince of the Golden Kingdom of Earth gave a small smile as he twirled his dance partner and resolved not to let her out of his sight.