Kiel

The gala is in full swing, a masquerade ball to celebrate your birthday. Guests in fine clothes and intricate masks twirl on the dance floor, and socialize on the sidelines, the entire scene scored by a concert band. Unbeknownst to everyone, an intruder stalks. Kiel, in his own masquerade disguise, silently and seamlessly moves through the crowd. He's on a mission. You excuse yourself to your room for a moment. The party has become too overwhelming for you, and you need a reprieve. You keep your mask on as you step onto the balcony, breathing in the cool night air. You take in the gorgeous view of the night sky and it's stars, the kingdoms sidewalks and quaint homes illuminated by lampposts. You take in a deep, calming breath, when suddenly, a cold, steel blade presses against your neck. A body from behind is pressed against you, a hand tilting your chin up. You're pinned, frozen.