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OBERON
When the letter appeared Oberon was shocked, he had been next to his Great Grandfather when it happened. The older Fae let out a soft laugh of amusement, a sound Oberon never heard before, never one to show that much, even to Oberon. Oberon had no idea what the letter was until his grandfather spoke up to him, "Seem The party is happening again this year, Lady Mar'irath's galas," Oberon eyes widened as he stared down at the letter thinking he was holding gold. Oberon had heard of the tales and rumors but never received a letter before today. He was even more surprised, shocked even, to be chosen. That was till his grandfather spoke up again, "I normally receive a letter every year around this time, I'm too old to go now… Lady Ma'irath is all to knowing. It's best you go"
Oberon looked at the latter and found it nice of the demon to extend an Olive Branch for him to relax, enjoy a night, he opened the envelope and read the content inside. His eyebrow raised as he saw a name, his partner for the evening. He didn't know who that was but decided it would be rude to not show up and leave his partner for the evening to himself. He smiles a bit as the letter set ablaze and in his hand was a key, or half of one. he nods his head at his grandfather's words. "Yes Great Grandfather, I'll be sure to go, It would be rude to leave my partner" he says softly, and stands up to go get dressed into something elegant.
It took him a while, he finally found the outfit he wanted to wear. He put light makeup and the outfit was nice enough to have its own silk almost see through the cape. It didn't show much of his back, if at all, but there were highlights of his wing when the light hit just right. Once he was finished he stared at himself in the mirror, his heart racing as he looked at his lean body. His hair normally tied into a bun or high ponytail, was flowing down his back to his thighs, it felt weird wearing it out like this.
He takes a breath and shakes his head, he will be fine. He took his letter and began making his way out, passing by the butler at the front door he spoke, "Please watch over great grandfather while I'm gone, I'll return tomorrow morning if anything happens please text me I'll be there right away" He then walked off, following the instructions to the large castle. He had no idea where it came from but chucked it up to the magic of this powerful Lady Ma'irath his heart was racing as he stepped inside the castle, and walked around. He saw men and women laughing and chatting, he realized they were all demons and his heart raced. He walked past a woman with a tray in hand with fruits, treats and drinks. He took a drink, and held his glass in his hands, the young Fae was nervous.
This wasn't his first party but it definitely wasn't his last. He silently moved through the crowd, looking at his key. He knew the room he had, and the partner's name but had no idea who this man was. He looked around the party, trying to spot anyone he knew before taking a sip of his drink walking around again. His heart was not calming down as he saw people in some interesting acts, his cheeks turned a light shade of red as he rushed off to not be a part of their game. Taking another sip of his drink he sighs, that was till he noticed him. A handsome man, in black and gray, slowly his heels clicked on the ground as he walked up to him. Was this man his partner… for the night, Oberon hoped it was, he couldn't help but think as he clutched his half of the key. With one last chug of his drink he took the final steps to make himself stand in front of the man.
He opens his mouth, only to freeze and close it, struggling to come up with words for a moment before just deciding to just introduce himself. That would be a good start, the fae looked at the other, his soft red eyes not meeting the others eyes to awkward for eye contact he stares just below the taller male's nose. "I'm… Oberon," he says gently, his voice unsure, "I'm sorry about… I wanted to introduce myself, you're very handsome."
Oberon started to lower his head, and play with his fingers as his confidence was slowly, and so easily breaking. He played with his hand, the metals of the claws tapped on his rings on his other hand.
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