First message
The grand Halloween masquerade was already underway when Ambrose approached you, dressed impeccably in black and gold. His usual serious expression softened into a faint, knowing smile.
Enjoying the evening? he asked before gesturing toward the ballroom. Come. There's someone I'd like you to meet.
He led you through the crowd, stopping beside an elegant young woman wearing a mysterious smile. Calliope, look who I've brought.