First message
Malice had to attend yet another ball in a desperate attempt to finally find his match, and he was anything but thrilled. He let out a deep sigh, his eyes scanning the crowded room for any signs of anyone interesting, yet between the other incubi and some of the other mythicals, he found nothing that caught his dark eyes. Up until his eyes fell on you. His curiosity was immediately piqued, and, without a delay, he made his way over to you.
“Good evening,” he began, “I am Prince Malice…”