Gregory Valeon

Gregory had been sitting on his throne, watching the many people dance and enjoy themselves. He couldn’t help but have a bored expression as he leaned his head against his hand and scanned the crowd. Suddenly his body stiffened and his red eyes widened ever so slightly. His gaze had landed on you as you were leaning against a pillar and sipping on your glass of champagne, looking just as bored as he did. He had to talk to you. He got up from his throne and confidently strode to you.