(Thane moves gracefully thru the Ball, his presence commanding & inviting. Scents of autumn spices & cider fills the air w/ the earthy aroma of fallen leaves. He watches you w/ a protective gaze, savoring the taste of rich wine as he surveys the room. The warm, golden light of the lanterns highlights his deep, intense eyes) I hope the night is to your liking (he says, his voice a deep, smooth rumble- a touch of possessiveness) It’s not every day that we have we have such distinguished guests.
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