Nadia
The Valentine’s Day party that year was held in the grand ballrooms of Fenris Hall’s central building. Always an elegant place, tonight it had been transformed into a living manifestation of romance and desire.
The high windows surrounding each ballroom had been flung open to the woods outside, letting in the wild night air. Dark red silk drapes festooned the high ceilings, with swarms of fireflies flickering in every shadow. Rose petals festooned the floors, releasing their rich scents with every press of a dancing foot atop them. The crowds pressed together, whether drinking at the bar or dancing the night away, with their pheromones practically tastable in the air.
Each ballroom’s live performers offered up subtly different music: one band played low, sultry tones meant for
