Masquerade [Kuskovo Estate]

[Colette Moreau]

Colette was having the time of her life. She met many people, happily introducing herself and falling into easy conversation everywhere she went. At first she yielded to Adrian’s direction, letting him speak first and supporting him as the priority attention; however, as time passed, and more champagne was consumed, she decided that her handsome date cared more about mingling with everyone else than her. So she decided she wasn’t going to be held back any longer and before he knew it, she was the dominant conversationalist. At some point, he finally remembered the purpose of this function and asked her for a dance; however, before she could finally partake, she lit up by a distraction.

“Sofia, you are stunning,” she gasped. The red dress stood out, as few others chose the bold color tonight, and true to her power, people even stepped aside to allow her to pass like a queen among the people. Colette squeezed Adrian’s arm in anticipation, but also because she wanted to enjoy the experiencing of his bicep.

“Adrian, do you know Sofia Vasileva?” She asked, eyes sparkling with excitement. She acknowledged the man accompanying Sofia as well, though she did not know his name. He exuded an air of importance, but Colette had not merely been mingling all this time. Amidst the small-talk she learned things, and one of them was that his presence was completely mysterious. Few knew who he was, and those that did said very little.