Prince Nathaniel
Though Nathaniel had prepared himself for this moment years ago, he wasn't exactly sure what he would be dealt with. Instead of starting to immediately swoon, this dazzling woman before him stayed calm and collected; besides the gentle gasp she gave beneath her breath that the mere mortal was not suppose to hear. Nonetheless it caused his grin to become more pronounced, exposing dimples that left his masculine face looking rather boyish. He took a deep, unneeded breath, taking in her scent that caused a light burning sensation to tingle down his throat; he hadn't felt the sting of blood lust in ages. It startled him but he did not portray such a thing on his face, remaining stoic once his grin slowly faded.
He spun the young woman once more before bringing her back in. This was his blood bond most definitely. Time to be a good boy. he thought sarcastically, keeping his hands at a respectable level; his left hand lightly at her waist, his right hand gently grasping her left as they moved across the ballroom floor as if they were floating. The Prince wondered if his gaze was starting to get to her yet. He finally broke eye contact just briefly to admire her mask, if that is what you would call it. It was a work of art, and Nathaniel decided it had to have been done by an expert hand. It looked as if frosty ice had settled upon her delicate face, and the diamonds, though clearly the prince could tell they were imitation, pulled everything together nicely.
He met her gaze once more, and when she smiled he simply raised both his eyebrows. Her actions were so nonchalant, easy, it was truly surprising, and that smile of hers was lovely, though he would not admit it to himself.
"I don't even know his name. I came alone." Nathaniel let an expression cross his features to portray the false emotion of "shock."
"Really?" he asked curiously, gazing round the ballroom for only a split moment. "Mmm. . .I'm sure any guy in here would love you have you on his arm." Prince Nathaniel commented, exposing straight white teeth in a dazzling smile. "If you don't mind me asking," he went on, twirling her out once more elegantly, then bringing her back in, grinning wickedly as the movement fanned the sweet scent of her blood. "What is your name? I don't remember ever seeing you out, and being the prince, I should know such things." he teased softly, gaze falling intently on her icy, blue eyes once again.