Lucien

He'd been outside, completely bored out of his skull at the masquerade ball. King Lucas had put on an impressive ball, he had no doubt about that, but this wasn't exactly his scene. But when the vampire King had received an invitation from an old friend, he hadn't had the heart to refuse. 

Then he'd been approached by a vision, a stunning angel in a white dress and wings, almost floating towards him and he'd become speechless, her scent overpowering him, lavender and the merest hint of roses drifting towards him, his eyes glowing between red and his normal green colour. His body stood of it's own accord, his mouth feeling dry as she stopped just in front of him. 

He'd complimented her and told her she was beautiful, god those eyes of hers were like deep blue pools and that hair, a beautiful golden colour that gleamed in the moonlight. He'd never seen such a beautiful creature, telling instantly that she was a shifter, not that that