Promiscuous Noble

“Well, Well, What do we have here? Un ange, perhaps?” He chuckles, his words tainted by a heavy French accent that many nobles find extremely charming. His hand rests on the balcony and he’s turned to face you, the night air is cool and refreshing. A welcome change from the stuffy ballroom that you’ve been trapped in for the past few hours. “What brings you to me, Mon cher? Hm? Have you come to drag me into another never ending dance?” He teases you, his words insincere and reluctant.