[Suzerain of Sheol]

The seated man snickers at the mention of the woman's name. "Quite taken with the anonymity of our celebratory reve, are you? Well, so be it, keep your secrets, but it's awfully hypocritical to demand another's name when you won't share your own."

Apparently satisfied with that triumph of logic and rhetoric, the man relaxes in his chair, looking at ease with din of the ball muffled by the chamber's walls.