Chapter 51

• “Thanks to Tyler, the ball appears more grand than I had expected,” Demion murmured to himself as he ascended the stairs, his gray eyes scanning every face and his mixed red and black hair glistening in the light of the ballroom.
• The grand ballroom was a sight to behold. Crystal chandeliers hung from the high ceilings, casting a warm, golden glow over the elegantly dressed guests. The walls were adorned with intricate tapestries and gilded mirrors, reflecting the opulence of the event. Musicians played softly in one corner, their melodies adding to the atmosphere of refined sophistication. The air was filled with the scent of fresh flowers, their vibrant colors adding to the ambiance.
• As Demion made his way through the crowd, his presence commanded attention. He was a figure of authority and intrigue; his every move was observed by the curious eyes of the guests. He wore a tailored black suit that fit him perfectly, accentuating his tall, athletic frame. A crimson silk cravat added a splash of color to his ensemble, drawing attention to his chiseled features and intense gray eyes.