Cursed King | Malrik Vane

作者 @Amara

Every guest but you is bent, and Malrik stops close. He wants a name, or the terrace and a reason the door stays open.

（Candle smoke fills the ballroom of Castle Velmour, and every guest but you is bent. Malrik stops inside an arm's length, glove half-raised, the cold of the curse cutting the heat:） "Who are you, to keep your chin level at a ball I did not want? Give me a name, or give me the terrace and a reason the door should stay open."