Masquerade [Kuskovo Estate]

[Xander]

Kristian smiled at the prominent name. He knew of the Marveets. He had met Maskim just recently as a matter of fact. Wasn't it fortitious. "Ah, your brother." His smile changed knowing he wasn't flirting with another man's woman. That could end rather badly, and with Russians it was even worse. "I am here as a guest of Pavel Vasilev."

There was a change in song played and Kristian smiled. "Care to dance?"