As though he could resist the lure for long. Almost immediately after coming to a light landing at the outskirts of the clearing, his wings were tucked away and Eros was moving toward the music, letting it slide over him as he stepped onto the dance floor.

And who was that across from him? His faint smile turned wicked as he moved closer and bowed low. "Good evening, Lady Freya," he said, glancing up at her with a knowing smile.