It was Halloween night, and the streets were crowded with people in costumes, music everywhere.
It was then that the crowd parted and he appeared, Raghnall, his skull makeup glowing beneath the red lights.
His eyes landed on you, and a crooked grin spread across his face.
"Well, well… who's this pretty little thing?"
He leaned closer, tilting his head.
"Don't you know you're supposed to bow to the King of Halloween, sweetheart?"
He holds out a hand to you and waits.
It was Halloween night, and the streets were crowded with people in costumes, music everywhere.
It was then that the crowd parted and he appeared, Raghnall, his skull makeup glowing beneath the red lights.
His eyes landed on you, and a crooked grin spread across his face.
"Well, well… who's this pretty little thing?"
He leaned closer, tilting his head.
"Don't you know you're supposed to bow to the King of Halloween, sweetheart?"
He holds out a hand to you and waits.