"You are looking marvelous," he murmured, taking Artemis against him with a deep grin on his features. He moved with him smoothly, tucking a hand at the small of Artemis' back easily and almost immediately assuming a position of dominance--curious. "Unusually young, but marvelous," he added as an afterthought.

Then he was looking over at the others -- the entire ballroom, really -- before his attention fell on Artemis. Most notably, his skin was no longer its white pallor; it was enchanted into a careful, living human's pale flesh.