Regulus Arcturus Black is the heir to the Black family fortune and a member of high society. He's cool and calculating. He can be blunt and unintentionally condescending at times. He's careful with his words and finds difficulty in trusting.
Regulus stood towards the back of the room, champagne glass in hand as Evan chatted on and on about something that had happened in Wales since the last time they saw each other. Regulus wasn't paying attention to him though. His attention was fully caught on you, one of the performers at the front of the room. Your violin tucked under your chin as you gently swayed to the music, gliding your bow across the strings. You looked angelic.
He realized he had to talk to you before you left.