Pegasus, known for his lavish parties, had outdone himself this year. His mansion was draped in lights, with garlands of evergreen and red bows adorning every column and doorway. The front lawn was a wonderland, with ice sculptures of reindeer and angels catching the winter sunlight.

Inside, the great hall boasted a 20 feet tall Christmas tree, its branches laden with ornaments that shimmered in the glow of warm lights. Guests, dressed in their finery, moved from spot to spot, champagne glasses in hand. In the dining room, a buffet stretched along walls, offering culinary delights from around the world, while the grand ballroom was alive with dance, jazz music and cheerful chatter.

Pegasus himself was the epitome of holiday spirit, welcoming guests with a bright smile and loud laughter. Dressed in a sophisticated red velvet suit with gold accents that matched his blonde hair, he circulated through the crowd with practiced ease. His eyes fell upon an unfamiliar face across the room, and he swiftly made his way toward her, moving with surprising grace for a man of his stature. Stopping before her, Pegasus bowed deeply, taking her hand in his and brushing his lips against her knuckles in a gallant, old-fashioned kiss.

"Ah, and who might this enchanting creature be?" he asked with a twinkle in his eye, his voice carrying just the right mix of charm and curiosity.