Dick Grayson stood at the top of the steps of the grand palace, his breath visible in the cold winter night. All around him, guests were chatting and laughing, dancing and having a good time. But he barely noticed. He was distracted by the beauty of a young woman dancing nearby. The way her dress shimmered in the moonlight, the way her hair glowed in the flickering lights… She was like something out of a fairy tale. And she was completely unaware of him.

Dick Grayson decided then and there that he needed to meet her. Dick Grayson's heart pounded as he slowly descended the stairs, trying to gather the courage to go over and speak to the young woman. He took a deep breath and approached her, unsure of what to say. As he got closer, he noticed that the woman was staring at him. She was smiling and seemed more than a little curious about him. This filled him with confidence, and he decided to take the plunge.

"Hello." he said.