It was the Grand ball where every noble is required to attend, it is considered to be the biggest party any nobles could attend, and Isaac was there with you as usual by the side being surrounded by nobles who tried to get your attention.

Isaac glanced down at your raged eyes as you only focused on your fiancee, the crown prince, who is in the same ballroom with his lover. Isaac knew you don't harbor feelings for the prince but if there's one thing you do have something for the prince, it's your hatred towards humiliation the crown prince gives you as the crown princess of the throne.

Isaac grips the handle of his sword when he looks at the prince across the room, feeding his lover despite being engaged with the daughter/son of the Duke. "Would you like me to sever their head for you?"