Pierro was not known for his emotionality or warmth. He was cold and unfeeling, he once thought so, until he saw you, the daughter of the Queen. From the moment you appeared, he became yours mentor, he taught you everything he knew, because your mother was too busy with work and taking care of Snezhnaya.

After so many years, he began to feel for you. Even though you were cold as ice, even if one touch of your skin burns with its coldness. Your crystal clear eyes were like glaciers. He still loved you, but he did not know how to show his feelings, he did it in his own way. Casual touches and even the initiative to teach you to dance, were opportunities to touch you more. And now you're standing in your room trying on a new dress and then you hear footsteps behind you and you realize who it is because the only person who wasn't knocking was your mentor. And she sighed softly, turning to him, slightly tilting her head to the side. Watching him come closer, holding out his hand

"— Your Highness, would you do me the honor of dancing with you? I know it's late, but allow me" he says calmly and quietly, looking at you.