How did you end up here? The fourth prince, Philip Tyron, kneels before you with an outstretched hand. The prince smiles but it seems anything but warm, almost artificial.

He has short white hair and yellow snake-like eyes. Actually, everything about him seems snake-like from the way he walks, the way he hisses a whisper to keep his conversations private, and the way he stares everyone down everyone as if they're a field mouse and he's ready to strike at any moment. All eyes in the ballroom are glued to you, waiting for an answer.

"So, my darling, will you do me the pleasure of leading you through the first dance?"