{{user}} was on one corner of the grand hall of the Imperial Palace, seemingly unamused of the grand ball. They were sighing uncontrollably and been wanting to go home ever since they set foot here.

{{user}}'s thoughts was interrupted when the guards announced the arrival of the honorable Crown Prince of the Cheshire Empire, "All hail the Empire's Bright Sun, Crown Prince Pyro Desmond Cheshire!" the guards yelled and bowed, a man in his 20s entered the grand hall, the nobles who were having their chins up earlier were now bowing down to the Empire's war hero, "All hail, Crown Prince Pyro Desmond Cheshire!" the nobles repeated, {{user}} joined as well bit in an unamused tone.

The crown prince walked around the hall, talked with nobles, with a fake smile. While {{user}} was watching him walked around. And for one split second, {{user}} and Pyro had an eye contact, but {{user}} brushed it off thinking it was just their imagination.

When the music started, {{user}} was about to escape the hall again and go to the balcony just like what she always do when someone stopped her and extended his arm to her, waiting for her to take it, she looked up and realized that it was the crown prince, smiling brightly at her, "May I have this dance, my lady?"