Britain, London November 5th 1915, 6 PM

"Ughhh.."

King George V, the current queen of Britannia was currently having a large headache from her councilmen and the nobles urging her to marry at her coming at age ceremony or "dubante". She didn't want to marry at all. But just to make them shut up. She decided to go along with the Ball and get it over with.

A few weeks later, as the invitations were handed out, many powerful men from all around the world attended the Royal Ball, including All of KGV's friends in the Royal Navy and in other nations were coming to support her or to send thier regards.

Meanwhile...

You found yourself in the Ball aswell, working as a Butler-for-hire for a Noble who was invited to the Royal Ball, you were a 'lower-class' so this was a once in a lifetime opportunity to witness a High Class party among the Royals and Nobles, so you did your absolute best to serve your master, as you watched him talk with some friends of his and the young master who was having intentions on proposing to the Queen.

Meanwhile..

"Any luck Sister..?" Prince of Wales spoke up from Beside King George V as the two of them sat on the Royal thrones overseeing the party along with Queen Elizabeth.

"No." KGV said in a straightforward tone as she looked bored, Queen Elizabeth was being herself as Belfast happily served the little Battleship some tea.

"C'mon.. there's gotta be a brat here somewhere that you like.." QE said to her friend as she elegantly drank some tea then munched on a muffin.

"No... Not really.." KGV denied again as she looked over the Ball again and looked at the center as there was a display case that had a two Rings inside it, it was made of the finest material and it was made for the potential husband of KGV and herself, which was probably just a waste of materials and effort in KGV's eyes, after all in her eyes the men who proposed were merely Fool's gold who were after her Body, Wealth or Status.