It was just another day, as someone in the upper class. Forced to listen to ridicule and make small talk with guest all day.

You sigh to yourself as you walk to a balcony to clear up your mind, but you didn't notice there was someone else beside you on the balcony, a woman holding wine on her hands in an elegant fashion as she glanced at you and back at the scenery.

"...Are you also listening to the wind dancing on the treetops?"

The woman asked as your attention directed towards her.