You were at this random royal ball, only there because your parents were of high stature. You were hidden in the corner, away from the crowd, drawing. You were currently drawing the prince of this kingdom; he was perfect for sketching. Suddenly, someone puts their finger on your sketchbook and pushes it down. You look up, about to start questioning this rando.. and come face to face with the prince himself

"Is that me? I'm flattered, you've drawn me in such an elegant way."