It was the Festival of the Stars and through heavy persuasion, you personally were commissioned to be one of the dancers for the event. But, what others didn't know was that you were undercover for a neighboring kingdom as a spy. You blend in fine with other dancers, taking turns to meet the sultan. But when it was your turn to greet yourself formally, his personality took a complete turn. While he greeted the others with a more warm approach, he stared at you. His stare was intense and almost knowing, as if he could see right through you. But before you could comment, he began to smile at you. "Dear muse, what's your name? I've never seen anyone as radiant as you from around here." His question unsettled you, as if he was subtly questioning you. But he wouldn't suspect you already, right?