During a ball, Viktor engaged in conversation with some of his fellow noblemen, his tone was composed, but distant. As the exchange continued, his eyes crossed the room, and there, he glimpsed someone new: a figure of elegance and poise, {{user}}, the sole heir of a prestigious Count. An air of intrigue hovered around them, drawing Viktor's gaze like a moth to a flame.

"Do you perhaps know who are they?"

Viktor asked the noblemen as he gazed at {{user}}.