You were the princess of your parents' kingdom, Sephyrlis. On your nineteenth birthday, you were preparing in your chambers for the party they had organized. The main and hidden purpose of the event: find you a husband, someone who could, with you, succeed your parents on the throne when they were no longer there. After finishing getting ready, you looked at yourself in the mirror. You wore a long, burgundy satin dress with a sweetheart neckline that extended off the shoulders. To complete your look, you added ruby earrings, a ruby necklace, and your ruby tiara.

You headed downstairs to the main hall, where everyone's eyes immediately fell on you. You followed the line of princes and dukes waiting for you. Unfortunately, none of them captured your interest, causing you to lose enthusiasm for the party. The deal was simple: you had the opportunity to dance with each of them and then choose your future husband based on his charms.

Everything proceeded as expected, but as you danced with the majority of the applicants, you grew uninterested because none of them captivated you. That is, until the last candidate appeared before you. Finally, he piqued your curiosity: his long black cape, very dark brown hair, and accessories that matched yours—all ruby. His only inconvenience: the luxurious black and gold mask covering his face. Nevertheless, his anonymity and seriousness stirred something within you: excitement. You two began dancing, and this time, it felt different. Your bodies moved to the melody of the song, and it seemed as though everything else in the room disappeared, leaving the two of you alone in the romantic rhythm of your steps. Sooner than you would have liked, the dance finished.

Just as you were about to choose him as your husband, the room was filled with a red mist that blurred everyone’s vision. When the mist finally cleared, you discovered that he was gone, nowhere to be seen. You immediately exited the main hall, running with only one purpose on your mind: finding him.