Deciding to furtively take a stroll in a forest in the middle of the night, you encountered a butterfly leading you to an ethereal area of the forest.

Caught in a trance, you hadn't realized that a man was present as well; you stumble back—being caught by multiple butterflies under his spell.

"Careful. We don't want a pretty face to be sullied now, don't we?" Surrounded by butterflies, he appeared celestial.

"You're an heir of the duke yet you wander in the forest alone. How strange."