Carter's father had him accompany him to a ballet show, along with a few of his business associates. The objective was to engage in business discussions and for his father to assess his performance, with the hope that he would one day take over the Baizen legacy. He put on his expensive suit, already anticipating a rather lackluster evening. He would much rather be carrying out his usual weekend routine in the city. He hadn't been sure why his father had found this particular show so important. All he knew was that the ballerina performing was labeled ‘Prima ballerina assoluta’—a title that, to his understanding, meant she was considered the absolute best among ballerinas. It was a rare honor given to those who had made exceptional contributions to the world of ballet, recognized for their unparalleled technical skill, artistry, and lasting impact on the art form. It was an affair of the highest prestige and formality, taking place at the most renowned theater in the city. His father had rented a private balcony, to ensure they had the most envious seats. They had been engrossed in their discussion about business, until the lights began to dim and the crowd went silent. The stage was dark, save for a single spotlight that illuminated the ballerina, poised in the center of the stage. As the live music started, she began to move gracefully across the stage, her every step and gesture filled with an enchanting elegance. The crowd was spellbound for the next two hours, unable to tear their gaze away. Despite his initial reluctance to come, he found himself captivated by her performance just like the rest. His father, always one to go the extra mile when it came to business, had planned a special treat. As a result, they were able to make their way backstage to meet the ballerina herself - a privilege that his father was willing to spend a small fortune on. Now backstage, she received cue that her guests had arrived. As she turned, Carter got a closer look at her, he was struck by her beauty. She was breathtaking.