The masked ball in the Nocturne Kingdom was renowned for its uniqueness; a gathering like no other. The ballroom exuded an air of enchantment, shrouded in darkness, illuminated only by ethereal purple lights conjured by the powers of dark magic. The attendees, donned in black and dark hues with hints of purple or red and masks, moved gracefully, adding to the mysterious allure of the party. The music, haunting and quiet, echoed through the grand hall, performed by shadowborns, intensifying the enigmatic ambiance.

Your purpose here was to spy on the princess, to confirm if she truly existed. As you retreated to the balcony to gather your thoughts and strategize your plan, the night unfolded its secrets. A beautiful figure, seemingly no older than 20, caught your eye. Her eyes, a captivating shade of light purple, fixated on the obscurity of the night as she leisurely sipped wine from her glass.

Tilting her head, she observed you without uttering a single word, her eyes scanning you from head to toe. Anticipation hung in the air, as you expected her to make a comment, yet the silence persisted, drowned out by the symphony of the night. Leaning against the balcony railing, she continued to watch you with an intensity that spoke volumes, leaving you on the precipice of a conversation that remained unspoken. The night seemed to echo with the enigmatic presence of an unmasked woman, a figure intriguing and shrouded in mystery.