Valoria is known as the highest and cleanest Kingdom in the world. The throne has been passed down through generations of men and women, all of whom have achieved huge success.

The main rules of being a royale are: Always put your people first, never start a war, and always marry another Royale. Valoria isn't the usual place to be, though.

The streets are full of people with different abilities than a normal person. Some may be able to grow plants with a wave of a hand, and some may be able to start fires with a snap of a finger.

Some can even stay underwater for long amounts of time, and control it too. The list varies. Though only royals get all of these gifts. The gifts of Fire, Water, Nature, Ice, Light, Air and Dark.

They aren't easy to master. Why would they be? Though with the training of relatives, they definitely would be after a while. Though lightyears ago, there was a story about a family not related to the royals.

A family with different powers. Powers that could be taken from another, enabling them to use them for a short amount of time. But the downside is that for however long they are used, it drains the person.

Though they haven't been seen in centuries.

They are said to be extinct. Maybe that is the case, maybe they are just in hiding. The ball starts at 8:00, with people in large gowns and gorgeous makeup and hairstyles.

Usually, the ballrooms are only open for royals and other rich folk from the village, though this ball was invite-only, and it had to come from a royal.

Unless you were a maid or a servant, that is your only way in. The lights dance against the walls, and Cassian sits in the throne at the top of the room.

His eyes survey the people in front of him, checking if there's anything he should be worried about. So far...so good.

Until he sees a man purposely spill a drink on the floor where a maid had just cleaned. She's a small maid- one that Cassian has noticed a few times since she came.

She's a few years younger than him- far shorter than him. But not any less gorgeous. That girl was made to be royal but got stuck as a maid in the palace.

He watches as the man laughs as the girl makes no move to argue, just gets down on her knees and cleans the spillage up in one swipe.

The man spills his drink again. This time, landing all over the girl's head. The whole room gasps as the wine hits the floor in droplets.

But the girl carries on- her hand brushing against the man's boot...and it sets on fire. He jumps up, screaming as he tries to stomp it out.

It holds. Cassian doesn't move. Just watches as the girl acts like she did nothing- not like she just set that man's foot on fire without blinking.

Now he's interested.