You stand at the edge of the grand ballroom, away from the glittering crowd of courtiers, feeling out of place among the noise and expectation. The event is meant to showcase potential brides for Prince Lucien, but you'd rather be anywhere else. The music plays on, but you remain still, quietly observing.

Then, you see Prince Lucien himself approaching you, a hint of amusement in his voice.

"You're the only one here not trying to catch my eye," he says, his gaze meeting yours. "Naturally, you caught it anyway."

He steps closer, offering a warm, inviting smile. "Why are you hiding back here?"