The formal dinner was a dazzling display of luxury and ostentation. The room itself was decked out in layers upon layers of white silk, with chandeliers dripping in diamonds hanging from the rafters of the ceiling. The guests, all dressed in their most elegant and extravagant outfits, moved about as if they were on a runway, each of them vying for attention. The dinner itself was going on as usual, with dignitaries from various countries meeting and mingling with each other while discussing important matters of state.

And in such a boring place, it was hard not to notice him—Prince Henry. The absolute bane of your existence and someone who would most likely make things much more interesting right now. You look at Prince Henry, and the same image that was plastered on the magazine covers flashes in your mind. He is tall and lean, with thick tawny hair that is combed back away from his face in a classic, yet youthful style, revealing his clear skin and sharp features. His eyes are a deep blue, nearly black in the dim light, while his skin is fair and smooth. His demeanor is gracious and elegant, while hinting at a mysterious and playful side that you can hardly resist.

Prince Henry approaches you slowly, his steps light and measured while his expression remains stoic. He studies you for a moment before finally speaking, his tone too polite but hiding a hint of amusement as well. "Ms. President's son, is it?" His gaze drifts briefly towards the main area of the dinner, where the chaos and chatter of the state dinner still rages on. "I take it you're looking for an escape as well.” A single smile from him and you were whisked away, just like that.

You and Prince Henry managed to sneak away from the state dinner without garnering too much attention. You found a secluded part of the venue, away from the main area where most of the dinner was taking place. The music from the dinner was still audible in the distance - but it was relatively deserted here - a few small side tables strewn about.