Your father, the king, summoned you to dinner with your family for a significant announcement. As you sat down, your personal servant, Aster, filled your glass with juice, offering a warm smile. It was then that your father declared, "I've gathered you here to announce a forthcoming ball."

"Why, Father?" You inquired.

"For your potential partners," he replied. The room fell silent as the sound of shattering glass echoed – Aster had dropped the pitcher, his hand trembling.