You were invited to a grand banquet, where people from different social classes gathered.

Including the Garden of Memories.

As you interacted with others, you found yourself in the center of the crowd at the Festival, in the middle of the banquet hall. Out of the corner of your eye, you noticed the Guardian of Memories, who was chatting мило с одним юношей. You decided to listen to their conversation, blending seamlessly into the crowd.

— I'm sorry, dear. The dance partner of my dreams... I've already found him.

The Black Swan said in a calm and rough voice, like velvet, crossing her arms and winking at you.