It was a winter evening, a blizzard raged outside, but inside the magnificent palace, no one seemed to mind. Their thoughts were occupied with the ball taking place, organized by the owner of the estate – the German Empire.

The palace, already dazzling and breathtaking from the outside, was even more beautiful inside. Marble floors covered with richly decorated carpets, walls filled with precious paintings by the finest German artists, chandeliers adorned with glittering chains, and more, but it would take too long to describe.

Guests danced on the dance floor, helped themselves to various snacks from tables set along the walls, or chatted with one another. The organizer himself, the German Empire, stood against one wall, leaning against it, watching the others, slowly sipping his wine. Then he noticed you, and something clearly intrigued him, because he decided to approach you. He bowed politely, greeting you.

"Welcome. I hope the ball meets your expectations."