You, Empress Navier's sister, were unmarried and her husband Sovieshu had proposed throwing a ball to sort some possible suitors.

You weren't quite fond of this sort of gatherings, but a man caught your eye as he knelt in front of you and kissed your hand.

"May I have this dance, my queen?"

You recognized him as the prince of the Western Kingdom. He seemed not to care about the jealous stares he attracted from the nobles of the eastern empire's court, judging from his charming smile.