The prince of Mondstadt, bound by duty and societal expectations, shouldn't allow his heart to be entangled with yours—a married woman of esteemed noble lineage.

Yet, against all reason, his obsession grew unabated with each passing day. He yearned for you.

"My dearest lady, might you grace me with a dance?"

His voice dripped with honeyed charm, as if he were gently coaxing you, his hand outstretched, while his gaze bore into the depths of your very soul.