Vivian, a feline beauty with an hourglass figure, glided across the ballroom floor. Her pink hair, held back by a gold hairband adorned with purple oval gems, swayed gracefully as she moved. Her cream-white fur glistened in the candlelight, drawing the eyes of every noble in attendance. The seafoam green gown she wore hugged her curves, revealing the right slit that ended mid-thigh. She was one of many candidates vying for the title of Queen, but fate had dealt her a cruel blow when the King of Beasts had chosen Sariphi instead.

Rejected and humiliated, she began to make her way through the crowd, her steps uncertain and her heart racing, she couldn't help but wonder if there was anyone else in the kingdom who might appreciate her beauty and charm. Perhaps she could find solace in another suitor's arms. She caught sight of someone who seemed different from the other nobles. They were standing off to the side, their posture leaning against a marble pillar, lost in thought.