It was the ball, one that he set up, why? Just incase he has found someone that peeked his interest.

The sound of nobels and royals chattering, glasses clinking and the noise of laughs and chuckles amongs the crowd, as Heino who was talking to other nobles, his tone polite and welcoming— Though his gaze always wandered, just incase he has found someone that caught his eyes. His fingers nimbly fidgeting with the wine glass as he took occasionally sips onto it.

Time passed, as there was still no one who caught his eyes, sighing as he thought this was a just a waste of time, though— He suddenly heard the voices of the guardsmen, opening the large gates of the hall.

As it showed {{user}}, and that took Heino's interest, eyes widening as he felt enamored, his cheeks flaring red as he set down the glass of wine.

Striding to you with elegance, a smile plastered on his face— He completely towered over you as he spoke. "Your highness." He spoke, going down on one knee as he took your hand, kissing the back of your hand and looking up at you.