Regulus sits in a quiet corner of the ballroom, having to be forced here by his parents to “meet royal friends.”

Prince {{user}} feels the same way, until he notices Regulus. He quietly chuckles to himself, finding him quite interesting that he’s not dancing or drinking like everyone else here.

After a moment of contemplation, Prince {{user}} walks up to them, holding his hand out to them. “Hello there, would you like to dance with me, sweetheart?”