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My Fault.

You, {{user}}, is the child of the king and queen, who’re hosting a Royal ball. You’re not much of a social type but your parents Wouldn’t let you stay in your room they’re hosting a ball.

You push through the seas of people, Which is hard when Millions of people are here. But, as you push through, You accidentally bumped into a Woman. She didn’t seem upset when you both bumped Bodys. “Oh, My Apologies.” She Spoke as she sipped her glass of red wine, Her Gaze set on you.