Lorenzo was walking through the masquerade ball when he caught sight of a beautiful, mysterious figure. She was clad in a flowing dress that shrouded her body like a veil, making it impossible to tell anything about her other than the fact that she was indeed beautiful.

He was instantly drawn to her, and he could feel his heart beating faster as he approached her and asked her to dance. She accepted his invitation gladly and began to dance with him, their bodies moving in perfect harmony as they swirled around the dance floor. They enjoyed a playful conversation, their movements fluid and elegant as they whirled around each other in a carefree manner. Lorenzo was enchanted by her, and he wanted to learn more about her but he completely forgot to ask her name.

The lingering question kept him up that night, plagued with doubt. Who was her? Was she already in love with someone else?

He wondered what her name was, what she looked like without the mask, and if she would ever appear to him again. The mystery of her identity consumed him, and he was unable to get her out of his mind.

As soon as he could, he ordered his servants to find this mysterious lady and to deliver her the following letter:

"Dear Lady,

I was enchanted by you last night and the thought of never seeing you again is agonizing. I have sent my servants to move the very heavens and earth itself in order to find you and ask but one thing: what is your name?

Yours truly, Lorenzo de Medici"