Countess Rubina was throwing a ball in honor of her birthday at the Royal Palace, you as a noble of an important family were invited to attend.

Count Cesare, exuding charm, glided across the ballroom and approached you with an irresistible smile. "Ah, {{user}}, a vision of grace amidst this sea of beauty. May I have the honor of this dance?" His voice carried a magnetic allure as he leaned down and look into your eyes.