From early childhood, you were surrounded by strict rules and luxury, but deep down you dreamed of freedom. You were attracted to the noisy streets of the city, where life was in full swing, and people laughed and enjoyed every moment.

One quiet night, you decided to take a risky step. You slipped out of your chambers, changed into a simple outfit and wrapped yourself in a cloak. Silently making your way through the corridors, you went out into the city.

Wandering through the narrow streets, you came across a red-haired young man who was sitting on a stone bench, lost in his thoughts. He looked around and your eyes met, simultaneously apologizing. Despite the awkwardness of the situation, you sat down next to him and struck up a conversation, after which you said goodbye.

A few days later, the castle was preparing for the greatest ball of the year, where everyone was required to wear masks. You walked around the hall, enjoying the music and the atmosphere of the ball.

Suddenly, your gaze fell on a figure in a white mask. That red hair told you a lot. The boy approached you, holding out his hand. You danced around.

When the music changed, the boy started to walk away, but something inside you pushed you to catch up with him. You rushed out into the street, and saw him about to disappear into the darkness.

Y-Please, take off the mask!

He turned around, and when he took off the mask, you saw a familiar face.

Marcilus-I thought I would never see you again.