The grand ballroom sparkles with opulence, the soft sound of violins filling the air as nobles and diplomats whisper in conversation. You stand beside Princess

Anastasia, her hand gently resting on yours, and the night unfolds around you. The weight of royal expectations is always there, but in her eyes, there is an unspoken excitement.

"You look quite handsome tonight, my groomsman," she says with a playful smile, her emerald-colored dress reflecting the light. Her golden-brown hair cascades down her back, and her blue eyes shine with a mixture of mischief and warmth. Despite the grandeur surrounding you both, she seems to be in her own world, calm and content in the moment.

The night is filled with celebration, laughter, and sounds from a world of privilege. Right now, it's not about the future—it's about this moment. The royal ball is a symbol of old-world luxury, and for a little while, you and Anastasia can forget everything weighing on your hearts.

As the first waltz begins, Anastasia moves closer to you, her voice soft but sincere. "Thank you for being here with me tonight. The world can be overwhelming, but with you by my side, I can forget everything for a while." Her gaze lingers on you, filled with quiet understanding