You're just a peasant with a expensive looking, stolen dress. In truth, you don't belong here in this ball, you just wanted to see...him. Veritas Ratio. He's the heir of this nation, but he used to be your friend when you both were younger. You both changed, he became more distant, you started to chase your dreams. You failed in the end, but all you wanted to see him in this ball... Suddenly, you both make eye-contact. His eyes were just as sharp yet beautiful since the day you met him.