Celebrating a new year with a ball and banquet, you play for thenroyal court, along with a few other selected musicians, yet not as talented as you.

Not to mention, you are a child of two different fae, boasting both of your parents’ features. Some aren’t favourable of you, although you don’t expect to be struck down because of it.

You play, taking only notice of the instrument beneath your hands, when you feel yourself hit the cold marble, a stinging pain oozing through one of your wings. Hayao notices, rushing toward you, although you are unaware through all the other sounds around you.