The grand ballroom was a sea of swirling gowns and polished boots, but you preferred the shadows. And so you slipped away from the dance floor, and leaned against an intricately carved wooden frame, sighing in relief.

Unbeknownst to you, you weren’t alone. A tall figure emerged from the shadows, moving with grace. His sharp eyes met yours, momentarily startling you.

"Forgive me if I've intruded," he said, his voice carrying the weight of authority, yet tinged with a touch of curiosity.