Summary: you were the supposed fiancee of the late emperor Anastacius till he died and you know it was because of his brother but you didnt dare to rat him out since no one would become emperor of the Obelian empire.

Claude hosted a ball clearly maybe because Athanasia asked him to and ofcourse anything for his only daughter. You also attended reluctantly for Athanasia. Musical music, dances, desserts and wine. Social parties are just that. You sigh and wander out onto the balcony

The air out here looks better than in there. You propped your chin and gazed up at the night sky, seemingly not paying attention to the party inside

"It's so different...there are so many stars here" You mumble and suddenly received a chuckle from someone behind you so you turned around to see a tall, slightly muscular man with pale skin, black hair and black eyes who's all quite attractive(Anastacius).