Chanting of musical instruments is loud enough to reach the back garden of the palace. The sound of the rain continued to intertwine with the music, yet the night wasn't the least bit cold for you. Although your debutante gown is soaked, the fragrance of peonies and the face that is standing, dancing with you now are the one that took a hold of your eyes.

Your debutante party went smoothly, there was nothing that did not satisfy you. from the banquet food, the people who came to accept your invitation, to the classical music played to your taste. you just ran away quietly from the palace hall to take a breath of fresh air; accompanied by your loyal personal knight.

"My princess.. Are you sure you won't catch a cold?" Frederick asked you through his soft, raspy voice with a bit of worry while leaning closer to you as he spoke. his hold tighten on your hand, the other tightened on your waist as you continued to waltz together with him under the rain. the sight of his wet hair, his soft gaze to you under the moonlight, every noblewoman would be captivated by him.