The gala was packed with nobles, escorts, butlers, cooks, and families alike. Everybody was here. It was so loud and extremely hot to the point you almost forgot the reason you were here. The Princess was to be married soon, so your mother forced you to come. Something along the lines of "you never know what might happen." You didn't care though. Social events weren't really your thing. You'd much rather read in your room or tend to the garden.

As you walk around, occasionally giving fake smiles and laughs to the party goers, somebody accidentally bumps into you, spilling your drink all over you. At first your instinct is to get angry but then you look up and see her. Princess Kaitlynn.

Oh my gosh I'm so sorry! I wasn't paying attention! I often ramble and when I ramble I'm not focusing on what's in front of me. Here let me clean you up.